<?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-9408942</id><updated>2011-12-27T13:53:14.213+08:00</updated><category term='http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif'/><title type='text'>[aNd tHe sToRy gOeS]</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is fully about myself and how i live my life as a teenager with full of circumstances that i am facing.This will be the way on how i express my feelings with.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>269</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-1891101035376974814</id><published>2009-12-26T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T21:10:20.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SzYJ9uvw1zI/AAAAAAAAAc4/qbqrI5e6XH0/s1600-h/317694412_49f0b271bc_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Sx8K8-9y84I/AAAAAAAAAcw/5cOHuqt6gEU/s400/finish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413057319933244290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One more event to go sri. Just hang it there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-5570091579320232378?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/5570091579320232378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=5570091579320232378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5570091579320232378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5570091579320232378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-way-to-finishing-line.html' title='On the way to the finishing line'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Sx8K8-9y84I/AAAAAAAAAcw/5cOHuqt6gEU/s72-c/finish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-8118274068121885332</id><published>2009-12-04T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T21:14:08.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First week of December 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;At last I could breathe some air after hectic week of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;. For the past few days or so, I've been lacking alot of sleeping time just for AKE and Standard Charted Marathon Race Pack. But on the other side, I've wasting alot of money on movies, and yes, it burned a hole in my purse but who cares? At least I'm socializing! First stop, movies with the Ake-ians for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; A must watch I must say. It's a disgrace seeing upper class society being selfish in order to save their own lives,  perhaps, life is unfair, but whose complaining? And yes, John Cussack is an all time hero! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And moving on to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;Ninja Assassins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;. Ever since I saw it in the media, I made promise to myself that I will someday watch it. And yes, it came through! Nadia and Mastura is a sweetheart for willing to accompany me after our Race Pack at Floating Platform. Rain is so... eye catchy!!! This is the first time I saw him in Hollywood movie after his popular Korean Drama ''Full House'' few years back. And his fighting skills is woah! It's like another Final Destination thing where you can witness some blood and gore scene. Simply well worth the cash!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And lastly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;. This has been planned eons ago and thank god we made it! Jacob Black has caught all attention rather than Edward Cullen with his too thick make up and pale look. (Erm what do you expect from a vampire right?) During the show, I didn't know what spirits possessed me as I could not sit still and pity Baa and Asrida entertaining my nonsense. And we went down twice to fetch some popcorns which turns out bad as the queue nearly killed us! And when the scene between Jacob and Bella's kissing scene which was always interrupted by either a phone call or some vampire scent, these Baa and Asrida could not stop being close to me and I was like ''why the both of you were so close to me??'' and somehow the next patron beside Baa burped so loud! So lesson to be learn is that whoever watches movie with me MUST have a popcorn and cheese dip for me or else I shall be a interrupter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh gosh, I thought that I can rest and get some sleep until i saw my diaries which I noted down &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;''Collaboration with Concordians'' and ''Ake Senior Farewell Party''. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;So just hang it there Sri. You nearly finish the race. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-8118274068121885332?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/8118274068121885332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=8118274068121885332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8118274068121885332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8118274068121885332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-week-of-december-2009.html' title='First week of December 2009'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-6451508354527988801</id><published>2009-11-15T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T18:12:07.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Sayonara</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I really can't wait to send him the letter. The word goodbye is hard to be said directly, what more writing it. Whatever it is, decision has been made. Oh goodbye.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-6451508354527988801?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/6451508354527988801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=6451508354527988801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6451508354527988801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6451508354527988801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-sayonara.html' title='Oh Sayonara'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-6288748584756968687</id><published>2009-11-13T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:06:10.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya Allah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ya Allah, please give me strength to endure all this pain. I'm really at my wits end. Give me the sense of endurance to this sufferings. I'm willing to accept all this what you have given me. Lead me to the right path. Shower me with blessing and courage. Amin. &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/9408942-6288748584756968687?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/6288748584756968687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=6288748584756968687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6288748584756968687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6288748584756968687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/11/ya-allah.html' title='Ya Allah'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-5236880796924138437</id><published>2009-11-09T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T22:02:31.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agitated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I been tolerating nonsense for these past few weeks. Don't test my patience or you shall face the music. I have no problem shouting right to your face! I don't want any hypocrisy from you, all I ask for is your sincerity. Isn't that simple or you have no sense of respect or sincerity? If the answer is yes, I pity you because God give you the feeling of sympathy and sincerity, you ignore it. Yes a round of applause for your hypocrisy and two faced attitude. I hope you will rot in one corner and die. That's all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other note, school holidays officially started and now I'm at sis place taking care of the kids while their parents out working. Yes, I came back to ETP because I could never ever want to stay at home doing nothing during the holidays. And the hole in my bank account really made me want to work and work and work. Hell no I'm gonna be fed by mom's money. I don't feel nice. In fact hard earned money is the best satisfaction that I've ever had in my whole life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's for now. Oh yah, my AKE farewell committee, I've been waiting for your response soon darlings!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-5236880796924138437?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/5236880796924138437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=5236880796924138437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5236880796924138437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5236880796924138437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/11/agitated.html' title='Agitated'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-3069559687877662499</id><published>2009-10-25T17:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T17:58:03.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of The Young Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SuQgG4o9aGI/AAAAAAAAAco/N1GEwgq21do/s1600-h/Lady-Castle-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SuQgG4o9aGI/AAAAAAAAAco/N1GEwgq21do/s320/Lady-Castle-03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396473556152182882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Of course, I'm done with watching ''Take Care of The Young Lady'' and it's what I expected of the ending! 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text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot stuff come closer to me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wake up my cold heart once again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;With the heat of your warm eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Set my heart on fire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot stuff it’s okay even if my heart burns out &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Living once with a warm heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyday with a crazy love there’s like a flame&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My burned out heart will love you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; 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 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot stuff come closer to me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wake up my cold heart once again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;With the heat of your warm eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Set my heart on fire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot stuff it’s okay even if my heart burns out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Living once with a warm heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyday with a crazy love there’s like a flame&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My burned out heart will love you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please love me warmly too&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drive me into madness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scream our love like an eternal flame that will never extinguish&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot stuff I don’t want lukewarm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Living once with a warm heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ll give you my heart with no regrets &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My blinded heart will love you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-3069559687877662499?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/3069559687877662499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=3069559687877662499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/3069559687877662499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/3069559687877662499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/10/take-care-of-young-lady.html' title='Take Care of The Young Lady'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SuQgG4o9aGI/AAAAAAAAAco/N1GEwgq21do/s72-c/Lady-Castle-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-6551466386788697958</id><published>2009-10-22T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T23:34:02.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ON HIATUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its been more than a month the writer of this blog on ''holiday''. She sent her warmest regards to all her readers out there. Recently, she had successfully ended her Promotional Exam 2 and now she could not be at ease until the promotional status is out. And now waiting for time to pass, she watched numerous Korean Drama and now her top favourite is ''Take Care of The Young Lady'' and before she sleeps, she would at least watch a few episodes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh yes, she went to Officer Cadet School at Joo Koon yesterday and yes, she enjoyed herself there trying out new weapons and of course, set her eyes on a few, erm actually many of the army boys there! If she were to be given a second chance to visit there, she will accept that offer without second thought!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For these past few weeks, nothing's special happened to her, except for that incident that happened in the school canteen which brought millions of embarrassment!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ok, that's all for now. She will be back soon to update more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sri Nurulhuda II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-6551466386788697958?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/6551466386788697958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=6551466386788697958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6551466386788697958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6551466386788697958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-hiatus.html' title='ON HIATUS'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-8424339283049470234</id><published>2009-09-14T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T21:16:42.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Matters.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;Guess what? I've failed to pass my differentiation test!  When Sri fails any of her maths test, its nothing new right?? On the brighter note, Mr Zachary Lim wants a retest this wednesday, so cheong sri cheong!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;And yes, Laksa Johor for today's break fast is delicious!!! Thanks mama!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;To end this post, I would like to introduce the next Ms Kebaya 2024,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Sq5CCTwUzlI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Axxinj_x7IU/s1600-h/14092009028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Sq5CCTwUzlI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Axxinj_x7IU/s320/14092009028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381311212184456786" 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/9408942-8424339283049470234?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/8424339283049470234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=8424339283049470234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8424339283049470234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8424339283049470234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/09/school-matters.html' title='School Matters.'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Sq5CCTwUzlI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Axxinj_x7IU/s72-c/14092009028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-9063599308318615646</id><published>2009-09-13T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T19:45:29.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dread</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mod assignments, done. International History essay and RJC's SBQ, done. H1 Double essay, Halfway done. GP Comprehension Full paper, Going to. Maths Assignment 7C and 7D, Dread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time when I opened that thick yellow binding maths text book, I will end up staring at it for hours. This is killing me. And yes, tomorrow there's Maths. OMG man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-9063599308318615646?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/9063599308318615646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=9063599308318615646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/9063599308318615646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/9063599308318615646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/09/dread.html' title='Dread'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-1296855680489172956</id><published>2009-09-11T10:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T10:48:30.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fully blessed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes, this blog author has reached the age of an adult. Its been a week and now I've started to blog about it. There no special feeling of being 21 here because, I'm still the same, except that I can actually buy a house provided I have sufficient amount in my CPF account which I think now I could actually buy a door knob with it, then I can actually watch a R21 show but hell I have no idea with who because none of my dear friends could actually reach this age. The most important thing was, I enjoyed all the surprises and celebrations made by all dear friends and all the birthday messages that different walks of life gave me. I'm truly blessed. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;08A5 was a darling last week as we decided to iftar at causeway point. Its a no wonder why arifah and janna plead me to go for this iftar. That Dome cake from Prima Deli really sinful and I really thankful for that. And no worries janna the sunflower is still fresh and yes, I'm taking good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; care of it ;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Last friday was a memorable one too. I had iftar with the AKE-ians but due to ''unforeseen circumstances'', I  was late and little did I know they had planned something for me. Someone, or perhaps the other someone pretended that they are not coming for the iftar. So i assumed that only the 5 of us. But upon reaching, in my seat was a card, gift and a helium balloon!! The card was the most memorable one as all the wishes was ''why are you late??''. After which, we went to Fullerton and which the cake cutting session took place, in the presence of the full moon. I swear that the moon was lovely on that day and I meant it. Another sinful cake by Prima Deli. Oh yes, I love that Puma shirt so much. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2 celebrations in a week and 2 sinful chocolate cake from Prima Deli!!! Alhamdulilah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Sqm51RcggLI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/aDafw4eg_1E/s1600-h/8535_149976271095_723176095_3471832_7984192_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Sqm51RcggLI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/aDafw4eg_1E/s320/8535_149976271095_723176095_3471832_7984192_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380035554737946802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Sqm6ILQk27I/AAAAAAAAAcY/VGqErQ0smKo/s1600-h/8535_149976321095_723176095_3471841_15048_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Sqm6ILQk27I/AAAAAAAAAcY/VGqErQ0smKo/s320/8535_149976321095_723176095_3471841_15048_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380035879494802354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-1296855680489172956?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/1296855680489172956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=1296855680489172956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1296855680489172956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1296855680489172956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/09/fully-blessed.html' title='Fully blessed.'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Sqm51RcggLI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/aDafw4eg_1E/s72-c/8535_149976271095_723176095_3471832_7984192_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-5246135187730292982</id><published>2009-09-01T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:55:01.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the special one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Sp01q0RqS5I/AAAAAAAAAcI/m96tkjdj6D8/s1600-h/snapshot%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Sp01q0RqS5I/AAAAAAAAAcI/m96tkjdj6D8/s320/snapshot%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376512539853736850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pre dawn Meal with Mama and Ayah, 969 to Woodland meeting Arifah, Mathematics @ Woodlands Regional Library, Iftar @ Causeway Point with 08A5, Break fast Treat from Bestfriend, Cake Cutting with Aina Binnie, Sunflower from Bestfriend, Window shopping, Pasar Malam, 168 and Home. Yes, life today went well. Alhamdulillah. Let's hope for the best tomorrow. Insyaallah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-5246135187730292982?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/5246135187730292982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=5246135187730292982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5246135187730292982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5246135187730292982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-special-one.html' title='It&apos;s the special one.'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Sp01q0RqS5I/AAAAAAAAAcI/m96tkjdj6D8/s72-c/snapshot%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-1578813063026901825</id><published>2009-08-26T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:15:21.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the pot that calling the kettle black.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are good at pointing out people's mistakes, but what about yours? May Allah forgive all your wrong doings in this holy month of Ramadhan. Insyaallah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-1578813063026901825?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/1578813063026901825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=1578813063026901825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1578813063026901825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1578813063026901825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/08/pot-that-calling-kettle-black.html' title='the pot that calling the kettle black.'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-3988410492651207537</id><published>2009-08-23T20:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:24:44.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif'/><title type='text'>SALAM RAMADHAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alhamdulillah... its been two days of Ramadhan and I've yet to break any of these fast halfway. Anyway, had study date with the human being called BAHIRAH and it was productive except that our eyes was filled with good looking guys sitting around us. God forgive me, I'm just admiring at Your creation. I managed to complete Mr Sham's assignment and Baa.. she did Kefahaman and yes I saw that brain cracking process Baa! Anyway, I've brought Baby Aspire along as he could not stay any further from me! haha and when studying gets to boredom, these happens;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SpEzsks90XI/AAAAAAAAAbw/JiEK-9kEP4c/s1600-h/snapshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SpEzsks90XI/AAAAAAAAAbw/JiEK-9kEP4c/s320/snapshot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373132671289250162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SpEz3aLirXI/AAAAAAAAAb4/NGkjudClov4/s1600-h/snapshot%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SpEz3aLirXI/AAAAAAAAAb4/NGkjudClov4/s320/snapshot%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373132857443265906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SpE0LPlW_BI/AAAAAAAAAcA/G0jZ4W9RvxE/s1600-h/snapshot%285%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SpE0LPlW_BI/AAAAAAAAAcA/G0jZ4W9RvxE/s320/snapshot%285%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373133198196145170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;WEBCAM!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-3988410492651207537?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/3988410492651207537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=3988410492651207537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/3988410492651207537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/3988410492651207537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/08/salam-ramadhan.html' title='SALAM RAMADHAN'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SpEzsks90XI/AAAAAAAAAbw/JiEK-9kEP4c/s72-c/snapshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-8255152828040764573</id><published>2009-08-15T01:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T01:19:23.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's make it random one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;If I give you a time machine, what will you do with it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-8255152828040764573?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/8255152828040764573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=8255152828040764573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8255152828040764573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8255152828040764573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/08/lets-make-it-random-one.html' title='Let&apos;s make it random one.'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-6493436444429099320</id><published>2009-08-13T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T16:40:31.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MONDAY FASTER COME!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you ever wonder where on earth Sri Nurulhuda now?? Well baby, I'm on MC for a week yo!. I know many would dying to be at home and sleep and all but as for me, I'd dying to go out and explore life schooling. I know this sounds boring but yes, I'm dying to come back to school. I've longed Mr LJH's lecture on United Nations and Japanese Occupations, Mr Andrew's captivating videos and more to come!! Oh please fever, go away now. Let me come back to school!!!! I really can't wait for Monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But first, this Saturday is gonna be a blast. I'm heading to Malaysia to collect my Raya clothes! And on top of that, Mama's gonna shop at Jusco for Raya bakings and for our new home. Yes, its a final thing. I'm moving out to Jurong West during this fasting month. This soft heart of mine really reluctant to leave Tampines, many fond memories I've collected here. Be it friendship, betrayal, career, education and what have me. Nevertheless, during these fasting month, I shall have a new beginning and perhaps someone said, a new love found?? Haha  bite me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway, I've been trying to tidy up my room and throw all unwanted clothes from my wardrobe, but I'm still unsatisfied with the neat outcome. Why? because Naimi Qistina keeps on disturbing my things!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's been 4 days straight I've been cooped at home doing the same thing all over again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;swallow medicine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;youtube-ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;babysit the monsters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;watch cable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;flip notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;complete due assignments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I NEED TO GO OUT AND BREATHE FRESH AIR. PLEASE LET ME DO IT. IM SICK AND TIRED STARING AT THOSE FOUR WALLS AND WORST THE MONSTERS!!! THEY'RE KILLING ME TO BITS NOW!!!!! ARGH!!!&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/9408942-6493436444429099320?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/6493436444429099320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=6493436444429099320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6493436444429099320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6493436444429099320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/08/monday-faster-come.html' title='MONDAY FASTER COME!!!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-7968422197237262554</id><published>2009-08-01T01:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T02:07:00.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>family ''outing'' to CGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SnMwqYIqq_I/AAAAAAAAAbI/qxSrYr_iHzs/s1600-h/Picture0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SnMwqYIqq_I/AAAAAAAAAbI/qxSrYr_iHzs/s400/Picture0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364685085719833586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;At the moment where Singaporeans were in their beds, my parents and I  stuck in CGH's A&amp;amp;E as dad was referred after his monthly check up at the Polyclinic. All I could ask for was my father will not be hospitalized. Insyaallah.  The place here was surrounded by patients and visitors in the masks and the hospital staffs were in their mask that my father commented that it resembles ronald duck's mouth!!! I really wondered when will all this consultations, blood tests, urine tests ends and more to come. Pffttt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;*I might leave ETP for good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-7968422197237262554?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/7968422197237262554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=7968422197237262554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7968422197237262554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7968422197237262554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-outing-to-cgh.html' title='family &apos;&apos;outing&apos;&apos; to CGH'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SnMwqYIqq_I/AAAAAAAAAbI/qxSrYr_iHzs/s72-c/Picture0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-7671783919988111836</id><published>2009-07-22T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:34:09.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bad One.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ways that ruined Sri Nurulhuda's life TODAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1) The killer high heels that causes her to drag herself to walk as fast as she could to reach her destination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2) The bad weather that spoiled the mood of going to school in Baju Kurung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3) The blisters. Luckily there no four toes or she shall crawl instead of walking straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4) The raw mutton chop that she ate in the school western food stall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5) Her delaying of completing Maths Assignment 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6) The tiredness of her leg which causes her to be cranky and cranky and cranky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7) The Grade 'E' that she obtained from Management Paper despite studying very hard and even risked her working and leisure time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8) She forgot to bring extra cash and unable to buy chocolates to cheer herself up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9) To think that she had wasted one whole month studying hard which in the end brought disappointment and ashamed of herself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;10) To think that she is brainless and she's been cursed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so, what more can she asked for now? To take this a learning lesson?? What nonsense?? She's been trying to change, but the success will always be delayed. She has lose faith in herself. Period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-7671783919988111836?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/7671783919988111836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=7671783919988111836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7671783919988111836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7671783919988111836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/07/bad-one.html' title='The Bad One.'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-7222399716352148924</id><published>2009-07-13T17:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T17:18:40.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIATUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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Right now at this moment I’m at Cik Amin’s house in Pekan Nenas, Johor. At last, my call of relaxation was answered! Alhamdulillah. I brought along my Aspire as I’m afraid that I will die of boredom. And I’ve just watched ‘Slumdog Millionaire’ from the lappy itself all thanks to abang for uploaded it for me yesterday night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The whole family woke up at 4 but as usual, being the last one to get ready, I woke up at 3.30! We set off to Tuas checkpoint at 5 because dad was afraid of traffic jam which indeed was true. And I’m kind of pissed with the Malaysian Immigration Officer for such a slow service that she gave. She took about 15 minutes to check our passports!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Upon reaching Malaysia, the weather was unkind to us. Thunder and lightning struck and heavy rain accompanied our journey. Luckily the heavy downpour did not spoil our plan and we reached to our destination safe and sound. Oh yah! I had the best Nasi Lemak that I’ve ever eaten in my whole life!!! It was cover in Banana leaves and been wrapped in a newspaper. This type of wrappings can never been found in Singapore! Even though it was in a small portion, nevertheless, I felt full! After eating, mama told me that the one cooking the Nasi Lemak is actually my other uncle’s mother in-law. Get it? And she sold all the Nasi Lemak at the price of RM1.50?? It’s freaking cheap! After breakfast, nap conquers me because I was defeated by the cool weather. Woke up in the afternoon to have lunch and all food was of Kampong style!!! I had few servings, and it was delicious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After this, my cousin and I will be touring around the kampong and guess what? I’m going to ride my uncle’s bike! Haha this is total FREEDOM!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stay tune for Day Two in Malaysia tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;12th July 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Moving on to Day two. Did I mention in yesterday’s entry that I’m riding my uncle’s motorbike?? Ouh well, we did toured around the kampong but we only go on a straight direction because I’m no used to skid and turned the bike around because I’m afraid I will be the one turning around! Ok mind my indirect language because I’m eager to tell you the climax of the story. I was heading towards the straight road with the speed of 40 km/h and when I’m stable, I increased it to 50km/h and suddenly I saw this giant creature which could actually made me peed my Bermudas. Komodo lion!!! It was slowly crawling crossing the road and its size could actually gulp the whole of my niece!!! It will be too late for me to step onto the brake paddle and I was told to hold the clutch but blame my ‘kan cheong’ ness, I wheeled onto the Komodo dragon’s tail! At that moment I was hoping that the creature will not take its revenge by biting my leg off. Nah, I’m back in one piece.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That would be my last time riding bikes illegally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I could actually gain a lot of weight by just staying at my uncle’s place. For breakfast, I had roti canai, kway teow goreng with cockles, roti john and durian. During tea time I had tea with durian and dragon fruit. For lunch, I had simply kampong food such as lemak daun ubi with sambal binjai, ikan sepat masin with tempoyak and ikan terubuk masak pehchel. It was super spicy and dad kept visiting toilet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I followed my mom to the back of my uncle’s house in our mission to catch rambutans and durians. So far, we only collected one pail of rambutan and mom plucked cili padi and limau sambal and as for me, I plucked some lemon grass and helped my uncle since he can’t work much as he just recover &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;from his appendix surgery. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In the afternoon, we went to Kip Mart and I have no idea where is that mart and we shopped for groceries. Then we went to Jakel to shop for some clothes. It’s similar to Arab Street where you can find thousands of fabrics from all ranging of prices. So far, I bought 2 sets of fabrics and I’ve plan to make Baju Kurung and Kebaya Moden. It was worthwhile because everyone bought their own things. Mom bought her groceries, Dad’s paying for everything and as for me, and I had two sets for this year’s Raya. To make it short, we set off to Pasar Larkin and made arrangements with that Chinese seamstress and had my measurements taken. And again, for dinner, we had seafood meals at Danga Bay’s Singgah Selalu. That place was significant for me as that was the place where I got my nephew and niece lost in the middle of Winnie the Pooh Roadshow. The Ramli’s had Siakap Sweet and Sour, BBQ Stingray, Egg tofu Claypot, Kangkong Belacan and Seafood Tomyam. So I gained few Kgs and mom promised to drag me to North Park to shed some weight! Haha like real??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really enjoyed myself and my family and I’m blessed to be the last child of Mohd Ramli Nordin!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-7222399716352148924?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/7222399716352148924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=7222399716352148924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7222399716352148924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7222399716352148924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/07/hiatus.html' title='HIATUS'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-4343003166882381713</id><published>2009-07-09T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:21:54.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREEDOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;HONEY!!!! Exams are over!!!! I'm free yo!! Oh gosh! Today's sastera paper just killed me. I've wasted 10 marks and and sure enough the grade A was not on my side! What???!!! Fungsi-fungsi sastera???I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;screeeewwwwweeeeed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So now, whats next? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-4343003166882381713?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/4343003166882381713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=4343003166882381713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4343003166882381713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4343003166882381713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/07/freedom.html' title='FREEDOM'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-5957024403616909699</id><published>2009-07-05T10:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T10:11:35.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AYAHKU, HEROKU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;And so, Mr Mohd Ramli turned 56 today! Yes its today!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-5957024403616909699?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/5957024403616909699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=5957024403616909699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5957024403616909699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5957024403616909699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/07/ayahku-heroku.html' title='AYAHKU, HEROKU'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-4748642706094119555</id><published>2009-07-04T08:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T09:07:30.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHORTAGE OF PAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Sk6rFzcvL3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/zgZxIh1AScA/s1600-h/mrs+ganush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Sk6rFzcvL3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/zgZxIh1AScA/s400/mrs+ganush.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354405123188535154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;THERE IS A SHORTAGE IN MY JUNE PAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-4748642706094119555?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/4748642706094119555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=4748642706094119555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4748642706094119555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4748642706094119555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/07/shortage-of-pay.html' title='SHORTAGE OF PAY'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Sk6rFzcvL3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/zgZxIh1AScA/s72-c/mrs+ganush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-7708262048110536250</id><published>2009-07-03T13:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T14:02:50.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Month of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Sk2ekRTHMpI/AAAAAAAAAa4/ofkDreQlKmk/s1600-h/drag+me+to+hell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Sk2ekRTHMpI/AAAAAAAAAa4/ofkDreQlKmk/s400/drag+me+to+hell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354109877969433234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lets recall what happened when school reopens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Management &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Seriously, I'm looking forward for this exam as I studied really hard for this paper. I even sneaked in notes into the National Library Reference section and also to my workplace just making sure that I studied it very well. Yes, the paper was not that tough as I was expecting it to be of that kind of standard. Alhamdulillah, I finished the whole paper. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bahasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ouh, perhaps a piece of cake for me? As usual, naratives had been my choice for paper 1. For paper 2, ahhh, I'm just hope that Kefahaman will pull my marks up to a 'B'? Because I crapped the Cloze?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mathematics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I guess Mr Saw shaked his head upon marking my paper. And the spoilt part was, right before the start of the paper, I rushed to the toilet and 10 mins of my time lost just like that. And oh, the weather was perfect to be spent at my cosy bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes Mr Lee was such a sweetheart by starting the paper earlier by 5 minutes! many of us kept visiting the toilet. All I was hoping for was my essays will pull my marks up. And I'm glad that what I've studied was worthwhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drag Me To Hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes!!!! A show that worth your bucks!!!!! Watched it with Th A4 people. That Mrs Ganush nearly made me peed my skirt! ROFL!!!! It was super duper zuper kuper HILARIOUS!!!!! And plus she's cute to be a gypsy. Hehe, if only she's my grandmother.... It's the only horror movie that made me laugh like a mad woman in the cinema! And apparently, someone cried :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina Square with Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ah, not yet,  because its today BABY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-7708262048110536250?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/7708262048110536250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=7708262048110536250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7708262048110536250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7708262048110536250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/07/month-of-july.html' title='Month of July'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Sk2ekRTHMpI/AAAAAAAAAa4/ofkDreQlKmk/s72-c/drag+me+to+hell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-916045749094847397</id><published>2009-06-28T11:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T11:30:28.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Skbjt2UzKxI/AAAAAAAAAas/gd5D2gG9E1A/s1600-h/42-21067334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Skbjt2UzKxI/AAAAAAAAAas/gd5D2gG9E1A/s400/42-21067334.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352215583992785682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE DAY HAS COME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-916045749094847397?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/916045749094847397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=916045749094847397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/916045749094847397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/916045749094847397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/06/sos.html' title='SOS'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Skbjt2UzKxI/AAAAAAAAAas/gd5D2gG9E1A/s72-c/42-21067334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-5180676503199150237</id><published>2009-06-20T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T13:32:05.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RESTLESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOTHING INTERESTING HAPPENED TO ME FOR THESE PAST FEW DAYS. THATS ALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOW I KNEW HOW SUCKY LIFE WOULD BE IF YOU'RE HAVING PART TIME JOB WHILE STUDYING. SOMEDAY I'M GONNA WRITE LETTER OF TERMINATION OF SERVICE. VERY SOON. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M GLAD THAT FINALLY I COULD ACTUALLY FORGET ABOUT HIM. I REALISED THAT IVE BEEN SUCH A DUMBO LIKING SOMEONE WHO IS NOT WORTH IT. AND YES, I DESERVE SOMEONE BETTER. NOT HIM OF COURSE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M READY TO BE THE NEW SRI NURULHUDA.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-5180676503199150237?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/5180676503199150237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=5180676503199150237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5180676503199150237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5180676503199150237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/06/restless.html' title='RESTLESS'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-3619575840019700329</id><published>2009-06-11T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:46:19.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HHHHAAAAAA CHHHOOOOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SjEYoGE2pBI/AAAAAAAAAaU/6brzcliksLM/s1600-h/HU038182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346081309770294290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SjEYoGE2pBI/AAAAAAAAAaU/6brzcliksLM/s400/HU038182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Have you ever had the feeling of pulling out your nose, wash it with detergent or Dettol and put it back?? Yes I did. I had hard time today. Thousands of tissues filled with mucus been thrown into the rubbish bin. How life is so horrible where you had to sneeze like nobody's bussiness. And I made a baby boy cried just now when I'm at the NTUC @ E!Hub. I wasnt aware that beside me was a toddler when I sneezed so LOUD and the cute adorable boy got shocked and wailed! Sorry Baby!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;But nevertheless, I did some revision on SEA and Sastera. And things were getting uneasy when the bad flu caused difficulties for me to breathe as both of my nose got blocked! My head is getting heavier when I tried to memorise events for SEA and its killing me. My lips were super dry and whenever I smiled, I could actually feel that there is a huge crack on my lips. Oh dear! How miserable life could be. And worst, I hate medicines because it brought me to sleep and it does not taste like chocolates. I'm sorry ayah because you had to force me to eat my medicine and sorry mama because of me, the whole family had to survived on Chicken Soup with Porridge today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I just hate to be sick and I hate to have an ugly voice even though my voice has never improved from its ugly-ness. I hate flu. Period&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-3619575840019700329?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/3619575840019700329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=3619575840019700329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/3619575840019700329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/3619575840019700329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/06/hhhhaaaaaa-chhhooooo.html' title='HHHHAAAAAA CHHHOOOOO!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SjEYoGE2pBI/AAAAAAAAAaU/6brzcliksLM/s72-c/HU038182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-1068732663780368652</id><published>2009-06-06T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T02:51:46.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conspiracy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's only the first week of the June Holidays, yet I felt that I had not done enough for the Promo 1 preparations. Alhamdulillah, so far all the plannings that I've made worked out well. And National Library is proud to be called as my second home. For the past 2 trips to NL, I had study dates with Nuriah and Janna and it was productive. Because why? We studied, shared notes and not forgetting gossiped!!!Well off course its a healthy ones mind you. I'm looking forward for more of this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh yes, my brother offered my parents and I to move to his house at Boon Lay! I was estatic of course, which means after subuh I can still take a nap as my school journey will cut short by an hour?? But this might not be confirmed as my dad keens to buy a house in Marsiling. For me, i wouldn't want to leave Tampines of course ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am judging for the Sahibba Game tomorrow. Insyaallah everything will run smoothly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had CCA just now without the Year 3's of course. And I began to reminiscences these things below;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) Disturbing Fatin and Faezah with the burpings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) Diyanah's great fall during rehearsal for musica unifiante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) Whooshing-ing with Wei Siang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) Playing Conga and Drums with Hanis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;5) Forcing Hidayah to prounounce 'R' properly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;6) Playing Crimson Sun beside Sabrina and giggled when we played the wrong note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;7) Disturb Huda coz she can't see the conductor when she played BK for Shenandoah and I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;infront of her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;8) Calling Yuslinda telur! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;9) Hair pulling and arm pit wrestling with Kurniawan!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;10) Shouting ''FORCE FORCE FORCE'' when everyone gets tired during CD Recording and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; musica unifiante rehearsal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Oh gosh! I miss this moments. Oh I hate last goodbyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh yes, I may appeared like uninterested and can't be bothered. The actual fact is, I've been wanting to say ''I miss you." That's all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-1068732663780368652?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/1068732663780368652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=1068732663780368652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1068732663780368652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1068732663780368652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/06/conspiracy.html' title='Conspiracy'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-7889721865558763923</id><published>2009-05-28T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:42:08.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M A IPOD IDIOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thanks to my itchy hands, all the things that I've saved in my Ipod &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;all gone!&lt;/span&gt; Be it, thousands of pictures, powerpoints slides and some confidential items! Sri, you are officially&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; an ipod IDIOT&lt;/span&gt;! yes, I've done some backups on the photos but it was not complete! And most of the lost photos were my precious ones! Ah dang it!!! Lucky me, all the project works had some back ups. If not, I shall go &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAYWIRE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I going to persuade daddy to buy me a laptop seriously because my computer is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;driving me insane!&lt;/span&gt; And this June Holidays I'm going to make it happen because I've promised him that I shall contribute half of it from my pay. So this June holidays don't ever think that I will enjoy life to the fullest as I'm going to work my ass off for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Imac Book&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;study at the same time.&lt;/span&gt; I am not going to lose the battle of Mids again. Let me repeat, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;never ever ever lose this time!&lt;/span&gt; And at the same time, I'm trying to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;shed some weight&lt;/span&gt; so that I can regain back my old desired weight and thus my left knee &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;shall never scream again.&lt;/span&gt; This June holidays will be the battle of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;discipline&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;integrity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Yes Sri Nurulhuda, you can do it! Aja-aja fighting!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Things that I will avoid this coming June Holidays;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Korean Drama (ouh this sucks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rice (say no to carbohydrates)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Procasinate ( yes i tend to laze around)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shopping (OMG!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hanging around with friends (start hanging around with books?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Muhammad... (If you know who this person is, please shut up.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Insyaallah. Amin. :) Wish me luck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-7889721865558763923?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/7889721865558763923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=7889721865558763923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7889721865558763923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7889721865558763923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-ipod-idiot.html' title='I&apos;M A IPOD IDIOT'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-8795465068829349781</id><published>2009-05-18T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:13:51.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another burden has escaped.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At last the MIOO and MI Carnival is over. Alhamdulillah. I can now relax myself a little after the crucial practises and in depth thingking of the Gladiator Fighter. Yes many things cropped up during the preparation but alas it was blessing in disguise. MIOO marks the last performance of the Year 3 members. The journey that we went through together, be it 'In Harmony' concert to Brisbane Trip to 'Musica Unifiante', to SYF to MIOO all were well spent. The people that I'm going to miss the most will be Diyanah, Fatin and Faezah. The friendship built was the best memories that I had in MI AKE. Like I said, last goodbyes are my enemies.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;On other hand, the carnival was cool. Except that there were some problems with the inflatables. Because of that the business was kinda ruined and many gave up. However, we managed to find a solution to curb that problem. We used the beanbags from SAC and the Silat defend thingy for the base. And many guest started to queue for the game! We made a lot of sales even though the team did not manage to beat our targeted sales. Towards the end of the day, everyone was lethargic, same goes for me. But nevertheless, I had fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;oh yes!!! I've completed the 25 episodes of Boys Over Flowers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need someone to slap me for spending today's holidays watching Boys over Flowers. I was supposed to go to National Library for self study today and complete MOB tutorial 5 and study for Maths Test. I'm such a lazy skunk that lacks self discipline. Arghhghghhghg!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-8795465068829349781?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/8795465068829349781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=8795465068829349781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8795465068829349781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8795465068829349781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-burden-has-escaped.html' title='another burden has escaped.'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-6162734743761718526</id><published>2009-05-10T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:58:55.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GU JUN PYO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SgbrRvw_4MI/AAAAAAAAAaE/xsdBdGD2Q3k/s1600-h/boys+before+flowers.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334209498779214018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SgbrRvw_4MI/AAAAAAAAAaE/xsdBdGD2Q3k/s400/boys+before+flowers.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;OMG!!!! I'm soooo addicted to Boys before Flowers!!! I could sit in bed with my brother's lappy watching it! In just 2 days, I could finish 11 episodes, which means 11 hours of my life was wasted for it! And my lectures notes were still fresh! I'm so dead by now!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Upcoming Task&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;) SEA History project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) International History Test on Causes of Cold War&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) MI's Official Opening (MIOO)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) MI's ST Carnival&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and more on the list!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sri, AJA AJA FIGHTING!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-6162734743761718526?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/6162734743761718526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=6162734743761718526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6162734743761718526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6162734743761718526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/05/gu-jun-pyo.html' title='GU JUN PYO!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SgbrRvw_4MI/AAAAAAAAAaE/xsdBdGD2Q3k/s72-c/boys+before+flowers.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-2608695917056025630</id><published>2009-05-03T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:14:10.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Botanical Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did mentioned in my last post that I really can't wait for an outing?? Alhamdulillah it turned out fine but somehow the meeting up part with the ake-ians was not good! pfft.. babies! we were supposed to meet at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;12.30&lt;/span&gt; but we entered the park at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;1.30++???&lt;/span&gt; pfft! hahhaa nevertheless, Asrida and I ate a bread ice cream and talk until Diyanah comes. While waiting for the others to come, we went into the Botanical Park to set up the picnic area. Oh yes! the fine weather was with us all the time. Few moments later the others; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Baa, Faezah, Fatin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Hendra&lt;/span&gt; came and all of us had a perfect picnic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Game time! We had Twister Game but it's in Wild Wild Wet version! It's been long time since I played this game and during that time i was 58kg?? Hahah and now??? Asrida and I apparently lost the round and forfeit awaits us. Asrida had to dance around the big tree and it perturbs the other patrons. As for me, i became a dog trainer having an imaginary bitch to play with. Dang it! I should have stretched my legs to the side of the mat! And we had Indian Poker. This is such a brainy game and Baa always lose this game. Played Truth wo Dare. It was fun though, gossiping filled the air. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After which, all of us went to town which eventually we detoured back and took a bus to One Fullerton Starbucks. Oh yess!!! I saw &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Haizad Imran from 2x5 Dol!&lt;/span&gt; He's quite fair though *melts. Erm moving on, we talked and talked and talked. And till time passed by, it's time for us to go home and we had our last photo. The trip not end yet! All of the remaining 5 of us were eager to use the washroom for &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small businesses.&lt;/span&gt; Baa gave the idea of letting it go at the esplanade itself. And all of us had to speed walk passing through the Esplanade Bridge, crossing all patrons around. So far Baa and I were in the lead. When we were reaching esplanade, i lead the group to walk down the dark staircase. And Baa pulled my hair and alas &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i could not control my balance and BOOM! i tumbled down the staircase and all I knew i was kneeling down! &lt;/span&gt;And yes, near me was this &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;handsome guy&lt;/span&gt; looked at me with expression of symphathy! OMG!!! I am soooooo duperrrr embarassed that I just ignored the pain on my left knee and just aim for the toilet. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After the toilet trip, we went on separate ways as Daddy fetched me home! Oh yah, the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is back! I just love the outings and I want more! For pictures, please check on facebook or check it out Asrida, Bahirah and Faezah blog~!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-2608695917056025630?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/2608695917056025630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=2608695917056025630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/2608695917056025630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/2608695917056025630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/05/botanical-outing.html' title='Botanical Outing'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-7200835299080871511</id><published>2009-05-01T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:21:24.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So, my niece turned 3 last wednesday! The whole family ate Fried Bee Hoon with Mutton Rendang and Bro-in-law bought Swenson's Ice cream cake for the little princess! And yes, my niece had issues with her grandfather. My dad loves to tease her saying that lizzard is her best friend, which she denied it all the time because she bathed with 2 lizzards before and she screamed till the neighbour next door nearly called the ambulance. And she said that my father stink because he loves to smoke. She will always stand few metres away from my father. When she wants to go back, she refused to give my father flying kiss and a bear hug. Everytime when she wants to kiss my father's hand, she will kick my father behind my sister's back! How rude and revengeful she could be?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And yes something stupid happened at work today. I could not control my laughter and luckily Afiqah saved me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guest: Miss, how much is the fun photo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: $XXXX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guest: Ok, can give me 2 copy please?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: May i know your photo number please?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guest: Oh, I don't know. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: you just alight from the boat right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guest: No, I didn't take the ride. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: Erm the photo will be captured when you take the ride.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guest: Ouuu.. I must take the ride ah? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: WTH???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE IS SOOO DUMBO LAH CAN????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok I'm done here. oh yes! I really can't wait for tomorrow's outing! *winks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you acted as if you're not into her, but your body language says all. such a LOSER.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-7200835299080871511?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/7200835299080871511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=7200835299080871511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7200835299080871511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7200835299080871511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/05/out-of-mind.html' title='out of mind'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-2421028943533049878</id><published>2009-04-24T23:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:17:23.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SfHlJE_2VbI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/D9pgjraxj7U/s1600-h/syf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SfHlJE_2VbI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/D9pgjraxj7U/s400/syf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328291778279134642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Yes, you've heard me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Millennia Institute Angklung Kulintang Ensemble clinched the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt; Award for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;2009 SYF Central Judging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; Even though the whole school and ensemble expected Gold w Honours, its worthwhile. And yes, we kept the tradition going. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's next? MI's official opening performance, 09A4's Collosseum Warrior stall, MI Mart at Plaza Singapura. *massage head &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm worried for myself. Migraines is overpowering me. I'm easily agitated with even minor things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And worst, I could not breathe properly. And mom nags because my Roxy Box Bag caused knotted muscles at my back. I was forced to change bag and this sucks big time because i hate to change things which were still in good use. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my! this sunday is the only day I could pamper myself. Nah yet to. Because dad's gonna bring the whole family to Johor to celebrate Maulud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;salam hangat untuk cintamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;aku&lt;br /&gt;yang kandas dan patah hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;biarlah orang memandang lemah &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak mau bercinta lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;engkau yang dulu pernah ku cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;namun terlanjur kau bersamanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;dan kau terluka oleh cintanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;kini kau hadir ku sudah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Jera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-2421028943533049878?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/2421028943533049878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=2421028943533049878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/2421028943533049878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/2421028943533049878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/04/syf-mania.html' title='SYF mania'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SfHlJE_2VbI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/D9pgjraxj7U/s72-c/syf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-9063979711565733624</id><published>2009-04-18T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T12:13:01.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden is bliss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The pressure is there. Not the costume anymore. It’s just that the SYF is getting nearer. And yes, my migraine could not stop giving way to me, oh please, cut me some slack.&lt;br /&gt;My BK (Bas Kechil) and Angklung One, do be nice with me during SYF ok?&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry people. This is going to be a short post. I choose to keep things to myself, for the past few weeks. Like one said, silence is golden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You might never love someone as hard as you had the first time you’d fallen. –Jodi Picoult.   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-9063979711565733624?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/9063979711565733624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=9063979711565733624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/9063979711565733624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/9063979711565733624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/04/golden-is-bliss.html' title='Golden is bliss.'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-4633900146295848862</id><published>2009-04-05T10:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T10:53:30.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pressure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I have been experiencing sleepless nights for the past few days. I'm having a tough life now. The SYF costume is driving me nuts and everyone is badly affected by it. I swear that I shall not work with that lady seamstress in the future. Never. If I were to choose to work with her or walk with my feets in the air, I would rather take the second option. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The stress level is at its peak. And I guess I will knock out soon. Very soon. Nevertheless, I have those who cared. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*someone's birthday is around the corner.&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/9408942-4633900146295848862?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/4633900146295848862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=4633900146295848862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4633900146295848862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4633900146295848862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/04/pressure.html' title='pressure'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-4928171282004757501</id><published>2009-04-01T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:39:48.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PISSED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know this blog has not been well updated. And yes, I’ve seen a lot of tag boards coming by. I’m sorry people. I’m just too busy to keep this blog updated. Last month was not a good month for me. Same goes for the beginning of this month. I’ve received my GCE ‘A’ Levels MT results few weeks back and it showed disappointment in me. Nevermind, mistakes are mended to be made so that I can be a better person in future. Next thing is to let go of someone that I really love. My friends and colleagues knew about it and yes they were shocked. Any yea, they had stopped talking about him and I don’t have any heart to praise him like how I used to. Nevermind, its ok, I’m trying to cope with it, even though it’s hard to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month of April started off with a sense of disappointment and crushed at the same time. Mathematics test just killed me and I’m looking forward to receive 3/15 for it. And next thing would be the SYF costume. The huge bulk arrived today but it still needs some improvisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I’m still upset all these things happened. Laugh at me for all you care. I shall not be moved with all these obstacles. It’s either you people mind your own businesses or get your life straight first before talking about other people’s life. I mean it. I’m in no mood to entertain nonsense. In my mind now, is to study well so that I will not be under the ‘Superannuated’ position, then to give all my time in AKE so that we could bring glory to school, and most importantly, to modify the AKE costumes for the gentlemen so that they will not look like a cartoon character on stage and not forgetting the ladies. And lastly, to forget him. I MEAN IT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-4928171282004757501?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/4928171282004757501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=4928171282004757501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4928171282004757501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4928171282004757501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/04/pissed.html' title='PISSED'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-3979898797883728366</id><published>2009-03-01T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T09:56:56.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What you would do if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You were the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who was spending the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh I wish that I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Was looking into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Looking into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Looking into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh won't you walk through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And bust in the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And take me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh no more mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cause in your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'd like to stay... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-3979898797883728366?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/3979898797883728366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=3979898797883728366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/3979898797883728366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/3979898797883728366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-thinking-of-you-thinking-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-402801127639182282</id><published>2009-02-19T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:22:11.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My tummy is aching. I'm feeling like hell, and things in school just ain't going well. My strength is gone, I know I'm going to die and I can't get up, no matter how hard I try. My nose won't stop running, I've got a sore throat when I try to talk, I sounded like a goat.My head feels like a football, that somebody kicked,and my stomach's cramping, I think I'm going to be sick. I have to eat liquids or I'll throw up again, and that's the way it comes out down at my other end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey boy, I wished that you were here by my side hoping me to get well soon. But I  just can't. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-402801127639182282?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/402801127639182282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=402801127639182282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/402801127639182282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/402801127639182282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-tummy-is-aching.html' title=''/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-6264930456388409823</id><published>2009-02-14T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:45:30.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I nearly got my nephew &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lost&lt;/span&gt; at Danga Bay just now. Coz I follow the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Winnie the Pooh Roadshow&lt;/span&gt; just now. What a bad Auntie I am! Today is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Valentines Day&lt;/span&gt;. I’m not celebrating it. So, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;don’t bother&lt;/span&gt; asking me &lt;em&gt;how’s my date&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;what did my boyfriend gave me for V Day. &lt;/em&gt;Because I proud to announce that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I’m single&lt;/span&gt; yo! And daddy bought mom a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;gold bracelet from Golden Chance!!!&lt;/span&gt; Baik ah! I asked daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Daddy: Ayah belikan mama bracelet abeh, yiyi nye takder?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( you bought mama bracelet, but what’s for me??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Mommy: Alah asal yiyi tak mintak ____ belikan yiyi??&lt;em&gt;(why dun you ask ‘’your bf’’ buy for you??)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then she add on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Ey hari nie kan V Day? Yiyi tak keluar ngan dier?? Dier keje tak ari nie?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;(today’s V Day right? Didn’t you suppose to go out with him??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;MOM, HE’S NOT MY BOYFRIEND! AND YOU MISTOOK HIM FOR MY BOYFRIEND!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;On another note, im enjoying the trip just now! Sorry baby nephew, auntie was such an ass leaving you alone! When you grow up, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;please take a revenge on me!&lt;/span&gt; Daddy broke news that somehow made me think deeply. He said we are going to move to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Marsiling&lt;/span&gt;. It was for my benefit because there is a straight bus to school. And the other news was, my father’s good friend offered me a job at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Singapore Zoological Garden&lt;/span&gt; as a part time supervisor under Fun Photo Retail Shop. I’m in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt; now. First, I’m not ready to leave Tampines and ETP because this place was part of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my life.&lt;/span&gt; The people, the environment and the man that I deeply loved lived there. I need to think again. Dad said that no use the three of us lived in a huge house because all my other siblings had their own apartments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Argh! This is killing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY TO ALL THOSE WHO CELEBRATED IT! AND FOR MY FRIENDS THAT HAD THEIR BIRTHDAY FALLS ON THESE LOVING DAY, I WISH YOU PEOPLE HAPPY BIRTHDAY AND MAY GOD BLESS YOU PEOPLE WITH A LOT OF LUCK AND LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, check out this msn conversation that I had with my ake senior, hendra! Hilarious I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NEAR YEAT FAR says:&lt;br /&gt;ey wheres my flower??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;`★ says:&lt;br /&gt;in my pantsss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;`★ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NEAR YEAT FAR says:&lt;br /&gt;why in your pants, not in my hands???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;`★ says:&lt;br /&gt;AHAh&lt;br /&gt;`★ says:&lt;br /&gt;do you knw which "flower" i am talking abt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NEAR YEAT FAR says:&lt;br /&gt;yes i know. im not in favour of that 'flower' coz i know its undetachable lah gong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;`★ says:&lt;br /&gt;oklah&lt;br /&gt;`★ says:&lt;br /&gt;later i give u a plastic one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NEAR YEAT FAR says:&lt;br /&gt;tsk. i want sunflower!!!!the fresh one! send it my house. NOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;`★ says:&lt;br /&gt;i send u sunflower seeds laaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NEAR YEAT FAR says:&lt;br /&gt;ahhh nonsense. tak romantic sia you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-6264930456388409823?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/6264930456388409823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=6264930456388409823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6264930456388409823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6264930456388409823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/02/v-day.html' title='V Day!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-5880150075760567148</id><published>2009-02-12T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:31:28.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hot and Spicy Dry Noodle. I hate that food officially. Tasteless yet super spicy! Not worth my $4.50. I rather went to Pastamania! Argh! Angry!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Niwae, I had a new eye candy. I shared with it Fatah, my OG clan. And he appeared in the library. I was taking nap and this conversation took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Fatah: Ey bangun. &lt;em&gt;(Wake up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Me: Asl sey? &lt;em&gt;(Why?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Fatah: Tadi aku nampak orang yang kau suke. &lt;em&gt;(I saw your eye candy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Me: Sape? &lt;em&gt;(Who?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Fatah: Alah yang tadi kat canteen. &lt;em&gt;(The one that we saw in the canteen)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Me: Kau jgn bedek ar. &lt;em&gt;(Dun lie!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Fatah: Betol, tak bedek, tadi dier pass by kat sini. Aku nak kejot kau, tapi game aku lom habis. Dah lame jugak ah dier kat sini tadi.&lt;em&gt; (I didn’t lie. He did passed by here just now. I wanted to wake you up, but I was playing my PSP and my game yet to end! And he’s been here quite long time you know)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Me: (OMG face!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-5880150075760567148?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/5880150075760567148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=5880150075760567148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5880150075760567148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5880150075760567148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/02/hot-and-spicy-dry-noodle.html' title=''/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-8419496753945184518</id><published>2009-02-03T20:10:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:45:30.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ORIENTATION 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, the orientation is not bad after all. Macedonia is the best. Period. Let the pictures do the talking for today's Impero 2009!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298543526810402706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SYg1Q8Z6v5I/AAAAAAAAAYs/V0_iYcdjaN4/s320/IMG_4552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Mr Impero 2009??? Erm, NOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298543921746157906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SYg1n7p8IVI/AAAAAAAAAY0/PEAPaqQibDc/s320/IMG_4555.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Another way of shielding yourself from the hot scorching sun, Rugby Ball.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298545338224178290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SYg26YcndHI/AAAAAAAAAY8/cBVQGgo5zVo/s320/IMG_4556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Macedonia/Warrior Chief Cheerleader in action!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298545816459766370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SYg3WOA3amI/AAAAAAAAAZE/UBP9vGA3dxY/s320/IMG_4558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Macedonia Chief in Action!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298546699538110178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SYg4JnvJluI/AAAAAAAAAZM/WMos8XOnJOw/s320/IMG_4571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meet the ''tallest'' guy in Millennia Institute, Amiruddin &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298547120239041154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SYg4iG-EWoI/AAAAAAAAAZU/GbjDN-RBMNM/s320/IMG_4572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quarter of Mr Azman's Warriors!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298547452039666754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SYg41bBgHEI/AAAAAAAAAZc/uQTe7zET4jw/s320/IMG_4578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheeky people of Macedonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298548893017027554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SYg6JTFRs-I/AAAAAAAAAZk/44dY_15piIM/s320/IMG_4580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Possessed'' Session&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298549801150365906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SYg6-KJIwNI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/sLlEmVEtWRE/s320/IMG_4585.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at Amir's butt, its a no wonder Sean covered his face!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ole Ole Macedonia!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-8419496753945184518?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/8419496753945184518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=8419496753945184518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8419496753945184518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8419496753945184518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/02/orientation-2009.html' title='ORIENTATION 2009'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SYg1Q8Z6v5I/AAAAAAAAAYs/V0_iYcdjaN4/s72-c/IMG_4552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-8409301009437243465</id><published>2009-02-01T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T11:45:28.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DECODE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;How did we get here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I used to know you so well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;How did we get here? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think i know how. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-8409301009437243465?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/8409301009437243465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=8409301009437243465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8409301009437243465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8409301009437243465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/02/decode.html' title='DECODE'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-1054706430190306181</id><published>2009-01-29T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:38:14.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bride Wars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SYGtDFgrtOI/AAAAAAAAAYk/zfzBy0YLTxA/s1600-h/bride+wars.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296704905294886114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SYGtDFgrtOI/AAAAAAAAAYk/zfzBy0YLTxA/s320/bride+wars.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Imagine this; you were with couple of friends in the cinema. You were waiting for the movie to start and you were comfortably seated with box of popcorns in your hands. Suddenly without you realizing, a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hotdog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, covered with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mustard and chili sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dropped behind your back. What are you going to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the victim who got the hotdog on my back. Lucky me, the hotdog was wrapped in a plastic, or I shall create a scene! I was about to shout, ‘’whose **** is this??? Can you please take it back??’’ Yeah, so much of employing ushers in the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;La Cumparsita and Viva La Vida, I’m base-ing you now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-1054706430190306181?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/1054706430190306181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=1054706430190306181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1054706430190306181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1054706430190306181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/01/bride-wars.html' title='Bride Wars'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SYGtDFgrtOI/AAAAAAAAAYk/zfzBy0YLTxA/s72-c/bride+wars.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-3249137617133291605</id><published>2009-01-27T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T01:34:44.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIND MINDS MINDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SX3z90UDsVI/AAAAAAAAAYc/4n-OCkEjVIE/s1600-h/n723176095_2017077_9041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SX3z90UDsVI/AAAAAAAAAYc/4n-OCkEjVIE/s400/n723176095_2017077_9041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295656980197912914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CAPPLE%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="Street"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="address"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MINDS CAFÉ WAS FUN!!!&lt;/span&gt; More of that place please?? Jenga was pressurizing and my dare was to dance around the room! Luckily zapin saved me. And Dirty Minds Game was super dirty! So those who were dirty minded, you shall ace that game! I had fun. Period. And the surprise for asrida worked out as planned. Poor Ms Asrida, she had hard time blowing the candle!!! That’s the fun part! I lie a lot to the birthday girl! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lie1:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Initially I took a train. But somehow, the train was packed and seems that the cake was not at ease. And since I’m late, I alighted halfway and hailed a cab, which I told asrida that daddy is sending me there!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lie 2: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Asrida called and asked where am I. So, I created another lie, I told her that I was in PIE reaching soon. But on the other hand, I was on the phone with Hendra coz I got lost in the middle of &lt;st1:street&gt;&lt;st1:address&gt;Boat   Quay Street&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt;! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lie 3: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I told the whole gang that I’m going to the toilet but beforehand, I SMS-ed almost everyone except for birthday girl to get ready! Haha the birthday girl bought it! Haha! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WORKING&lt;/span&gt; during &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ETP&lt;/span&gt; Retail shop is a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KILLER&lt;/span&gt;. Guest barged in and bought things and expect to be served immediately. And they demand for new styou!ck, photos slideshow to be played again! And worst, the retail shop was someone a place for guest relation office, where agitated guest will ‘file’commplains that the ride was boring or inflexibility to take the ride in threes and few mechanical checks been done. It’s boring I tell you, P.O.S people! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And, working with farah can be challenging and brain cracking! Well, it’s inside retail story! Hopefully tomorrow will never be the same as what happened just now! Good night world and good night, Romeo. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Romeo take me somewhere, we can be alone.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting; all there's left to do is run.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess.&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story, baby, just say yes-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-3249137617133291605?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/3249137617133291605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=3249137617133291605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/3249137617133291605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/3249137617133291605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/01/mind-minds-minds.html' title='MIND MINDS MINDS'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SX3z90UDsVI/AAAAAAAAAYc/4n-OCkEjVIE/s72-c/n723176095_2017077_9041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-3701654889692641784</id><published>2009-01-22T21:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:59:48.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Owe present</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I SERIOUSLY OWE THIS PEOPLE STATED BELOW A BIRTHDAY PRESENT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) FARAH NABILAH (5TH JANUARY)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294113482768531778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SXh4KcUGQUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/L6eBzc0vlGk/s400/IMG_6034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;2) MUHAMMAD SYUKRI (18TH JANUARY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294115530694801442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SXh6BpbxOCI/AAAAAAAAAYA/aP-dXaqVI6I/s400/DSC00980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3) ASRIDA (26TH JANUARY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294116444207397410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SXh620iJOiI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/CIKXtP5QNxs/s400/n723176095_1875985_139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ANYONE ELSE THAT I'VE MISSED????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-3701654889692641784?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/3701654889692641784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=3701654889692641784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/3701654889692641784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/3701654889692641784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/01/owe-present.html' title='Owe present'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SXh4KcUGQUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/L6eBzc0vlGk/s72-c/IMG_6034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-5723317881421366108</id><published>2009-01-22T20:53:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:34:40.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>January</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Bukit Timah Hike was a success. Everyone get back to school safe and sound except for Mdm Shamala who had minor injuries. She’s a fighter I must say. With the pain that she suffers, yet she still continues the hike and reached the summit. Ok, I had troubles climbing up and down the steep stairs and I could feel that my left knee was screaming, begging for some mercies! But, I had great teammates like Zahrah, Farah, Julie, Sabariah, Amir, Shawn and other HG 1’s to guide me throughout the hike! These caring people will always took turns checking on me and making sure that I wasn’t injured nor had my knee snapped. Love them all deep deep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I had no ideas what else to blog about, basically let the pictures do the takings of what January 2009 happenings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) AKE BBQ PIT D-47&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294101559439217602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SXhtUac3U8I/AAAAAAAAAWI/MG_TI_ibTg4/s320/IMG_4465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AKE Beauties Ya'll!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294102114819495234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SXht0vZ11UI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/KKHgeXU9Qk0/s320/IMG_4487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Game session with beloved seniors&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2) BON VOYAGE MS WEE @ T3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294102687058687586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SXhuWDKS9mI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Ptqm_yP3Aws/s320/n723176095_1903474_1667.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Owl ladies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294103093468778450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SXhuttKAz9I/AAAAAAAAAWg/gLiZhp0aNEo/s320/n723176095_1903481_3960.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Meet the best players of "Bluff'' aka ''Cheat''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3) STAFF PARTY 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294104444921208290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SXhv8XtYXeI/AAAAAAAAAWw/4CfFm8AGSqE/s320/n727573018_1206486_7108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slipknot vs Mrs Adams???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294105512736514226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SXhw6hoY4LI/AAAAAAAAAW4/M2vaN4tSL5E/s320/n727573018_1206487_7368.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hantu 'Terperanjat'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4) Sourpuss Outing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294105993418019506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SXhxWgTykrI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ZHBarN-PkKE/s320/IMG_4525.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't drool please.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294106588747736674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SXhx5KFdJmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/wfSpCyNo9k0/s320/IMG_4514.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Before eat pose first.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5) Carnival Outing to Arab Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294107531415006994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SXhywBy2LxI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/-6WyYV9B_iU/s320/n693617136_1230720_435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ms Revenue 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294107938104874818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SXhzHs1RF0I/AAAAAAAAAXY/DZNTqXVnoL0/s320/n693617136_1230687_8628.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Take a good look at Adzri's expression. I made him did that. *evil laughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294109438859300450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SXh0fDlATmI/AAAAAAAAAXo/p-B2vbLDtVQ/s320/n693617136_1230718_8276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meet Revenue's own Siamese twins!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Now, who said that I didn't enjoy myself to the fullest???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PS: I'm still traumatized by the BKE fatal Accident!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SXhvv9qN7_I/AAAAAAAAAWo/bjOmS8kJ-JY/s1600-h/n727573018_1206486_7108.jpg"&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-5723317881421366108?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/5723317881421366108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=5723317881421366108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5723317881421366108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5723317881421366108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/01/january.html' title='January'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SXhtUac3U8I/AAAAAAAAAWI/MG_TI_ibTg4/s72-c/IMG_4465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-4954777907852463985</id><published>2009-01-12T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T22:51:38.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dread</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dread to school today. In class, I had lost all my attentions to my teachers and some new friend found. I guess, I have yet to move on. I have no idea how much time I need to accept the reality that I can’t move on with her not by my side. I used to sit with her, every single school day. We used to fight to sit or stand in front so that we could clearly see our crushes or eye candies or whatsoever! During lesson time, she will be the one to endure all my whines and rants, whether the lesson is boring, whenever I’m hungry, when I’m sleepy, or I’m just plain lazy to read. We always had tongue war because she said Pokka Green tea tasted horrible and Winnie the Pooh is a Gay Fatso. I shall miss all memories I had with her. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NURUL JANNA MARICAN&lt;/span&gt;, you are greatly missed by me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, the motivational talk moved me. For the day, I only enjoyed the Kung Fu Panda movie review. That’s it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday is history, Tomorrow is mystery and Today it’s a gift.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-4954777907852463985?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/4954777907852463985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=4954777907852463985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4954777907852463985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4954777907852463985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/01/dread.html' title='Dread'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-5935489343601647435</id><published>2009-01-06T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T01:00:17.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I NEED SLEEP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SWI8KPrHrqI/AAAAAAAAAWA/XWGn3M3BQjY/s1600-h/DSC00984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287855059190132386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SWI8KPrHrqI/AAAAAAAAAWA/XWGn3M3BQjY/s400/DSC00984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;For the first time of my life, I have completed things that I really earned so much! 16solid hours of sleep!!!! OMG what a feeling man! I need a break from school, work, ake and life. the story goes like these; I’m working AME shift last 4th January, but beforehand, I went to spent overnight at T3 with other ake-ians to send ms wee off. I did take few naps though. After sending ms wee off, we moved on to do a mini surprise for diyanah, which her birthday falls on the same day. Poor Asrida had to entertain her while Hendra and I went to fetch Diyanah’s boyfriend. At last, we managed to surprise the birthday girl! After which I headed to ETP and had a cool shower there. I was caught sleeping in retail shop!!! I went back home straight after work. I thought of taking nap while waiting for my brother to use the shower room. Alas, the naps turned into a sweet tight sleep that I could ever imagine. Mom was shocked because I did not responded to her calls and naggings, and as she thought I fainted or die (touch wood please), she complained to my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father: Lagi 5 minit kau tak bangun, aku call AMBULANCE &lt;em&gt;(in 5 mins, you did not wake up, I shall call the ambulance!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I woke up at 10 in the morning with a big spin in my head!! But now, im still sleepy! Then went to buy the black dress for the staff party. Fast forward, went to the staff party and yah. It was rather mundane compared to last year’s. I’m done for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-5935489343601647435?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/5935489343601647435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=5935489343601647435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5935489343601647435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5935489343601647435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-need-sleep.html' title='I NEED SLEEP.'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SWI8KPrHrqI/AAAAAAAAAWA/XWGn3M3BQjY/s72-c/DSC00984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-6866526952192043199</id><published>2008-12-31T22:56:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:57:43.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waaaaalllaaaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Oh well, time to post before the clocks strikes 12 midnight! I had the best time ever during these past few days except for a few :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l these were the two events that I went during my free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st stop, Jon’s Christmas party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I had tons of fun and the devil curry was delicious!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285975370555248562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SVuOl91oz7I/AAAAAAAAAUw/m615nHIm_tY/s320/IMG_4312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;All of us had fun time grabbing some chocolates and you could see me and Sham so ‘jakun’ coz we put all the chocolates into our ‘’box’’!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285975726710622066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SVuO6snsh3I/AAAAAAAAAU4/I03_56P8JIY/s320/IMG_4331.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which ended up been kidnapped by Syukri and Jumadi!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285976040824953762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SVuPM-yY26I/AAAAAAAAAVA/URWq2lnD3v8/s320/IMG_4330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Then we played a small game and ended up I lose the game and had to complete a forfeit, which is to eat the ‘timeout’ chocolate dipped with chilli sauce. It sounds and looks gross, but who cares? I’m enjoying the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285976546268828610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SVuPqZtmU8I/AAAAAAAAAVI/SYaIO51QIs4/s320/IMG_4347.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home at about midnight coz some of us had to commit morning shifts and as for me, I’m off duty! This means more sleeping time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*photo of the day;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285981624918484770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SVuUSBKCJyI/AAAAAAAAAVo/5wuYv4oZ7h8/s320/IMG_4335.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ungu Violet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;2nd stop, Outings with Ake-ians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We were supposed to meet at noon, but some of us were overslept, which ended up meeting at 3. As per normal, I was the last person to arrive. I was reluctant to get ready to meet them coz, I was glued to watch Titanic. I am the type of person if I watch a movie; it’s a must for me to stay still until the show ends. And yes, mom will never let me off until I have hanged all the clothes and vacuum my room, which resembles a hair saloon. Initially, we planned to play bowling; but the waiting list was a killer. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I suggested to watch ‘’Bedtime Stories’’ because Adam Sandler leads the story!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285977841617020002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SVuQ1zQrJGI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/f_TcWsLxClo/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Suddenly, I had the urge to send random messages to Asrida asking where she was. And apparently, she was at the Marina Barrage! Off we went to meet her, Hendra and Khidir. It was a great evening to be spent and the trip was worthwhile! Other than Marina Barrage, we traveled to Esplanade to continue our next game and it was again, worthwhile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285978987049281970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SVuR4eVAabI/AAAAAAAAAVY/wyk_SQ-rAis/s320/IMG_4400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285979317022906770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SVuSLrk2WZI/AAAAAAAAAVg/mVqyyKpNLc8/s320/IMG_4405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*photo of the day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285982443117762034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SVuVBpL8VfI/AAAAAAAAAV4/_iOqj73KxPo/s320/IMG_4376.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love is Cinta version AKE ey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cherrios!!!! And Happy 2009!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-6866526952192043199?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/6866526952192043199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=6866526952192043199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6866526952192043199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6866526952192043199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/12/waaaaalllaaaa.html' title='Waaaaalllaaaa!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SVuOl91oz7I/AAAAAAAAAUw/m615nHIm_tY/s72-c/IMG_4312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-1059675007603680663</id><published>2008-12-23T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:07:28.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musique Unifiante</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ok, I shall be a good woman and do a proper update since; I have all the time in the world! like real only kan? Anyway, Musique Unifiante was a blast! I really had super duper zuper time dancing, extra high on chocolates and create a lie and came out with a nasty plan to enhance the excitement. Ok, lets go one by one, because, I had tons of stories to tell! Beware; today’s post will be fun of excitement, secrecy, tinge of sadness and slight of emoish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hilarious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ake is going to perform in the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;public!!!&lt;/span&gt;ok, that’s not the hot news. The hot news is, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Crimson Sun’s AWESOME!!!&lt;/span&gt; After all those crazy practices and tons of scolding and counting of music bars, it was worthwhile! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Angklung One, you girls rock!&lt;/span&gt; And Sabrina thanks for tolerating my counting nonsense! I remembered one of the practices that we had in school. The one where all of us had to act &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fierce&lt;/span&gt; when the song ends. I was scrutinizing the whole ensemble coz my parts yet to come and all looked very serious and Diyanah and Hidayah stared at the conductor as if the conductor owed them $50! And when I saw Hendra, OMG! Instead of showing his fierce expression, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;he freaking pout!!!&lt;/span&gt; I should have not looked at his freaking expression!!!! I missed my parts! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Diyanah, the emcee.  Baa and I saw you fall like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;‘’nangka busuk’’!!!!&lt;/span&gt; She &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;slipped&lt;/span&gt; and falls flat on her bump! Ms Alicia was totally speechless!!! She was like, ‘’let’s welcome the Angklung blabla bla…. Woohooooooo!’’ and within split seconds, she falls and can still ‘’Woohhhoooooo-ing’’!! The whole ensemble just witnessed another version of America’s Funniest Video! It took me a while to settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one of the Ayo Mama practices. I was playing the Bass Kulintang together with Baa and Nurul. Ok, no harm, the bass part was rather mundane coz it was repeated. So Baa and I decided to do something fun. Like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;shaking, jumping and dancing!&lt;/span&gt;!! We thought that Ms Wee was furious about it coz she stared at us and to me directly. At last, she laughed and joined in the fun! I mean, from the conductors podium!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Thank God I’m a Country Boy practices. Diyanah treat it like a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dangdut session&lt;/span&gt; and she just shake the upper part of her body! Because of the both of us, all those who were not playing were asked to dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my mom got pissed off coz she couldn’t pass &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Epok-epok&lt;/span&gt; that she bought for me, coz the ushers disallow her too! She kept complaining! And she slept during first half of the concert! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top secret&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On the day of the concert, it’s one of the ake-ians birthday, apparently its &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hendra&lt;/span&gt;. Asrida, came to me and said that she need to collect the stuffs for the birthday boy. Well at last, after few distractions, she went off with another junior and collects the things. So, poor birthday boy! And yes, during one of the band practices, some of us went out to prepare things for him &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;without his knowledge.&lt;/span&gt; Ms Wee and Ms Alicia decided to distract him as he was watching the band performing. ( like as if he knew we were planning something for him!)  the rest of the ake-ians were inside the dressing room. After much planning and brain cracking, we decided to use Asrida as our main crew to surprise the birthday boy. I knew it was cruel but somehow, Asrida agreed to it. So off we crept slowly to the dressing room while the birthday boy seated in the hall. We told the rest our plans and off they went to follow Asrida to carry out plan One. The plan Two was that, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I’m supposed to run into the hall and shout ‘’ Asrida fainted!!!!’’&lt;/span&gt; ok, the plan Two was well planned. Yus and I ran like some mad women and barged into the birthday boy. Ms Wee, whom already knew the plan she was like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;‘’Oh really??’’&lt;/span&gt; and she laughed behind the birthday boy. So, to make things real I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ran&lt;/span&gt;. Yes! I ran! The best part was, the birthday boy ran as if there was no sense of urgency. Perhaps he was too tired or he’s immune to all this. Upon seeing the crowd, he was&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; shocked!!!&lt;/span&gt; With birthday cake!!! Asrida!!! We did it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tinge of sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Musique Unifiante was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ms Wee’s last concert&lt;/span&gt;. It’s hard to believe that she’s leaving us. She cried when we played second surprise piece for her. I shall miss her deeply because she is so patience in handling difficult students and her motherly figure in taking care of us totally pushed all of us to perform our very best and very caring towards all of us during our Brisbane trip. Among all, I shall miss her shouting and her stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to RP, suddenly, I had the urge to sit alone in the bus. I plugged on the headphones to my ear. And yes, I was thinking of him. I played the song that he usually sings. Well, I shall not continue. Skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be the very last performance with the seniors. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I’m going to miss them. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conclusion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I’m delighted that everything about AKE for this year has &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;over!&lt;/span&gt; CD Recordings and Musique Unifiante. I’ve received &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bouquet of roses from dearest Janna and Rizal and Nizar. And Winnie the Pooh Balloons from Arifah! And a bracelet that Janna bought for me!&lt;/span&gt; OMG!!! I’m feeling-feeling Diva on that time! All of us went home late and luckily daddy fetched me home. Yeah, that’s about it folks!&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/9408942-1059675007603680663?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/1059675007603680663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=1059675007603680663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1059675007603680663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1059675007603680663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/12/musique-unifiante.html' title='Musique Unifiante'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-7709586689678783671</id><published>2008-12-12T00:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:22:38.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIDDA BOY</title><content type='html'>At last! Recording is over! The timing’s killed me! almost everyday, I had to wake up way early in the morning to catch the 7.30AM train and met Diyanah at Kembangan. And the next big thing, Musica Unifante. Yes a week to go and I’m free! Not. The guests in Escape Theme Park were dying to be served by me! Now tell me, how on earth I shall get to rest at home, or go shopping??? I shall go for a full body massage and I’ve yet to enjoy the Spa voucher that I gained from EXSA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! Yesterday, I went for the EXSA Award ceremony to be presented a certificate and yes, to enjoy the viewing of graceful horse galloping at the race track! First time I get to enter the turf club, well, not to bet. There were a lot of uncles and aunties and tai-tais placing their bets hoping for great reward. Well I do get winked by this dark brown horse. Well, perhaps it thinks that I’m the same species as it. Or perhaps the skin tone similarities?? Everyone get their hard work been paid off. We do get to shake and snap pictures with white collar people in Guest services lines and get to grab some tips from them. Well, I had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight the Movie is in Singapore now!!! Edward! I’m coming!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for the photos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-7709586689678783671?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/7709586689678783671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=7709586689678783671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7709586689678783671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7709586689678783671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/12/gidda-boy.html' title='GIDDA BOY'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-3432522701827558463</id><published>2008-12-01T23:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:42:59.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$0.50</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I didn’t know that to record a music, gonna take few hours and can be stretched into whole day! Just for today, we did recordings for ‘’Over the Rainbow’’ and ‘’Ayo Ma Ma’’ like nearly dozen time! And, all my energy been totally used up by the Bass Angklung in ‘’Over the Rainbow’’! OMG! That instrument is so big and loud ok? And to shake it, you must use your arm strength fully! Like that, no need to go gym can? I came across this conversation with Baa when the both of us whine coz the Bass Angklung is killing us. Sorry people, this is in Malay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baa: Mak kau! Nie bende berat sak nak shake! Boleh mati sak aku!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Alah main jer. Jap lagi leh gi lunch break.&lt;br /&gt;Baa: Sia lah.. nie bende kalau bagi nenek aku pon bagus!!&lt;br /&gt;ROFL! Baa! No link ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh, tomorrow another recording. I did manage to grab some nap time in the centre stage while waiting for my cue to start. Yes, Diyanah was right beside me and I woke up when I heard loud screeching voice from my conductor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274846676725559426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/STQFGurgcII/AAAAAAAAAOo/Iq-lYWfCFik/s320/newmooncover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh yes! Right after AKE, I was very enthusiastic in getting another book by Stephenie Mayer, ‘’New Moon’’ yes, I was very enthusiastic in purchasing this book despite feeling too tired after the recording. To my disappointment, when I went to West Mall Popular Store, the book was out of stock, same goes with Causeway Point. Upon reaching Tampines, I went to Sans Bookshop and another failure walked by; when the lady told me that she just sold it to another guest right before me. Then I went to Times and same goes the reason. That new trainer from Times was very lucky that I didn’t kick up a big fuss just now. He seems uninterested to cater my needs in helping me to check other outlet. Then I made a move to Popular and I saw New Moon! Standing bravely at the book rack, waiting for me to bring it back home. But alas, the book costs, $19.21. And in my hands, I only have $18.85. Like I need about $0.50 to top it up right? I feel like crying at that moment coz that book only left 3 copies and I’ve searched high and low for it, from West, to North and to East. I called mom to meet me, but she’s praying and she’s not in pink of health. I called my brother, all I could get was he hung up the phone coz he’s in the meeting. I put back the book with the tinge of sadness because I felt like a loser. I walked around the mall aimlessly and I nearly asked a stranger for a $0.50. But too bad, I’m wearing school uniform. Then I went off towards the mrt station. I was hoping that I bumped into people like Melati, Kelly, Sham, Janna and many on the list, with hoping to get $0.50 from them. Suddenly an angel came across me! She’s willing to borrow me $0.50 and kept asking whether the money is sufficient or not. Well, because of her, I manage to buy the book! And the angel is..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274846901628019570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/STQFT0gbo3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/rVfYA1HuAxw/s320/IMG_5511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;N&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, I’m like a happy kid now!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-3432522701827558463?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/3432522701827558463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=3432522701827558463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/3432522701827558463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/3432522701827558463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/12/050.html' title='$0.50'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/STQFGurgcII/AAAAAAAAAOo/Iq-lYWfCFik/s72-c/newmooncover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-824123396240565633</id><published>2008-11-30T20:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:32:25.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not the end. yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/STKhko6piqI/AAAAAAAAAOg/TJheZfQIPME/s1600-h/twilightcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274455764435045026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/STKhko6piqI/AAAAAAAAAOg/TJheZfQIPME/s320/twilightcover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the first time in my entire life, I’ve always lost interest in reading novels and would take ages to finish them. Then I came across ‘’Twilight’’ by Stephenie Meyer. Now I get the reason why many of my friends willing to do spent their money just for the novel itself. And yes, it took me only a week to finish the whole book! Ok, I knew I’m a slow reader, but still the achievement is only for me! It’s worth reading. It’s about teenage girl, Bella falling in love with Edward a vampire. Then they went through ups and downs as their love is a forbidden relationship against the mysterious coven of vampires. Yes, baby, this is a love story with bite. And now, proceeding with another twilight saga, New Moon. And I shall wait for BAHIRAH BAHAR to get it fresh for me from Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Oh man! CD recording is tomorrow and this will be stretched over till this Thursday. Ayo Mama, here I come! Like seriously, if the refreshments is going to be just biscuits and teas, I swear I shall sulk. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh yah! I have no idea, why I do have rashes all over my body?? Am I going to die or syphilis? Ok, none of these gonna happen!!! I swear!!! The rashes totally spoiled my mood! Damn you rashes! Mom was such a sweetheart coz she ‘’kidnapped’’ few aloe Vera from the next door and applied it to my skin. Well, the itch lessens a bit. But somehow, it’s perturbs me to the max. I hope the itch will be at ease tomorrow. You didn’t want me to scratch like a monkey throughout the whole recording kan? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bella: I miss you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Edward: I know, Bella. Believe me, i know. It's like you've taken half my self away from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Bella: Come and get it, then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Edward: Soon, as soon as I possibly can. I will make you safe first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Bella: I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Edward: Could you believe that, despite everything I've put you through , I love you, too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Bella: Yes, I can, actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Edward: I'll come for you soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Bella: I'll be waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-824123396240565633?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/824123396240565633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=824123396240565633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/824123396240565633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/824123396240565633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-not-end-yet.html' title='it&apos;s not the end. yet'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/STKhko6piqI/AAAAAAAAAOg/TJheZfQIPME/s72-c/twilightcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-639812898842204784</id><published>2008-11-24T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:30:15.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Today a guest totally touched my heart. I was supposed to report mid shift and to relieve May May for her break in retail shop. I saw this special guest already well prepared to take the 15 meters drop, Flume Ride. Then I saw Nazrul entered the shop and explained the guest that he can’t take the ride due to his incapability in holding the vertical hand rail. From afar, I could see his face totally change from an on-the-ball expression to an expression of rejection. He was totally upset that he could not take the ride, but what made me nearly shed tears was that he kept his feelings and gave his father a fake smile, while seeing his other siblings were enjoying the thrill of the ride. I wish I could talk to him but I’m afraid that I will burst into tears and that’s embarrassing. In my heart, I silently prayed that he will get all the blessings that he earned for. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Anyway, I had late dinner at alfresco with the other crews and practically we had talks that actually and some catch ups. Ok, Sukarno, this little junior of mine told me how he met his recent girlfriend. I admired the perseverance and courage that she has. It reminds me of myself; it’s just that I don’t have the courage to confess to this guy that I’ve liked for about two and a half years. Dhai and Janna and perhaps others who knew about this always pester me to take this leap of faith to confess to him before its too late. But people, I think it’s already late for me to tell. Don’t you think so?? Yes I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Retailing with Kelly and May May is equals to fun! I like! Just now, I encounter this guest in Flume Shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guest: excuse me, this ride ah got two slide right??&lt;br /&gt;Me: yes sir, this is the only water ride that we have here.&lt;br /&gt;Guest: must go through both slides ah?? Can we only take the short slide?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (????) Errm, no sir, you have take both slides.&lt;br /&gt;Guest walked off. OMG man!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I ever think about is you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I just got to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you ever think, when you’re all alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that we could be, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where this thing could go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it really just another crush&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you catch a breath, when I look at you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you holding back, like the way I do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I’m trying, try to walk away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I know this crush ain’t going away, going away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-639812898842204784?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/639812898842204784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=639812898842204784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/639812898842204784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/639812898842204784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/11/blessed.html' title='Blessed.'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-1641627625981714341</id><published>2008-11-13T22:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:23:48.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saya penat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think I had a crush on Nicholas Cage; I simply love all his films that I’ve watched. Just yesterday, I’ve watch National Treasure: Book of Treasure and Bangkok Dangerous. It was simply breathtaking and all his acting’s were great! Ok, so what is he’s old? But still, I had crush on him!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268144295784510386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SRw1Uz-8c7I/AAAAAAAAAOI/nwqkILtTQjw/s320/side6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For two straight days, I’ve been following Zahrah to find a suitable job for her. OMG! She’s fussy lah dey! But hopefully she does get a decent job. Just now in Bus service 12 on the way to meet Mel at Bugis, there was this group of primary school student seated way in front of us. OMG! They were noisy ok? Even though my ears were glued to the earpiece, their irritating voices could be heard! Until one moment of time, we tried to played ‘’dirty’’. Zahrah went ‘’SHHHH!’’ as loud as she could be and the kids were finding whose the culprit. When they stared us, I acted as if I was sleeping! And zahrah, she gave them that minah face! ROFL and we could not stop laughing! As a whole, job hunting with zahrah can be fun and at the same time, frustrating coz not all managers were kind enough and she’s super duper zuper fussy! But still I had fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268145223780021282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SRw2K1CUNCI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/KVSCewO-NN4/s320/IMG_5913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS NURUL JANNA MARICAN BADLY THAT I COULD CRY OUT LOUD NOW! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268147171827267298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SRw38OE-NuI/AAAAAAAAAOY/dVYJyVKCEyo/s320/IMG_5740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My camera is in the Canon Service Centre due to the faulty keypad. Miss it badly. I could fetch it soon but I must sacrifice $79.28 for it. I asked my father but he told me to be responsible enough to pay for it. I think I know how to get him pay the full amount; iron all his clothes, make him coffee, massage him, reach home before Mahgrib, do revision, answer all his phone calls and sleep early. Erm, can that be done? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-1641627625981714341?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/1641627625981714341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=1641627625981714341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1641627625981714341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1641627625981714341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/11/saya-penat.html' title='saya penat.'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SRw1Uz-8c7I/AAAAAAAAAOI/nwqkILtTQjw/s72-c/side6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-7764702896171125849</id><published>2008-11-08T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T02:01:35.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reply from all tag hoppers</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;To:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Janice&lt;/strong&gt;: thanks for the encouragement dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aina:&lt;/strong&gt; I’m so gonna miss your whinning and manja-ness! I shall bug you for maths!   BEWARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zahier:&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks and I shall never despair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arifah:&lt;/strong&gt; I love you too dear! Never let this friendship falls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shimy:&lt;/strong&gt; yes, He’s gonna open doors of successes for me and for you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PiNkCeSs:&lt;/strong&gt; you are greatly missed by me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yaharhar:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes! This crazy friend of yours will make it! Love you too sayang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Farah N:&lt;/strong&gt; I’m gonna miss you too anakku. Please don’t cry. Mak love you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bangs:&lt;/strong&gt; Bala! Thanks! Let’s aim for 3H2 and 2H1 next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Janna:&lt;/strong&gt; Seriously, I still couldn’t accept the fact that I’m gonna leave you. Please take good care of yourself when I’m not around. but still, I’m always here for you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-7764702896171125849?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/7764702896171125849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=7764702896171125849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7764702896171125849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7764702896171125849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/11/reply-from-all-tag-hoppers.html' title='Reply from all tag hoppers'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-2419332083371455005</id><published>2008-11-08T01:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:49:03.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Memories</title><content type='html'>Oh yes! I’m updating this mundane blog of mine. Ok, I think I’m done with crying and feeling emoish coz; I’m back working and people at my workplace totally rocks! Then I had lovely friends whom always support me all the time. Ok, you know who you people are! Anyway, let’s get this post started. In these month on November, I shall say the beginning of it, I’m enjoying it coz I get to meet people that I missed so much; old crew from ETP carnival and my lovely classmates!!! How fun life could be??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265970831813324306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SRR8kjvNLhI/AAAAAAAAANY/Z4-yea6PM9Y/s320/DSCF0119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265971146399008818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SRR823qRyDI/AAAAAAAAANg/0S0qyGf5I7A/s320/IMG_5917.JPG" border="0" /&gt; For spending time with the escapians, we made an outing to our workplace during the Halloweens. Well we had much fun as you can see from the picture below adzri and farhan totally made my day! We managed to tour around the new haunted house and took couple of thrill rides. I missed them so much coz work is equal to boredom without them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265971725112719154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SRR9YjiYNzI/AAAAAAAAANo/bG0r4Q99hXs/s320/IMG_0352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next is the outing with the current 08A5. Well love those heaps! Even though they cheated my feelings by coming super duper zuper late, still I love them!!! we rent 7 single bike and a couple bike and off we went cycling! We decided to be adventurous and went to cycle from east coast park to changi!!! It took us 3 hours there!!! Penat ok??? Then we took turns to take the couple bike coz zahrah totally knackered halfway through the ride. My butt suffered a lot from the small bike seat! Upon reaching change, all we craved for was drinks! And we had trouble sitting properly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265972703514982738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SRR-RgXp-VI/AAAAAAAAANw/1JXYM4R5LKA/s320/IMG_5940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Oh yah! On the way back to east coast, we made a pit stop at the Changi Coastal Adventure Centre where selected leaders from MI were having camps. I saw Janna!!!! Omg!!! And Hafizah and Janna acted as it they were in prison!!! Well, I was supposed to attend the camp but by judging my promotional status, haiz… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265973185711242338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SRR-tksM_GI/AAAAAAAAAN4/1dlZ5nNj1lo/s320/IMG_6041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But still, all of us had fun! I’m gonna miss them so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265973634800747570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SRR_HtrfBDI/AAAAAAAAAOA/by0x4dwPv6E/s320/IMG_6042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-2419332083371455005?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/2419332083371455005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=2419332083371455005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/2419332083371455005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/2419332083371455005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/11/sweet-memories.html' title='Sweet Memories'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SRR8kjvNLhI/AAAAAAAAANY/Z4-yea6PM9Y/s72-c/DSCF0119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-1471798266373395342</id><published>2008-10-25T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T16:54:46.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My deepest regret</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ok here it goes, history repeats itself again. I guess, I have to detour back to where I’ve started. Let’s make it into a greatest mistake of my life. O8A5, I know I have upset you people. I’m so sorry if this matter disturbs you deeply. I’m gonna miss every single of you, be it my closest friend and best friend, or the ones that I’m not close with. Just promise me that the class spirit still going on strong like how we build it few months back. And please get use of not having me in your class; make sure this Wednesday, which is the last day of school, I did not want any of you shed tears for me; you will make me feel bad by living the journey of 08A5. Please have faith in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Janna, please, don’t be sad when I’m not around. This is reality and you have to accept it. Don’t worry, because this crazy friend of yours will find any possible way to hang out with you and the others in school even if you’re down with PW! And yes, this friendship that I have with you will never end. I swear. All my friends come and go in and out of my life, but the name Nurul Janna Marican will always be in my heart, always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Seriously, I’m having my deepest regret that I could have in 20 years of my life. Blame me for my stupidity people. I’m so sorry if my emotion really disturbs you people, especially you Toots. You may not understand my situations now as you have not faced it yet. I need time to reflect my mistakes that I’ve done now and I really need your support. Please don’t give me up as your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Don’t worry people. Sri Nurulhuda is a brave yet strong person. She will be back soon. Yes soon. Because, she was born to make people happy. Alhamdulillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-1471798266373395342?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/1471798266373395342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=1471798266373395342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1471798266373395342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1471798266373395342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-deepest-regret.html' title='My deepest regret'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-9184017396773873588</id><published>2008-10-20T23:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:25:47.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anger, Fear, Jealousy and Confusion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The four emotions I feel on a constant basis.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From most encountered, to a waste of time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anger, Fear, Jealousy, Confusion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I do, to only be accepted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Anger&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when you just think that you are the only one with problems&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Promotional Exams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That I will be not be promoted or been advanced to PU2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jealousy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I've heard, about you and her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Consumes my every thought&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And makes me feel that having you secured in my heart is such a waste&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confusion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I think, about how I feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when it's all about you&lt;br /&gt;Are you Mr Right or Casanova?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because you made me think twice about you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anger, Fear, Jealousy and Confusion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will never over-come my feeling and question&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love, and why&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anger, Fear, Jealousy Confusion&lt;br /&gt;I really don’t know why&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-9184017396773873588?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/9184017396773873588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=9184017396773873588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/9184017396773873588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/9184017396773873588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='!!!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-2055419741095363838</id><published>2008-10-19T15:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T15:52:36.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At last’s I’ve decided to blog since all were eager to know what had happened to me right after the last post. Ok, first stop Ramadan. Well for the first time of my life after I’ve hit puberty, I managed to complete my fast for a whole month without ‘’holiday’’! Yes ah! Perhaps I was too tensed up for the upcoming promos! Then I had iftar’s with the escape people. Well I was delighted but at the same time upset. Upset with... well lets keep it within the best friend’s talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258766985011896210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SPrktfIvn5I/AAAAAAAAAM4/e78QFcXu3qU/s320/IMG_5549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then went home in nadiah’s dad car; Honda stream, alah the one that fits 7 pax? Ok, during our trip to geylang, I swear it’s only 7 of us including the driver. But alas, when going back home, the number increases to 10!!! Imagine all crammed up and we went to the wrong expressway!!! But we enjoyed ourselves so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258767432428921250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SPrlHh5RoaI/AAAAAAAAANA/XvSKP5E5pmw/s320/IMG_5572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok, move on to Hari Raya celebration, well I managed to celebrate only for a day or two as on the third of raya I had History and Math paper. Well I’m freezing to death in the hall! But on the ninth of raya, after my Sastera paper, I quickly rushed back home as I’m going out with the escape crew again! Since I reached home a little bit early than expected or either the whole crew was late, I did an attempt to cook fried beehoon! Success!!! Ok, many people came. From a reliable source, it was known that there were 7 cars, 5 bikes a van! I followed them for gathering than went back home safe and sound at 1.30am. I was too tired that I slept like a lazy pig and woke up at noon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258768822245624690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SPrmYbXZi3I/AAAAAAAAANI/k5v00Fi30IE/s320/IMG_0783%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh yes! I went to NSCU Dinner and Dance last 7th. The theme was masquerade and all of them looked gorgeous! Well I saw someone that I longed to see! And yes, another person. Perhaps that was the happiest day of my life?? Oh did I told you people that junjie had a huge trauma when he was selected to be the contestant for the best dressed male? Ok I just blurt it out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258769289969653330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SPrmzpxf1lI/AAAAAAAAANQ/z9HiAHXSVKw/s320/7+October+2008,+NCSU+DND+ED+(13).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think that’s about it folks. I’m in my laziest mode to blog more now!!! Oh yes! Max Payne totally rocks my Crocs!!! Worth watching it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*can’t wait for 31st October 2008!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-2055419741095363838?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/2055419741095363838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=2055419741095363838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/2055419741095363838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/2055419741095363838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!!!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SPrktfIvn5I/AAAAAAAAAM4/e78QFcXu3qU/s72-c/IMG_5549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-4930918663690813868</id><published>2008-09-09T05:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T05:55:26.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROJECT BIRTHDAY SURPRISE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yesterday was a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;memorable night&lt;/span&gt; to remember. Let me tell you what happen. Right after school, I thought that I could head back home straight like normal and would reach home by 6.30pm. But, I had the urge of taking 168 from woodlands interchange with nadia and mastura. Well, before taking the bus home, the threesome went to bazaar to grab some snacks because like confirm we will reach tampines during breaking fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bus, I got a call from dhai stating that her leg is giving her problems and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Melati’s crying.&lt;/span&gt; Then the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;drama&lt;/span&gt; starts. I called Melati to ask whether she’s fine and asked her to come to my house. Then I called my mom and informed her about melati’s arrival. Then at the same time I invited Dhai to break fast at my house since Melati has already reached my house. Ok, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;fast forward&lt;/span&gt;! I reached tampines and its time to break fast. I wonder why dhai and Melati keep on messaging me to ask where I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when I reached at my doorstep, yes ah, the drama is going to be an end. I knocked the house door. I could actually open up the door myself as I have the key but it’s just that I have mom’s food in my hand and my bag is freaking heavy! Yes, Melati opened the door and I was puzzled. Why was she in birthday party hat?? When my house door was wide open, suddenly I heard a loud &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;‘’SURPRISE!!!’’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was shocked upon seeing my colleagues, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;syukri, sham, muhaimin, nadiah, kak yam and yes Melati and dhai in my house!!!&lt;/span&gt; They were on the project for my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;belated birthday party!!!&lt;/span&gt; I was so shocked that I could not laugh, cry or whatever expression that crossed me! I was simply &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;SHOCKED AND HUNGRY!&lt;/span&gt; Little that I knew they have been waiting for me ever since &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;6 pm!&lt;/span&gt; And the plan was last minute done by Dhaifina! I knew they took a lot of pain to make the plan work and the mastermind was Dhaifina and Melati! Well the preparations were Melati and sham were to find deco items and syukri and dhai were to buy snacks which they bought quite a lot! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mom!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You are part of it too!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;No wonder mom nags at me to come back home asap when I told her I was in the bazaar!  And yes, dhai, I knew it was such a pain to find &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;balloons!&lt;/span&gt; It was very time consuming as they were racing against time! And I officially claimed that the surprise was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SUCCESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Guys, thank you for the wonderful surprise. I’m touched by it. And Dhaifina and Melati, it’s your turn next. You guys are wonderful! For more details, take a look at Dhaifina’s blog to get the better picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-4930918663690813868?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/4930918663690813868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=4930918663690813868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4930918663690813868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4930918663690813868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/09/project-birthday-surprise.html' title='PROJECT BIRTHDAY SURPRISE!!!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-7032163348869023465</id><published>2008-09-07T20:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T20:11:26.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh-not-so-nice LASAGNA</title><content type='html'>Mega failure!!! What is this??? 20 years of age, and still you can’t make a proper &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;lasagna???&lt;/span&gt; You are such a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;loser sri!!!&lt;/span&gt; Other people’s mom did way better than you!!! LOL! Mom said that the filing is delicious but the outlook of the lasagna, well, she just stops there. This means, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;MEGA FAILURE!&lt;/span&gt; So, lesson to be learnt, never ever make lasagna under time pressure. You will end up like me. Luckily mom cooked more than usual. If not, the whole family would &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School holidays come to an end today. This means, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;living hell&lt;/span&gt; for you Millennians! For my class, happy mugging because all our efforts will surely paid off, IF we are willing to take the risk. As for those slackers out there, good luck and May Tyco strikes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those who took the time to wish me last Tuesday and belated ones, from the bottom of my heart, thank you. Janna, you are such a sweetheart. Thank you for the set of accessories you made for me and yes the Winnie the Pooh stationeries. I feel &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;‘’sayang’’&lt;/span&gt; to use them. Oh yes! Dhaifina, thank you for accompanying me till midnight strikes! Love ya heaps! And Amir, being the first guy to wish me, you shall get a drink from me. Please, no carousel or whatever nonsense. I shall punch you if you as for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preparation for promos was carried out smoothly. But me, being a lazy witch, refused to follow the timetable that I’ve planned. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go now. Toots might be coming to take a look at my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;undone&lt;/span&gt; lasagna and perhaps she might ended up laughing and perhaps hyperventilate again! ROFL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-7032163348869023465?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/7032163348869023465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=7032163348869023465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7032163348869023465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7032163348869023465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-not-so-nice-lasagna.html' title='oh-not-so-nice LASAGNA'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-4519802982391198479</id><published>2008-08-29T18:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T18:47:21.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>August Blues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Many&lt;/span&gt; things happened in this month of August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;1. I’ve lost my Cashcard which have about $35 in it. Hopefully someone who found it, spend it wisely like use it for fee of parking lots or something.&lt;br /&gt;2. I failed my Mathematics Functions Test which I studied till late night and woke up at 4 just to do my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;3. I wasted $24 of cab fare from Bedok to Millennia Institute last Monday of afraid that I might be late for school. Upon reaching, dad called me and he gave his ultimate nagging like as if the money is for lifetime span.&lt;br /&gt;4. My backache gets worst and sometimes I could not walk or sit at ease.&lt;br /&gt;5. Janna lost her handphone which she bought it with her hard earned money in school. Whoever dishonest creature whom stole it, I hope your hand will rot and may you die a terrible death for causing my bestfriend to cry overnight just for a creature like you.&lt;br /&gt;6. My uncle, passed on due to heart failure and this shocked the whole family as he appeared to be a jovial yet funny man. May he rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;7. I’ve passed my mob test despite having a cold teacher like Mr Chew. Yet, he’s the teacher that I’m most comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And the list goes on... hopefully the month of September will not as dry as this month. Oh yes, Ramadhan is around the corner. To all Muslim friends and families, Selamat Berpuasa. Any taker for breaking fast together with me, inform in advance. Because during this holy month, I shall stick myself to MI and fall in love with my studies and at home with my families. Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-4519802982391198479?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/4519802982391198479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=4519802982391198479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4519802982391198479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4519802982391198479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/08/august-blues.html' title='August Blues...'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-2641615600921279871</id><published>2008-08-18T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:45:29.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DREAMS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dreams, Dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Of when we had just started things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dreams of you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;It seems, It seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;That I can't shake those memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wonder if you have the same dreams too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The littlest things that take me there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I know it sounds lame but its so true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I know its not right, but it seems unfair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;That the things are reminding me of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sometimes I wish we could just pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Even if for only one weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So come on, Tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is this the end?-&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lily Allen, Littlest Things&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-2641615600921279871?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/2641615600921279871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=2641615600921279871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/2641615600921279871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/2641615600921279871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/08/dreams.html' title='DREAMS...'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-6074796110991545550</id><published>2008-08-14T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T20:09:01.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish upon a wishing star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SKQgTlQCxkI/AAAAAAAAAMw/cgTlSueXa8o/s1600-h/IMG_4932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234344187700364866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SKQgTlQCxkI/AAAAAAAAAMw/cgTlSueXa8o/s320/IMG_4932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want Lindt’s chocolate&lt;br /&gt;I want to break free from pressure&lt;br /&gt;I want to have ample time to sleep&lt;br /&gt;I want mom to stop working night shift and spend time with me&lt;br /&gt;I want dad to buy Suzuki Swift rather than Honda fit or Mitsubishi&lt;br /&gt;I want to stop eyeing on eye candy because it’s not worth it&lt;br /&gt;I want to go shopping&lt;br /&gt;I want more Puma and Nike stuffs&lt;br /&gt;I want to go Brisbane again&lt;br /&gt;I want my seniors to stay put in AKE&lt;br /&gt;I want to pass Mathematics&lt;br /&gt;I want to be loved, not abhorred&lt;br /&gt;I want to be promoted&lt;br /&gt;I want to get an ‘A’ for H1 Malay paper&lt;br /&gt;I want trillions of Pokka Green Tea in my house&lt;br /&gt;I want an imac&lt;br /&gt;I want an ipod&lt;br /&gt;I want all my friends get what they want&lt;br /&gt;I want Aina to stop whining&lt;br /&gt;I want Janna to love Pokka Green Tea and Winnie the Pooh&lt;br /&gt;I want Shikin to learn how to make epok-epok from her granny&lt;br /&gt;I want Nuriah to hug me everyday&lt;br /&gt;I want Qida to like other colours rather than pink&lt;br /&gt;I want Dhai to miss me&lt;br /&gt;I want Arifah to guide me in my academic areas&lt;br /&gt;I want Bora to teach me hockey&lt;br /&gt;I want my class all be promoted to second year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it too much for me to ask??? *winks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-6074796110991545550?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/6074796110991545550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=6074796110991545550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6074796110991545550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6074796110991545550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/08/wish-upon-wishing-star.html' title='Wish upon a wishing star'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SKQgTlQCxkI/AAAAAAAAAMw/cgTlSueXa8o/s72-c/IMG_4932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-2172323015868039279</id><published>2008-08-03T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:21:05.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Euphoria filled the air today! At last, I managed to steal some sleep today! I was at home the whole day today. All I could do was sleep. And the best thing was, no one was at home, therefore no disruptions or what so ever. But still due to free time today, I managed to complete my Management homework. There were more assignments to go!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday’s MI Mart was awesome! I had tons of fun with my classmates and yes, they did break the record of selling second hand clothes at $0.50!!! Imagine branded goods were sold in that amount of price??? Most of them very shagged and could collapse into dreamland at any moment. But no! They did fine! Janna was the superwomen for the day! She was tired ok? But still her skill in henna drawing never breaks her tiredness! As for me, I was part of the performance. That was the worst performance that I gave yesterday. Due to the heat, I was totally disrupted and I could not give my best. Luckily, there were much caring friends that willing take good care of me through out the whole performance. There were some who offered drinks and support. I was affected by the sunburns at my both cheeks! Dang! And the conductor was blocked by the stalls which affects the “One Moment in Time’’ song was played at fast tempo. And the space, my God! Could the sponsor be more generous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, tomorrow another week of stoning. Good luck Sri.&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/9408942-2172323015868039279?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/2172323015868039279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=2172323015868039279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/2172323015868039279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/2172323015868039279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/08/euphoria-filled-air-today-at-last-i.html' title=''/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-6217559403140821917</id><published>2008-07-27T13:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T13:31:55.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hola bloggers! I apologized for the mega delay of updating this mundane blog of mine. Well, I was caught up with few events that really tire me out totally! This is the only day that I’m able to stick myself at home! With exception that in the evening I’m heading to TM with my parents to buy my crocs shoes that I’ve been eying for these past few months. Now it’s time for me to ask some pocket money from my parents ever since I’ve submitted my leave application form to my manager few weeks ago. Gosh! Let’s summarize the events that I’ve been through these past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;July 5, 2008&lt;br /&gt;ETP Carnival Potluck &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;rocks!&lt;/span&gt; That’s the only time where all of us could actually sit and watch the scenic moments together at the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Botanical Gardens.&lt;/span&gt; More of that outings please??? How I miss them so much now!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227560606071153490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SIwGrKayY1I/AAAAAAAAAMY/1MZqxt9sxpc/s320/IMG_4892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;July 19, 2008&lt;br /&gt;Farewell party for beloved Year 3’s. Well I’ve decided to help out the souvenirs section. I’ve worked out the keychain, and I do really hope that the seniors love it. *smiles On that day, we really had lot of fun and it was a success and boo! The seniors were late! Haha! And yes, the ‘emo game’. I think I just said whatever pops out of my head! It went well. I’ve got the Best Dressed for the Year 1’s, but the thing is, I’m in the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;prize giving committee!&lt;/span&gt; OMG man! So, it’s like I’m the one who bought the vouchers with the Diyanah, but in the end, I’m the one who receives the prize! OMG man!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227560914939383794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SIwG9JCtj_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/JvEGQsT1FBk/s320/IMG_4988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;July 21, 2008&lt;br /&gt;Millennia Institute celebrates &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Racial &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Harmony&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The school allows students to be in their ethnic costumes, but only 30% of the school population wore it! Well, I’m part of the 30%. *smiles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227561455893150402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SIwHcoQI-sI/AAAAAAAAAMo/wvDDwY8KnLA/s320/IMG_5072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Upcoming events,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;August 3, 2008&lt;br /&gt;MI Mart! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mega busy!!!&lt;/span&gt; With my classmates going to ‘lelonging’ (bargaining) their second hand items to the public! I’m looking forward for that MI Mart. As for me, I’m going to be on the stage together with the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AKE&lt;/span&gt; members to perform couple of Singapore pieces and yes, perhaps watching movies during the interval time? Not confirm ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;August 19, 2008&lt;br /&gt;EXSA Course. Well no comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I’M SHAGGED, TIRED, BREATHELESS, SLEEPY AT THIS MOMENT! SOS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take a look at this cheesy pick up line.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Babe, do you have a map?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: No why?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Because I’m lost in your eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;AHHH &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NONSENSE!&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/9408942-6217559403140821917?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/6217559403140821917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=6217559403140821917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6217559403140821917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6217559403140821917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/07/yo.html' title='Yo!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SIwGrKayY1I/AAAAAAAAAMY/1MZqxt9sxpc/s72-c/IMG_4892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-4155750400468607667</id><published>2008-07-07T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:25:12.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AIGOOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SHInA_FB87I/AAAAAAAAAL4/sBqK-1bx35Q/s1600-h/95509221_cc5e4aa8f5_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220277815961842610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SHInA_FB87I/AAAAAAAAAL4/sBqK-1bx35Q/s400/95509221_cc5e4aa8f5_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;OH NO!!! GCE 'A' LEVEL MOTHER TONGUE ORAL EXAM &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TOMORROW!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;*i think tomorrow morning butterfly starts roaming around my stomach. oh please give me easy topics please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-4155750400468607667?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/4155750400468607667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=4155750400468607667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4155750400468607667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4155750400468607667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/07/aigooo.html' title='AIGOOO!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SHInA_FB87I/AAAAAAAAAL4/sBqK-1bx35Q/s72-c/95509221_cc5e4aa8f5_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-7369067654138238779</id><published>2008-07-07T03:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T03:28:23.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SHEcpaqJ1uI/AAAAAAAAALw/mfw43pB7oHA/s1600-h/386838069_84da4a0961_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219984940955457250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SHEcpaqJ1uI/AAAAAAAAALw/mfw43pB7oHA/s400/386838069_84da4a0961_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SHEcIFSJhhI/AAAAAAAAALo/4aAdq9Sfstg/s1600-h/2133124520_f778295671_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Dear Mr Memory,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I miss you, sometimes I listen to music or look at pictures of you, not to remind me of you but to make me feel as if I'm with you. It makes me forget the distance and capture you. Just looking at you two, makes tears flow from my eyes. Why am I so dumb of not letting you know how much I felt for you? I think of you with every waking moment of my life and dream of you with every dream that I have. I can't forget the times we’ve shared together. The sadness and the happiness, the failure and success, the jokes and laughter. I don’t know when it will happen again, seems like a part of me was gone. Days go by so fast, not a day do I not think of you. I just miss the way you put things under table. I miss the way to prepared things for me before the class starts. Remember the mini Valentine surprise that I found under my table? Remember you always wished and sang me birthday song for the last 5 birthdays I’ve experienced with you? The comforting images of you takes hold of my soul and through my eyes I visualize the time I had with you before you had to go; taking a part of me with you. I still remembered how you used to stand up for me when problem strikes my way. I always knew looking back on the tears would make me laugh. But I never knew looking back on the laughs would make me cry. I guess I’m just missing the old times. When I think of you I get this feeling that I want to see you. Our path differs now. You had her to take care of you. I’m just happy that you appreciates her with all you life. As for me, I am still searching for the one that fits my heart best. Yes, I heard that you have the same feelings like how I have the feelings for you. But it’s too late. Nevermind, let fate takes its place. I’m so sorry for letting you wait until you actually gave up. Deeply, sorry. But I really can’t hold this feeling of mine that always appeared in my heart that I miss you so much. I hope that this last birthday I’ve spent with you today will make me forget about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sri Nurulhuda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(written on 2nd September 2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-7369067654138238779?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/7369067654138238779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=7369067654138238779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7369067654138238779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7369067654138238779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/07/dear-mr-memory-when-i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SHEcpaqJ1uI/AAAAAAAAALw/mfw43pB7oHA/s72-c/386838069_84da4a0961_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-96069595904676817</id><published>2008-07-01T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T01:31:27.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mind your volume please?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SGkYZncNwNI/AAAAAAAAALg/KvGeCNXjDCo/s1600-h/42-15969202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217728471648551122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SGkYZncNwNI/AAAAAAAAALg/KvGeCNXjDCo/s400/42-15969202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Is there any better way to reach home without queuing up for the bus and share seats with a stranger that totally makes your nerves exploded like ‘’Fat Boy’’?? That passenger that totally burst up my nerves better go on a course on how to answer calls in an appropriate manner. Please, I believe the recipient of your call must gone deaf upon hearing your loud plus irritating voice! I woke up from my power nap in the bus until I heard a loud voice which I thought that there was a disruption in the bus. But, the man beside me was the major disruption!!! You wouldn’t want the whole bus service #$% to hear your conversation right?? So please tone down your volume. If I am a 90 year old lady, I must have got serious heart attack and died on the spot!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Tomorrow it’s my appointment with my orthopedics specialist. Bet I’m going to complain about my knee that always doesn’t want to listen to me especially during Brisbane trip. Bad knee! Let’s hope for the best and yes, he shall not place me with my physiotherapist upon next appointment! I have always delayed my gym training every weekend. Can’t help it. Mids exam and working always intersects my timing there. Now, nothing shall destroy my time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;No PGT, no talk. Haha figure it out folks!&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/9408942-96069595904676817?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/96069595904676817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=96069595904676817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/96069595904676817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/96069595904676817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/07/mind-your-volume-please.html' title='mind your volume please?'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SGkYZncNwNI/AAAAAAAAALg/KvGeCNXjDCo/s72-c/42-15969202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-3843904071276865730</id><published>2008-06-29T21:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:15:46.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honda Fit? Suzuki Swift?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let’s talk about weekends. I kept myself in my bedroom last Saturday as I was super lazy to go out. All I could do was watching movies online, but it brought me disappointment as the quality of the picture was horrendous. I took a lot of naps. This is what happens to me when I’m alone at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday. Family outing to Geylang Serai to do some sight seeing on brand new cars. My father finally sets his eyes on the latest Honda Fit and he was confident buying it. I actually prefered Suzuki Swift as it perfectly fits this family of mine. But it was claimed that Honda Fit fits my family well as my father importance more of the engine works than the features and design of the car. Thus Honda Fit is going to be the best choice. Nevertheless, I shall never bargain, as long as it could drive to our destination, I shall not complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217304727473772754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SGeXAdYKWNI/AAAAAAAAALI/Ba9twOj1X68/s320/RE_sport_34FRONT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please grant my wish in getting these as my possession; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217306178296491202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="156" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SGeYU6HQLMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/TQSCDi9VN7s/s320/344830209.jpg" width="211" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217306313341855778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="217" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SGeYcxMk6CI/AAAAAAAAALY/jhk8u9gqP6c/s320/design_gal04_20080226.jpg" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-3843904071276865730?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/3843904071276865730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=3843904071276865730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/3843904071276865730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/3843904071276865730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/06/honda-fit-suzuki-swift.html' title='Honda Fit? Suzuki Swift?'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SGeXAdYKWNI/AAAAAAAAALI/Ba9twOj1X68/s72-c/RE_sport_34FRONT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-4772831623617383988</id><published>2008-06-20T01:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T01:05:13.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kempunan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SFqRlkuaLuI/AAAAAAAAALA/qT891J8jPyo/s1600-h/595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213639593334288098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SFqRlkuaLuI/AAAAAAAAALA/qT891J8jPyo/s320/595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I REALLY WANT THIS LINDT'S TRUFFLE BALLS CHOCOLATE. BADLY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-4772831623617383988?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/4772831623617383988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=4772831623617383988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4772831623617383988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4772831623617383988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/06/kempunan.html' title='kempunan.'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SFqRlkuaLuI/AAAAAAAAALA/qT891J8jPyo/s72-c/595.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-6399116115385318768</id><published>2008-06-17T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T22:18:41.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AUSTRALIA MANIA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OMG man! It’s been a week I’ve reached Singapore; now then I started to blog about my trip! Lousy lah SRI! Ok move on. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Beware; it’s going to be a long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Day One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Woke up way early in the morning. The bad thing, I lost my precious thing; my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;knee guard&lt;/span&gt;. It took trouble for junjie, faizah, Melati and liyana to search for the pharmacy. In the end, I bought it at the duty free with the help of Astrini. &lt;em&gt;(it was later found that my old knee guard was under my bed!)&lt;/em&gt;. Upon boarding the plane and after settling down, I sat beside Sabrina. Another bad thing, I had a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bad flu&lt;/span&gt;. Same goes with Sabrina. But still, we had fun! Food served was delicious. I watched CJ7 for like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 &lt;/span&gt;times?? Upon landing, another bad thing, the air pressure almost killed me! I could not hear anything on my right ear and my nose was blocked and my knee &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;snapped&lt;/span&gt;! Again, astrini was there to help me to push the trolleys and faezah for the medicated oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Upon reaching the Oxygen Apartment, my roommates and I were set to our own apartment, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;185 &lt;/span&gt;and off we went. The apartment was huge! Huge bedrooms of 3, huge kitchen, huge balcony! After that, all of us went to the carpark to mantle the instruments. After all those tiring labouring, we were allowed to return to our apartment and unpacked our luggage. My beloved roommates are astrini, bahirah and Diana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;In the apartment, as we are packing, Mr Pow, our CCA teacher, who also our neighbour in apartment 184 came to take a look at the photographs that Diana took from the school camera. The television was on. And it showed American’s Pie Naked Mile. As Diana and Mr Pow were discussing, and astrini and bahirah in their room and myself in my own room unpacking, suddenly Diana run as if there’s tsunami after her. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;‘’OMG!!!got porn in the TV!!! Mr Pow watched porn!!!’’&lt;/span&gt; we were shocked in the first place and we were shouting and closed our eyes. Eventually Mr Pow, calmly watched the show and laughed at our stupidity! Eventually after he left and there’s another encore of the show, the four of us actually watched it and burst out laughing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Day Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Rise and shine. After getting ready with the instruments, off we went to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kelvin’s Grove School &lt;/span&gt;for warm up rehearsals plus Master Class. The weather was as hot as Singapore, but at the same time, it was chilling! So, we are not irritated by the humidity. Our performance was laudable and the kids and high school were so interested to try out the angklungs and kulintangs. Perhaps, this is their first time seeing these instruments. After which, we were to pack the instruments and secured it back to Oxygen Apartment and which means after that is our free time!!! After that, we went for a shopping spree at Queenstreet Mall. With only 3 hours, my roommates and I went about the whole stretch of the mall hunting for souvenirs. There, I bought a lot of things, Cotton On is having sale! And also, I bought &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Koko&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Benny&lt;/span&gt;. Eventually we managed to find &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;halal&lt;/span&gt; food stalls and had our dinner. We planned to find supermarket as we want to make a cook out. But we were told that the supermarket was far! Eventually the other roommates found a supermarket few metres away from the mall it brought me to madness! So, no ones dares to utter the word ‘’supermarket’’ for the whole trip! Back ‘home’ we quickly try out the clothes that we bought! Haha so jakon! Then we had cook out with the boys from apartment 184! Ok, I was totally stressed up but eventually the two boys, Wan and Hanis managed to prove me that guys could actually cook! Nice cook out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Day Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Morning madness by Diyanah. She opted herself to prepare breakfast for us. As she was cooking, she forgot to on the cooker hood. Thus, the smoke detector &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rang&lt;/span&gt;. OMG another disaster. She was alone in the kitchen wherelse Bahirah and I was in the shower room and astrini still in her dreamland! She was so panic and I think she’s gonna cry at any moment! Luckily Bahirah came to her rescue but just punching the cooker hood button! We then had a practise in the Queensland Conservatorium. The response was laudable and we had an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;encore!&lt;/span&gt; After the practise, we head back to ‘home’ and were to report to our conductor’s apartment for a mini choir session, which means our mini practise. Back to the apartment, we faced something ‘’mysteriously’’. After diyanah unlock the door, we heard a siren. All of us were puzzled. Could it be the cooker hood? Could it be the smoke detector? &lt;em&gt;(Actually it’s the dang alarm clock)&lt;/em&gt; the next big thing, we heard someone said ‘’bye’’. I swear I thought there was an uninvited guest on our apartment! &lt;em&gt;(It’s actually kurniawan from the next door!) &lt;/em&gt;we were shocked to death that we eventually ran out of the apartment with me only one shoe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Day Four and Five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Basically we are caught up with performance and master classes. Yes we were tired but we had nothing to complain. And also, we were given free time to roam about the conservatorium. There is a flea market for us to feel the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;‘pasar malam’&lt;/span&gt; atmosphere. And there is a south bank river for us to enjoy the scenery! Totally awesome! And diyanah, lesson to be learnt my dear, please &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SECURE&lt;/span&gt; your loose items!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Day Six&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; day! It’s the actual performance. We played about 3 songs and we received laudable applause. Since it’s the last performance made by the seniors, some could not hold back their sadness. It’s heartbreaking to see those shedding tears, but somehow, it’s the fact of life. There will be an ending for all.  I may not understand it fully, but I shall experience it someday. Since that was the last performance, all of us went back to the apartment to pack our instruments back to the carts or boxes. It was expected to take the whole night, but we only took about &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2 &lt;/span&gt;hours! Everyone was on task and carts were easily drilled. This means enough time for all of us to relax for the next outing tomorrow! We even had time to make the second cook out with the boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Day Seven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;DREAMWORLD!!!&lt;/span&gt; All of us were super early, compared to other days. The coach was pleased with our punctuality. Ms Wee was as motherly as she prepared for us breakfast so that we are not famished throughout the whole ride to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Gold Coast!&lt;/span&gt; Upon reaching there, all of us were still early for some photo taking session. We took a lot of photos until we are allowed to go in. the tour was fun and at last, I managed to pat kangaroo and koala! And after which, we are on &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;our own!&lt;/span&gt; The whole day was on our own! Off we went to take all the rides. Well, we did give up as our heads are spinning! So we spent most of the time there shopping!!!&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I spent most of my aussie money there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Day Eight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ok enough, sri! This time you are ready to go back home! All the memories past as fast as a wind! True enough, I’ve learnt a lot of lesson there. I shall not repeat any of those mistakes. I truly love my roommates &lt;em&gt;(awww…)&lt;/em&gt; coz they had made my trip there worthwhile. We did face some difficulties like being early or clearing up the mess, but we had &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;fun!&lt;/span&gt; If there is any overseas trip, I shall go again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Apart from this trip, the most thing that I miss most is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;POKKA GREEN TEA!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;*to view the pictures, please log on through friendster under my name ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-6399116115385318768?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/6399116115385318768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=6399116115385318768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6399116115385318768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6399116115385318768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/06/australia-mania.html' title='AUSTRALIA MANIA!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-8178306424497455512</id><published>2008-05-28T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T00:20:42.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more house hang out please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205459518205820354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SD2B2iNVfcI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-jw4kWM3oAg/s320/1_935018167l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; people i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;. more of this hang outs please! and please, stop the melatar-ish tactic ok &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;ms dhaifina&lt;/span&gt;(the one pouting at the back), &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;aliman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(not in picture) and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;mr syukri&lt;/span&gt;(the one with flower)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205461231897771474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SD2DaSNVfdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/OA3y75KRsJI/s320/1_183596045l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there you go again! grrrrr! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;AUSSIE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;TRIP!!! i am ready now!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;junjie-i shall kidnap baby koala for you. Or perhaps Kangaroo? So that it can kick you around if laziness strikes you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;janna-hot aussie hunks for you? how many you want?10?20? photos of them only can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;escapians- chocolates for you people? boomerangs for those who loves tickling me?hehe you know who you are. winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;millenians- chocolates again? for shikin, colourful ones ok? small boomerangs for amir and keychains for zahier and kang wei. smiles* pink stuffs for qida and sexy stuffs for nuriah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;GOGOGOGO!!!&lt;/span&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/9408942-8178306424497455512?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/8178306424497455512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=8178306424497455512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8178306424497455512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8178306424497455512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-house-hang-out-please.html' title='more house hang out please!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SD2B2iNVfcI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-jw4kWM3oAg/s72-c/1_935018167l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-6712107187653877286</id><published>2008-05-22T19:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T19:39:49.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring your own bag!</title><content type='html'>CIP meet up in the morning was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;disastrous&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; We admit it’s our fault for being late and wait for the others who was late. We learnt our lesson. It’s hard when you saw your own teacher refused to talk to you. Thank god, all we could find was courage to apologize to her. Once again, everything went gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The presentation from class to class was not an embarrassment for all of us. But still, we faced childish kids, that could not accept the fact that we came to inculcate the knowledge of ‘Bring your own bag day’. But still, we had fun! Poor thing for Zhi Rong, he was suffering from his own &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;‘’global&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;warming’’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He was sweat all over!! But still, he put up a good act. Thumbs up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the CIP, we went to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Simpang Bedok&lt;/span&gt;, as all of us, I mean, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; were famished. Today’s weather was not by our side! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hell&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; I swear if I were not to reach that place in 20 minutes, I will collapse! Upon reaching, all of us grabbed a chair and placed our orders. OMG man! The waiting time to wait our foods to be served was hell! While waiting, I was entertained &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Aina,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Janna&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Shikin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Janna: I am so fucking hungry that I could eat the whole COW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Aina: I’m imaging myself eating chocolate fondue. Yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Shikin: I want Mee Goreng without chicken, seafood and vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Waiter: Then what you want to eat?? (I swear she’s freaking angry lah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG man!!! ROFL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-6712107187653877286?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/6712107187653877286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=6712107187653877286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6712107187653877286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6712107187653877286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/05/bring-your-own-bag.html' title='Bring your own bag!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-7734400242008965872</id><published>2008-05-21T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T22:58:29.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-------</title><content type='html'>Today’s was not a good day. Ok skip this timing to 12 midnight please! The only word to describe today was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hellfire&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;1. My knee gave way again&lt;br /&gt;2. I woke up late and rush to school&lt;br /&gt;3. I lost my balloon pump and yes, tomorrow it’s the day I need it most&lt;br /&gt;4. my room is in huge mess all thanks to the search of the balloon pump&lt;br /&gt;5. I nearly create a scene in century square after bumping into a couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s make this day end please, because I hate this. It sucks to the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow it’s the CIP day. My class is to be stationed to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;East Coast Primary&lt;/span&gt; to do a three minute presentation. May all the hard work been paid off. Tomorrow it’s the only day where I can be home way as early as 3pm. Yes ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this is random. If you want others to respect you, you should start the ball rolling by &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;respecting others first&lt;/span&gt;. All should be fine and gay. And please, don’t think of yourself. There are others who may not have the same mindset as you. Arrasso??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more weeks to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Australia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202845361486863858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SDQ4Sli2nfI/AAAAAAAAAKo/1XQ6lSyV35A/s320/IMG_4128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-7734400242008965872?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/7734400242008965872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=7734400242008965872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7734400242008965872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7734400242008965872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='-------'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SDQ4Sli2nfI/AAAAAAAAAKo/1XQ6lSyV35A/s72-c/IMG_4128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-5238271561110774042</id><published>2008-05-19T11:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T11:49:58.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG MAN!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;AT LAST!!!! THE BLOG IS UPDATED!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;many many apologies to all readers! i was totally caught up with school and work. ahhh whats new???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201927630054923746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SDD1nli2neI/AAAAAAAAAKg/gMdy8cls7-4/s400/IMG_4406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GRAPHIC TECHNIQUES=H1 MATHEMATICS=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nevertheless, they are many hands to help me. people like yasin, mrs leong, hanis, kurniawan,hidayah, ili, farah etp, aina and much more!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;kamsa-hamnida!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;PGT&lt;/span&gt;. MI canteen GT's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;horrible&lt;/span&gt;! i want PGT please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sports day was fun despite &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;sapphire&lt;/span&gt; failed to clinch 1st position. i had fun. fun with 08A5 and seniors from sapphire. fun looking at people running. fun looking cheerleading. fun cheering. fun looking at... [ok janna, only you knew this ;) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Looked me up and down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;I don't make a sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;There's a lesson that I want you to learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;If you're gonna play with fire then you're gonna get burned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Don't try and test me cos you'll get reaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Another drink and I'm ready for action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;I don't know who you think you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;But making people scared wont get you very far ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-5238271561110774042?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/5238271561110774042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=5238271561110774042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5238271561110774042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5238271561110774042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/05/omg-man.html' title='OMG MAN!!!!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/SDD1nli2neI/AAAAAAAAAKg/gMdy8cls7-4/s72-c/IMG_4406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-1428797881769444700</id><published>2008-04-30T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:02:12.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mundane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;As expected, I failed my Mathematics class test 1. Disappointed though. No one to be blamed because I did not studied hard enough for it. Face the music sri! What am unlucky day I’m leading today. I was down with bad flu and I completely lose my voice. Mom forced me not to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The polyclinic waiting list almost sent me to my own graveyard! Upon registering, I had to wait for almost an hour just to get my turn to be served! OMG man! I could sit and rot for minutes and I manage to finish up &lt;em&gt;Jodi&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Picoult’s&lt;/em&gt; ‘&lt;em&gt;’Perfect&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Match’’&lt;/em&gt; two chapters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The medicine dozed me off to sleep and I just woke realizing I’ve yet to eat my lunch and dinner. Because of me, the whole family suffered greatly. This means, no spicy food today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored.Bored.Bored!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-1428797881769444700?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/1428797881769444700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=1428797881769444700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1428797881769444700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1428797881769444700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/04/mundane.html' title='Mundane'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-4216654037805233211</id><published>2008-04-16T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T20:54:08.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Go Go!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;OMG man! Maths class test is tomorrow and I know nuts about the topic taught. Correction, I only know a bit about it. So, I expected that I will FLUNG it. Yassin, sorry, I have to disappoint you. I did not make any effort to revise Math. Boo Sri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally awed with my Malay Lit teacher, Cg Norlilah. OMG man! She used to ride scrambler!!! Imagine a born Malaysian lady, whom is married used to ride a scrambler! I’m impressed with her! Thumbs up!!! But, luck was not by her side. She met with an unwanted traffic accident that caused her to break her leg and had stitches on her right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no choice today but to skip AKE. It’s due to the history excursion to Asean Civilization Museum. The artifacts there brings fascination to my attention as I knew more about my heritage, Javanese and what’s more, about Singapore. It’s a wasted that I could not take any pictures as I forgotten to bring my DG. Thanks ey? Our tour guide was very patience with us as she patiently explained to us despite the noise level. I had fun. So do not judge that museum were such a boredom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok stop. Sri has to go to bed as she’s taking her confirm-fail-test tomorrow in the first period. Good luck toad. And yes, she’s so gonna look forward for PE lesson tomorrow, *winks OMG man! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-4216654037805233211?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/4216654037805233211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=4216654037805233211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4216654037805233211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4216654037805233211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/04/go-go-go.html' title='Go Go Go!!!!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-6416660214812564781</id><published>2008-04-11T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T23:20:38.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sweet. Way early in the morning, where all Millennias were supposed to report school for lessons, there goes Sri going back to Siglap to celebrate 53th Honours’s Day celebration. I just got call from the school stating that I am recipient of the Friends of Siglap (Guides) Award. I was blessed of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the celebration, I decided to come back to MI for AKE. The cab fare cost me a bomb! Thanks eh! And yes, my conductor is super friendly! Apart from her vast experience in music, she has a kind heart. I was supposed to end at about 7 but after much consideration from her, juniors were allowed to be released slightly earlier! I had this conversation with one of my AKE members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Me: ey, whose Audrey??&lt;br /&gt;Izwan/Izzuan: She’s in business class. She’s in ‘’B-seben’’ (it was supposed to be pronounced as B-SEVEN. But he pronounced as SEBEN)&lt;br /&gt;Me: ROFL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Janna, Qida and me had issues with West Mall KFC. Freaking packed. Lesson to be learnt, no eating at West Mall KFC after working hours. &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/9408942-6416660214812564781?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/6416660214812564781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=6416660214812564781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6416660214812564781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6416660214812564781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/04/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-2978890776303085210</id><published>2008-04-07T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:41:57.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dread</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R_oyJ4OpObI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MdmpJ7iyy28/s1600-h/DSC00743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186513066164566450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R_oyJ4OpObI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MdmpJ7iyy28/s320/DSC00743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;School.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;School.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Nevertheless, I shall never complain. Coz, I choose to be in this path. School was awesome as I have people like Janna, Qida and Nuriah and not forgetting the &lt;insert&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was alright. What’s new?? But the carnival seems dead when they knew that kak su already tendered her resignation letter. I really miss the boys, and faizah. People, all the best in your future endeavor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, studies. Calculus, you are killing me. if I have the option, I shall drop you out. History, you are loved and MOB, ok, long way to go. MT, ahhh ‘’karat’’! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Wishes that need to be granted;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ample sleeping time.&lt;br /&gt;complete all assignments regardless of level of difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;jog along north park at least 3 rounds&lt;br /&gt;save $$ for aussie trip&lt;br /&gt;tidy up study room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya allah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-2978890776303085210?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/2978890776303085210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=2978890776303085210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/2978890776303085210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/2978890776303085210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/04/dread.html' title='dread'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R_oyJ4OpObI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MdmpJ7iyy28/s72-c/DSC00743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-882928189038174066</id><published>2008-03-14T12:57:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T13:22:50.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little things can make huge difference!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Since I have the time to blog, I’ll do it. So people listen up. March holidays was spent by working. I totally had forgotten all about MI for a moment! Well, the learning journey will begin this Monday. 08A5, here I come! Hopefully, it will be a great class with amicable friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now, I yet to taste waffle ice cream! Unfulfilled task! Any suggestions for a nice scrumptious waffle ice cream? Please let the tag board move!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can’t wait to upload photos that I’ve taken in MI! Below are photos of my new friends that I’ve met during orientation. Ready, GO!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R9oGKdSFpoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/tIihGqxg4OY/s1600-h/IMG_4038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177457498344760962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R9oGKdSFpoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/tIihGqxg4OY/s320/IMG_4038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Neutons!!!! try to spot me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R9oHC9SFppI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Uk5Reqoou8I/s1600-h/IMG_4041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177458469007369874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R9oHC9SFppI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Uk5Reqoou8I/s320/IMG_4041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;this is Aqidah aka pinklady aqido!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R9oHoNSFpqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/pSdWwnAwsJQ/s1600-h/IMG_4042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177459108957496994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R9oHoNSFpqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/pSdWwnAwsJQ/s320/IMG_4042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hiro!!!! the Jap student in my orientation class! one cool dude that doesn't talk much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R9oH-tSFprI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RIQtW9Z9xxw/s1600-h/IMG_4043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177459495504553650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R9oH-tSFprI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RIQtW9Z9xxw/s320/IMG_4043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;we talked too much in class!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R9oIV9SFpsI/AAAAAAAAAJw/9g4TykLXL9g/s1600-h/IMG_4044.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177459894936512194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R9oIV9SFpsI/AAAAAAAAAJw/9g4TykLXL9g/s320/IMG_4044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE NEUTRONS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R9oI69SFptI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/OFMoiXEUvDI/s1600-h/IMG_4045.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177460530591672018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R9oI69SFptI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/OFMoiXEUvDI/s320/IMG_4045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Alfian, famous ''bapok'' and alex. PEACE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R9oJYtSFpuI/AAAAAAAAAKA/M2lV5eNbG3Y/s1600-h/IMG_4049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177461041692780258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R9oJYtSFpuI/AAAAAAAAAKA/M2lV5eNbG3Y/s320/IMG_4049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nuriah&amp;amp;Janna!!! my lunch partner!!!!hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R9oJ2dSFpvI/AAAAAAAAAKI/0k6Up6lWUUc/s1600-h/DSC00758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177461552793888498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R9oJ2dSFpvI/AAAAAAAAAKI/0k6Up6lWUUc/s320/DSC00758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ROFL! during career seminar talk, janna wrote this on her reflection! so TAK PAYAH! PERANGAI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dear Faizah and Yusri&lt;br /&gt;Time on your side that will never end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The most beautiful thing you can ever spend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But you work in a shirt with your name tag on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Drifting apart like a plate tectonic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It don't matter to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Cos all I wanted to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Was a million miles from here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Somewhere more familiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Too much time spent dragging the past up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I didn't see you not looking when I messed up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Settling down in your early twenties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sucked more blood than a backstreet dentist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dear Monster,&lt;br /&gt;We will, we will step you flat&lt;br /&gt;Like a gingerbread&lt;br /&gt;And never let you step us back!Once is enough&lt;br /&gt;Because we will never be defeated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Enough said! I’m done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-882928189038174066?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/882928189038174066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=882928189038174066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/882928189038174066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/882928189038174066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/03/little-things-can-make-huge-difference.html' title='little things can make huge difference!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R9oGKdSFpoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/tIihGqxg4OY/s72-c/IMG_4038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-8230783915684553387</id><published>2008-02-25T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T23:47:38.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don’t have any &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt; now. My knee snapped again and thanks! It brings &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt; to me again! Ough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence is golden. So, can I pawn it for happiness? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOING TO KNOCK OFF SOON, BYE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-8230783915684553387?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/8230783915684553387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=8230783915684553387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8230783915684553387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8230783915684553387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/02/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-5686363762944153482</id><published>2008-02-23T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T22:34:38.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOT HOT HOT!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ok GO! Many would have wondered what happens to me. Well people, I was busy lever since I’ve got my posting results, well as expected, I managed to set my foot on Millennia Institute. Many against me going to that institute as they claimed it was freaking far and not worthwhile. Folks, it’s my choice. I shall prove that I am not the old Sri that easily gives up hope and always known as ‘retained girl’. Get that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a pain that I have to wake up way early in the morning to prepare to school. Dad was such a sweet as he offered to send me to school. But I can never depend on him always. Anyway, I can go with Nizar always! Not forgetting my new friends, Sakinah, Diyanah, Jannah, Nuriah and Aqidah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Well the Orientation at MI was awesome except for the first day. The OGLs (orientation group leaders) faced difficulties to ‘charge’ some energy and enthusiasm on us. And the DM talk was super boring and dictatorial! Gosh even the P’s speech was well heard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next and following day was fine and bombastic as we were filled with games! And yes, the mystery game was fun! You were supposed to find the murderer and each station were the suspects acting as if they were not themselves! Haha hilarious though! Somehow, I miss my sec one orientation. People said, first experience is always the best! I have not yet started my lessons yet what’s more buying uniform ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I miss..&lt;br /&gt;1. slacking with the ETP people&lt;br /&gt;2. talking on the phone every night with dhai and Melati&lt;br /&gt;3. going to starbucks to slack&lt;br /&gt;4. sleep after dawn prayers and wake up in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;5. watching Korean movies and drama online&lt;br /&gt;6. going gym with Haliejah and regina&lt;br /&gt;7. dianah’s bubbly talk&lt;br /&gt;8. ryhan’s kinky talks&lt;br /&gt;9. junjie’s trademark ‘’I slap your face!!!”&lt;br /&gt;10. working full day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;PLEASE!!!I’M GOING MAD NOW!!!&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/9408942-5686363762944153482?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/5686363762944153482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=5686363762944153482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5686363762944153482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5686363762944153482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/02/hot-hot-hot.html' title='HOT HOT HOT!!!!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-4494697126406878579</id><published>2008-02-15T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T22:59:32.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ain't kinky nor pedophile</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Dear…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoo outing people&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the marvelous outing. I had joy, and fun and laughter. Animal shows, you animals ROCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben &amp;amp; Jerry cow&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my listening ear when zafran, adzlin, syukri and dhaifina called me ‘’deprived childhood’’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melati&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you took a picture when I’m sleeping in kak yam’s car aiye? If you and dhai disseminate the photos to others, I make sure you girls been tied up in the rainbow ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhan&lt;br /&gt;Dude, I’m not pedophile! I just loved kids and you’re just jealous that no kids wants you!!! Tralalalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dhai&lt;br /&gt;You another toad, I’ not kinky at all. Please eh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regina&lt;br /&gt;Girl, hope you love the small treat that we gave you just now. Stay happy always ok??&lt;br /&gt;Ha! My new toad!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sri Nurulhuda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-4494697126406878579?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/4494697126406878579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=4494697126406878579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4494697126406878579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4494697126406878579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-aint-kinky-nor-pedophile.html' title='I ain&apos;t kinky nor pedophile'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-1747982149278578622</id><published>2008-02-09T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T00:54:25.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep going on strong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;I don't know why I'm acting as if  I'm PMS today. Nothing goes my way. Agitated guest, go rot one side and die! And yes, my stomach hurts a lot today. I had never felt that sharp pain before. The excruciating pain really brought me to moody mood just now. Acting like it never happen, I went about the Carnival stall hoping the pain would fade away. Aigoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since yesterday and today, I’ve been serving foreign guests from Korea. My goodness! They were amiable and nice! Annyong-Haseyo! Aja-Aja Fighting! Today’s the best. I met the hyper Korean guest, a mother with two kids. Served them for almost all stations that they went. After hours of getting those toys, they greeted me with their fluent Korean accent, Kamsa-Hamnida, which means thank you and vanished within the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight world.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-1747982149278578622?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/1747982149278578622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=1747982149278578622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1747982149278578622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1747982149278578622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/02/keep-going-on-strong.html' title='Keep going on strong'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-7416401651829158700</id><published>2008-02-06T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T20:32:43.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOWTIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;I’m back again!! It’s nearly a month this blog was updated. Sorry people, I just simply have no idea what to update. Anyway, I’m sure some of you may know that I managed to pass through GCE ‘O’ levels, after the second attempt. Alhamdullilah… the next step, Millenia Institute? Temasek Polytechnic?? Let’s shall wait till 19/02.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, Escape Theme Park or ETP opens during school holidays or weekends. Thus, during weekdays, where everyone in my home was out working, I was at home all alone sticking my eyes on the computer. Ehem.. Watching Korean drama or movie, thanks to my Ms TB. I’m not hating her, but instead loving her deep deep. At least there are some things that I could do to fill the boredom. Yes, I’m not afraid to say I’M ADDICTED TO KOREAN MOVIES!!! Anyhoo, I’m sure readers would like to know what I’m doing for the past months. So people, let the pictures do the talking!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R6miSCOY48I/AAAAAAAAAIw/qnXwBcgrmPg/s1600-h/IMG_3822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163836878475551682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R6miSCOY48I/AAAAAAAAAIw/qnXwBcgrmPg/s320/IMG_3822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;work...work...work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R6miuSOY49I/AAAAAAAAAI4/rp_ALzeq_no/s1600-h/IMG_3909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163837363806856146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R6miuSOY49I/AAAAAAAAAI4/rp_ALzeq_no/s320/IMG_3909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;meet dhaiiiiiiffffiiiiinnnnnnaaaaaaaaaa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R6mjOiOY4-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/wQTqTP7be9I/s1600-h/IMG_3744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163837917857637346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R6mjOiOY4-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/wQTqTP7be9I/s320/IMG_3744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;spent most of the days with Mek and not forgetting, dhai toady...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R6mnryOY4_I/AAAAAAAAAJI/3lgXIE9e3wE/s1600-h/IMG_3771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163842818415322098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R6mnryOY4_I/AAAAAAAAAJI/3lgXIE9e3wE/s320/IMG_3771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and always made trips to vivo to enjoy these scenery *winks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;oh yes! happy chinese new year to all chinese friends. may you have blissful life ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-7416401651829158700?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/7416401651829158700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=7416401651829158700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7416401651829158700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7416401651829158700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/02/showtime.html' title='SHOWTIME'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R6miSCOY48I/AAAAAAAAAIw/qnXwBcgrmPg/s72-c/IMG_3822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-4446759815301807070</id><published>2008-01-10T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T01:03:11.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;One word. Fun. First thing that I did in the morning was meeting Haliejah. Off we set to Bugis to do some window shopping. And yes, we did a lot of catch ups. How I wish Regina was with us. I told Haliejah about my dumb problem about liking this particular person and Haliejah talked about her miscommunication with her cousins. After a fulfilling scrumptious lunch at KFC we headed to Bugis Village. Many hilarious things happened during our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scene 1: I saw a lady holding something like a baby in her arms. So I said, ‘’Eh Jah, cute eh baby tu’’ while pointing towards the lady. As I approached nearer to the lady, suddenly I was totally shocked! It’s not a baby! It’s a white dog!!! I can say that many dog owners treat their pets like babies. So, do not assume that there is a baby in the baby pram next time. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 2: Haliejah wants to buy ¾ pants so I suggested we go to This Fashion near NAFA and National Library. While walking there, we drank Coconut drink. However when we reached there, it was clearly stated that no food or drinks allowed in the shop. So, we sat at the side of the entrance. We acted as if we had no home and beg for money. We are not surprised if suddenly a stranger walked past us and threw 10 cents in our drinks. Haliejah had already prepared what to say when a stranger walks past her. ‘’NBCB!!! I’m drinking right???’’ Not only that, we saw the uncle that always took the same bus service 81 with us when we are heading to school last year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When the clock strikes 2.30pm, it’s time to meet Lim Junjie. He was super late and because of that I had spent my pay buying new pair of spectacles while waiting for him!!! Then of we head to IKEA to assist Azirah in buying stuffs for her new home. I really had issues with Lim Junjie! We can take the free shutter bus from Tampines Mrt station. But he insisted taking 27 as he claimed someone overtook our queue! Ok fine. We walked to the bustop. Then, I saw another shutter bus. We tried to catch the bus, but it left us! IDIOT! And yes, serves him right for forking out $5 cab fare!!! Haha! Ok, today, we toured IKEA, and then moved to Courts to check for mom’s rice cooker. And then to Giant for dinner. In IKEA showroom, the three of us acted as if we were the boss, secretary, and worst of all, housewives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4T65v-eqYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/tmTGDjkdbao/s1600-h/DSC00699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153519743656700290" style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" height="257" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4T65v-eqYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/tmTGDjkdbao/s320/DSC00699.JPG" width="156" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4T8xf-eqZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/1wMa_67qdms/s1600-h/DSC00701.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My dear Azirah is moving out tomorrow!!! I bet she will miss her days staying in Pasir Ris.. We will be miles apart but hey! No worries ok? Technology has advanced now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4T9e_-eqbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/HPJlQCvSFnY/s1600-h/DSC00700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153522582630082994" style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4T9e_-eqbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/HPJlQCvSFnY/s320/DSC00700.JPG" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/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/9408942-4446759815301807070?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/4446759815301807070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=4446759815301807070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4446759815301807070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4446759815301807070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/01/trip.html' title='TRIP'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4T65v-eqYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/tmTGDjkdbao/s72-c/DSC00699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-809827179967433714</id><published>2008-01-08T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T01:19:10.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hola!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;See? Again Sri left this blog untouched! And even New Year just begun 8 days ago, I hve yet not blog! Shame on you SRI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life’s good these past few days. Nothing much happened. Anyway, I’ve promised some of my loyal readers to upload photos of my recent Christmas staff party held at Wild Wild Wet last 27th. Here you go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JR5P-eqKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Q8P_FO8vHTo/s1600-h/IMG_3552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152770967648250018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JR5P-eqKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Q8P_FO8vHTo/s320/IMG_3552.JPG" 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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;the person whom did my hair, andrew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JTQv-eqMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/bk5V84b7vWU/s1600-h/IMG_3607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152772470886803650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JTQv-eqMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/bk5V84b7vWU/s320/IMG_3607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JTQv-eqMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/bk5V84b7vWU/s1600-h/IMG_3607.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;from ghostbusters to hairspray to audrey hepburn to men in black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JT-P-eqNI/AAAAAAAAAG4/f_Qllb1rlgU/s1600-h/IMG_3611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152773252570851538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JT-P-eqNI/AAAAAAAAAG4/f_Qllb1rlgU/s320/IMG_3611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;love this people!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JUh_-eqOI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xg7R19McJ-E/s1600-h/IMG_3620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152773866751174882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JUh_-eqOI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xg7R19McJ-E/s320/IMG_3620.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;oh please pardon these two spastic colleague of mine; james and farhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JU5v-eqPI/AAAAAAAAAHI/v323cCw3HHs/s1600-h/IMG_3623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152774274773068018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JU5v-eqPI/AAAAAAAAAHI/v323cCw3HHs/s320/IMG_3623.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;meet my Ms TAK BOLEH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JVR_-eqQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/HUJE7V3QAgk/s1600-h/IMG_3658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152774691384895746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JVR_-eqQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/HUJE7V3QAgk/s320/IMG_3658.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;We never went home empty handed ok? and melati, you hold the gift upside down ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JWh_-eqRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/CoiH_cJ2_Nw/s1600-h/IMG_3663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152776065774430482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JWh_-eqRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/CoiH_cJ2_Nw/s320/IMG_3663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JWh_-eqRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/CoiH_cJ2_Nw/s1600-h/IMG_3663.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;This ghostbuster, one word, GATAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JW8_-eqSI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lZ0_tbsAy04/s1600-h/IMG_3666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152776529630898466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JW8_-eqSI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lZ0_tbsAy04/s320/IMG_3666.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;the other ghostbuster, well as you can see, he's doing a toothpaste advertisement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JXxv-eqTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/-eo4lwLwbqs/s1600-h/IMG_3667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152777435868997938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JXxv-eqTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/-eo4lwLwbqs/s320/IMG_3667.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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;meet the ETP and WWW life saver, Sham!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JYWv-eqUI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7u6N-ARnFPE/s1600-h/IMG_3669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152778071524157762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JYWv-eqUI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7u6N-ARnFPE/s320/IMG_3669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JYWv-eqUI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7u6N-ARnFPE/s1600-h/IMG_3669.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ghostbuster, school of rock, hairspray, harry potter reunite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JZCf-eqVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/U97YOtrigQ8/s1600-h/IMG_3671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152778823143434578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JZCf-eqVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/U97YOtrigQ8/s320/IMG_3671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;the most creative i must say ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oh yes! When I was working during the holidays, I’ve encountered numerous guests that I must label them as the good and the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The good&lt;br /&gt;Guest: excuse me, when is the flume ride operating? &lt;em&gt;(A Singh male guest) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I’m so sorry sir. The flume ride currently undergoing medical checkup.&lt;em&gt; (It is supposed to be Mechanical check. How on earth I was to talk about medical checkup???)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guest: &lt;em&gt;(with the are-you-sure attitude),&lt;/em&gt; medical checkup???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The bad 1&lt;br /&gt;Guest: How much is the photo?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sir, its $XXX for the 6R and $XXX for the keychain.&lt;br /&gt;Guest: can you send me the soft copy by email?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I’m sorry sir, we do not offer sending soft copies&lt;br /&gt;Guest: Bull$%^&amp;amp;! Tell your company don’t be so stingy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I feel like throwing what I’m holding on in my hand during that moment; 3kg paper cutter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The bad 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As many carnival people may concerned, Roller Derby station 5 is not functioning well. The ball keeps coming out even though the station was closed. Thus, this irresponsible child played the ball and got 3rd placing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Me: My dear, have you paid?&lt;br /&gt;Guest: No. the ball come out. So I play lor.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Do you know that you have to pay in order to play this game?&lt;br /&gt;Guest’s Father: I know I know. But when we call you, you never come here.&lt;em&gt; (I swear I was at the Vertical Game selling coupons and my other colleague was stationed at Roller Derby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Me: sir, I was not here when you called. Perhaps you got the wrong person? So, are you still want to play?&lt;br /&gt;Guest’s father: &lt;em&gt;(I think he heard me saying pay instead of play),&lt;/em&gt; I know I have to pay. But we call you, you ever listen! So what you want now???!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: I asked a simple question, do you want to play???&lt;br /&gt;Guest walked away and said: I’m going to complain!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: in my mind, &lt;em&gt;gasak kau lah nak…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Working in ETP is good or bad. But who cares?? It’s the colleagues and superiors that make me want to stay longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Anyway, yesterday after work, I went out with Ms Tak Boleh. Well, she brought me to Bugis at first to find her shoe. Unfortunately, the shoe that she wants only left on the display. So we give it a miss. Then off we went to vivo city. Seriously, I’m ashamed of myself. I had never stepped to vivo even though my parents went there to celebrate their wedding anniversary last year!!!! I wish to go there often and sit by the harbour and watch the sun set again. *winks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Now, I have an addiction towards Korean drama, My girl. I know this drama was on air few years back. Today, I slacked the whole day in my brother’s room just to watch the DVD. The DVD at my living room can throw away! Being so sensitive that it could not read the DVD that Melati borrowed me. Thumbs up for My Girl. So Melati, any more Korean DVD that I can borrow??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Psssttttt, I have a huge crush on this guy below. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JdEf-eqWI/AAAAAAAAAIA/4v5bEDKImtY/s1600-h/miniphoto38812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152783255549684066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JdEf-eqWI/AAAAAAAAAIA/4v5bEDKImtY/s400/miniphoto38812.jpg" width="154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Lee Dong Wook!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&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;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-809827179967433714?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/809827179967433714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=809827179967433714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/809827179967433714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/809827179967433714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2008/01/hola.html' title='hola!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R4JR5P-eqKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Q8P_FO8vHTo/s72-c/IMG_3552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-3763513326139925324</id><published>2007-12-16T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T00:04:41.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Mr Admirer...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As much as I love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As much as I need you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I can't stand you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Must everything you do make me wanna smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can I not like you for awhile?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I hate how much I love you boy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't stand how much I need you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I hate how much I love you boy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I just can't let you go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I hate that I love you so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-3763513326139925324?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/3763513326139925324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=3763513326139925324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/3763513326139925324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/3763513326139925324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2007/12/dear-mr-admirer.html' title=''/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-1935158707733460020</id><published>2007-12-16T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T23:57:45.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh goodbye!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Doing retail shop with Lim Junjie for today’s afternoon shift was never mundane with exception of some irritating customers. Well, we had issues with the limited edition kids t-shirt and the photo system, Ouh! Whats new??  And towards the end of the day, we had issues with each other. Junjie had gone spastic today. In front of a senior citizen customer that visits our shop to wait for his grandchild, Junjie, with his &lt;em&gt;get-a-life&lt;/em&gt; attitude, wants to throw the 3 kg paper cutter to my face! Thank God he was only joking! If it’s for real, I shall go spastic too! I should have taken his picture and post it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;‘’It’s hard to let it go. When you’re gone, it will change our lives forever, because, you are one in a million.’’&lt;/em&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/9408942-1935158707733460020?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/1935158707733460020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=1935158707733460020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1935158707733460020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/1935158707733460020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-goodbye.html' title='Oh goodbye!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-8649195671384245589</id><published>2007-12-07T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T00:11:54.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Where shall I start now? Oh yes, the photo system in the retail shop was already up! Well even though the usage used was not the same as last time, its ok, I surely will be able to adapt from it. As predicted, my sale for the shift was fine. Not bad. Anyway, my brown clip was not lost. It was well secured in my mom’s cherry bag. I loike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;For the replacement of my dear orange adidas watch, I have bought new Puma watch. After much of drama mama session with the sales assistant, I managed to get the watch at lowest price that I could bargain. So, Puma watch, please do your part in reminding me the precious time that I’m leading. Someday, I shall buy your other siblings. *winks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m kinda half hearted now. Should I go to escape theme park and play the rides again tomorrow? If it is, the whole solid two weeks of my time were well spent at the theme park! No worries, the Hitman Movie trip is still on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#00cccc;"&gt;‘’Likes me, likes me not. Likes me???’’&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/9408942-8649195671384245589?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/8649195671384245589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=8649195671384245589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8649195671384245589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8649195671384245589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2007/12/and.html' title='and....'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-8652540887902099258</id><published>2007-11-29T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T22:45:50.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>superman?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IM DEAD TIRED TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;Well, today I went to escape theme park again. Not to report work but to enjoy the benefits of the $7 promotion. It seems that this whole week I spent my entire week in Escape Theme Park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together Haliejah, Melati and Regina, we began taking the Flipper ride, followed by the Haunted House. However, the haunted house turned out that it was not as scary as my last visit. Nevertheless, Nana, the gatekeeper, accompanied us throughout the whole journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After that, we moved on to Rainbow ride. PS: Junjie and azirah, I was not afraid of the ride like I used to the last time!!! The most thrill ride that nearly made my adrenaline rush passed through my veins was Inverter! The ride was awesome! Perhaps after been trapped in the retail shop for quite some time has taught me to love this thrill ride to the max! Each day, I’ve seen people taking this ride and someday I wish I was in their shoe. Yes I am. As I’ve mentioned, the ride was awesome. I’ve not regret taking this ride for numerous times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toward the end of the day, we went to catch a quick dinner and oh dear! Suddenly I had the bad headache ever! It must be the Inverter ride. Nevertheless, I manage to swallow the whole packet of preserved fruits and now I am back to normal. BEST WEEK EVER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SPENT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am very sad today. After the inverter ride, I lost my favourite brown flower clip. That clip has been with me throughout my exams and now its gone.. and my favourite adidas orange watch was tearing. That watch has been part of my daily life. Dang it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;‘’if you dare to steal my heart, be prepared of the obstacles. Wanna try? Bring it on! I'm watching you!’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;’ *winks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-8652540887902099258?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/8652540887902099258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=8652540887902099258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8652540887902099258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/8652540887902099258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2007/11/superman.html' title='superman?'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-223963075811735483</id><published>2007-11-23T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T01:37:37.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R0W7cyWZ2AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/PoAkLv9wQcE/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135717053312391170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R0W7cyWZ2AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/PoAkLv9wQcE/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;For the past few days, all I could do was work, and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The crowd at Escape Theme Park was unbearable even though it’s pouring throughout the whole afternoon. Entertaining difficult guests, you named it! Nevertheless, I had fun and laughter that I missed during my absence. Retail shop changed a lot, not becoming worse, but better! The not user friendly POS system has changed to UBS which is 45787522463563 times better! Most probably next week, a mini photo station will be located in the retail shop. Of course, I am waiting for that moment to come because I am desperate to push up my sales and to appease ‘’our loving’’ boss… NOT! And not forgetting our miss &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;‘’Nahui!’’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Elaine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was in the retail shop for the whole day today. If next week, if my Full day shift was at the Retail Shop for the whole week, Elaine, you watch out! I can &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;rot and die of boredom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; inside the shop!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135719664652507154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R0W90yWZ2BI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bKVrCn3R8L8/s320/IMG_3457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;‘’Mee Rebus with Chicken Wing. Add Nasi Lemak Sambal plus &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pokka Green Tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.’’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-223963075811735483?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/223963075811735483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=223963075811735483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/223963075811735483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/223963075811735483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2007/11/bleah.html' title='bleah..'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/R0W7cyWZ2AI/AAAAAAAAAGI/PoAkLv9wQcE/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-910086739997579861</id><published>2007-11-13T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T19:40:41.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>free like a bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;As soon as the invigilator announced through the microphone, I silently prayed to God that everything is over! At last, all the hardships that I went through worthwhile. Well, I’m not the type where you threw crushed papers at your classmates and run amok half naked out of the school compound. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;! I’ve got basic courtesy ok? Me going half naked in the streets??? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*cricket sounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight after school, off I went to meet Haliejah and Regina for our daily work out routine in the gymnasium. Despite the communication breakdown, at last, the threesome met and had quick brunch before working out. Bad work out ever today. I didn’t realize that my school shoes were tearing into &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;half&lt;/span&gt;. Yet with all the determination that I could deter with the girls, I managed to survive. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*grins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Secondly, luckily, I did some warming up before touching the gymnasium equipments. I suddenly realized that my shorts were &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tearing&lt;/span&gt;. Haliejah helped, by giggling all the way. And yes, luck was not by her side too. She was happily running on the treadmill until she hear this sound &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;‘’flap, flap, flap.’&lt;/span&gt;’ Oh it’s her running shoe. The both of us gave up on continuing our mission, and sat while waiting for Regina, whom undyingly determined herself to the treadmill. Thirdly, the gym locker was such a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sweetheart.&lt;/span&gt; NOT! It took us &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; to just turn the ‘open’ knob to retrieve our belongings while other locker users took seconds to it! Among all, we had fun and laughter that will never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO LIM JUNJIE!!!&lt;/span&gt; So young man, be prepared to ‘’grill’’ yourself this coming Thursday! It’s time for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sweet revenge&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, where shall I start after ‘O’ Levels? Oh yes, my study room. Fuh! If one enters the room he shall got lost and crying for help as he was surrounded by piles and tones of worksheets! Next, work, yes, school holidays are around the corner and I bet the managements requires a lot of manpower, so ETP, here I come! Erm, Guides? Yes, don’t worry, you girls shall not be forgotten. There were a lot of things I want to share with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;‘’rise and shine pumpkins, I’m gonna get out of this hell soon! ‘’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-910086739997579861?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/910086739997579861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=910086739997579861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/910086739997579861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/910086739997579861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2007/11/free-like-bird.html' title='free like a bird'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-7385403825543390936</id><published>2007-11-09T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T23:30:42.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dear…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haliejah and Regina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I’m still sore about what happened to me recently. I’m glad that you two cheer me up and never fail to bring me up to what I am today. Thanks dearest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Azirah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are still one hot babe in my mind. And please, one fine day I am hopping to see you eating other food other than fish and chips and chicken rice. I know that day will never happen. But nyah, MIRACLE HAPPENS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Junjie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only guy friend that I can confide problems with. Hope you adore the shoe azirah and me bought for you. And now you are turning 18, so yah, go and take driving license so that you will not complain to me about your dying journey from Tampines to Yio Chu Kang daily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5N1 (2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the warm welcome all of you gave me when I first step in to the class. All those memories will never be separated from my mind. Hopefully, all of us will achieve success in our future endeavors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Melati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know many people gave up on coaxing you to go Graduation Night, but please, spent it a thought for your beloved classmate. And yes, I’m meeting you on 14 November. I really can’t wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ETP members&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news people!!! I’m coming back soon! There are millions of stories to shoot to you all!  Be prepared! &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/9408942-7385403825543390936?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/7385403825543390936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=7385403825543390936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7385403825543390936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/7385403825543390936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2007/11/dear.html' title='Dear...'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-4648497297376174163</id><published>2007-11-09T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T23:10:32.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt; At last! All the burdens I’ve been carrying all these while ended on 6th November. However, I still have one more paper which falls on Junjie’s birthday. No worries, celebration will still carry on as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130855752099650066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/RzR2H0GrWhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lZLH3tfeRTY/s320/DSC00202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;All I can say I feel thankful to Him for giving me the strength and faith in doing all these papers confidently. But to my dismay, Social Studies paper was such heartache. Imagine a mad woman weeping silently in the examination hall while doing the paper! I’m so crushed upon knowing the essays were not my liking. Venice? Population? Sustainability? Oh shoot! I studied none of it I swear! How I wish I could confidently ran myself to Bouna Vista MOE Headquarters and creates havoc there! Let’s hope for the better when the results came. No! I’m not going to be in distraught and collapse in HOD room again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On Tuesday, went out with Melati and Haliejah&lt;/span&gt; on a quest in finding the perfect blouse for my graduation night. This quest reminds me of the time when I find my dress for last year’s graduation night. It was hilarious plus pressurizing! I can imagine Azirah and Junjie’s face while following me finding the suitable dress. Anyway, it was well planned as I manage to find a suitable blouse. Thumbs up! Before that we went to Lucky Plaza because all of us were totally famished. We ate Nasi Ayam Penyet in this Indonesian Restaurant. It brought shame to me as never in my life I surrender myself to spicy food! So non spicy lover, Don’t, I repeat, DON’T eat this food if you could not stand spicy food!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Last Wednesday was a day where I released my stress with these two ladies in the pictures below. Yes, they made me totally forgot about my Social Studies paper. Yes, we watched ‘Stardust’. It’s awesome! A movie about a guy’s promise in bringing a fallen star to his admire on her birthday. At last, he himself fell in love with the Star and soon the adventure begins… SO PEOPLE, WATCH IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130856984755264034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/RzR3PkGrWiI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ei8NUP8gWX4/s320/IMG_3255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;''sometimes, things are better left unsaid.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-4648497297376174163?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/4648497297376174163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=4648497297376174163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4648497297376174163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4648497297376174163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2007/11/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/RzR2H0GrWhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lZLH3tfeRTY/s72-c/DSC00202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-6970183134925102326</id><published>2007-10-15T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T21:44:56.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Many would have thought that my blog world ended &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3rd September&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Wrong. I was too busy with preparations of my upcoming examinations and Hari Raya preparations. I would never expect that I would leave this blog unattended with posts. My apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, all Muslims celebrate the most welcoming event of the year, Hari Raya Aidilfitri. After a month of fasting, this fruitful day was worthwhile. As usual, relatives’ starts to flood my house on first day of Hari Raya as my mother was the eldest siblings among my family after my first aunt passed away. Local food such as &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sambal goreng&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rendang&lt;/span&gt; is a must in my house. It seems that all my cousins came to my house with babies in their arms, as what dianah said, its &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baby boom time&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; The first day of hari raya was hectic for me! Frequently I went to the kitchen taking out food and filling up water. At last, mama promised me that next year she is going to have a buffet so that it will be easier for the Ramli’s to serve the guest! Oh yes! As I’ve mentioned earlier that my house was filled with babies crying and laughing. Poor sri! She has to take care of all the babies while the parents of the child were eating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the third day of Raya, relatives still floods my house! Food that mama cooked run dry and she went &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panicking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;around the house! But still my preparations for the Big ‘O’ was never been neglected as in the afternoon I met Haliejah and we studied &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;science&lt;/span&gt; for the couple of hours! Haliejah, thanks for making my day and let me eat Yong Tau Fu!! I’m simply bored with Raya food and I’m desperate to eat Yong Tau Fu!!! Upon reaching home, another relative of mine came with their newborn baby Shafiq. So cute!!!! He was so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;chubby&lt;/span&gt; like his second brother, Syakil. I should have taken his picture! Haliejah, you should have come and meet this baby Shafiq!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Today ‘Mimpi Manis’ &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;last&lt;/span&gt; episode. *sob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you! Give me back my heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-6970183134925102326?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/6970183134925102326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=6970183134925102326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6970183134925102326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/6970183134925102326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2007/10/many-would-have-thought-that-my-blog.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-5569071120477512616</id><published>2007-09-03T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T00:38:09.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Good bye 18, Hello 19!!! All I could ask for was to stay happy as I am now and my parents to have long life in order to watch me grow and succeed in their hands. Love them a lot! Anyway, today marks a new history, No sabotage was made by Junjie and Azirah. All my effort in bringing extra clothes and towel for washing up was a waste! My day was well spent today even though it was a last minute plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;First of all, when the clock struck 12 midnight, I was sang ‘’Happy Birthday’’ song by my parents. And I received a call from Kida saying that she in urgent to pass me ‘’something’’. Sympathizes her, I went down and met her next to my block. We sat down and have a simple chat. Out of blue, Jay, my classmate came by with a small cake attached by candles and went all sang me another ‘’Happy Birthday’’ song. The sudden celebration enlightens me and yes, I went home with creams sticking my cheeks and nose. You can imagine how I looked like don’t you? Then I received dozens of text messages and gifts! And Ryhanizam sent me the coolest text ever! He is the only guy that text me ‘’Happy Birthday’’ song in Chinese language! As many knew, I could not leave my eyes on Winnie the Pooh. I really love the pouch given by Mufida, Kida, Lyana, Hazirah and Ain. Thanks! And yes, not forgetting Mr Teddy, from Jay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/RtrjGtTz5CI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Zf0WijwT1AA/s1600-h/DSC00516.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105642831959286818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/RtrjGtTz5CI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Zf0WijwT1AA/s200/DSC00516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/RtrjRNTz5DI/AAAAAAAAAEk/rKXS4P2KeAY/s1600-h/DSC00517.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105643012347913266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/RtrjRNTz5DI/AAAAAAAAAEk/rKXS4P2KeAY/s200/DSC00517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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;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-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Today, we watched ‘Hairspray’ and it was 5/5! It was really hilarious and it was a must to watch. I feel the ‘Grease’ era is back! But before that we filled our stomach at Fish &amp; Co and I had the scrumptious stingray meal which I could not recall what is the name of that dish and had Pink Passion. Well it did burn a hole in my pocket but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Rtrjp9Tz5EI/AAAAAAAAAEs/P96vcZsXM1I/s1600-h/DSC00513.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105643437549675586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Rtrjp9Tz5EI/AAAAAAAAAEs/P96vcZsXM1I/s200/DSC00513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Rtrj1tTz5FI/AAAAAAAAAE0/cw4O35Z908I/s1600-h/DSC00515.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105643639413138514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Rtrj1tTz5FI/AAAAAAAAAE0/cw4O35Z908I/s200/DSC00515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Teachers Day celebration was celebrated last Friday. To make it brief, the concert was ok but the boy band really needs a guitar banging on their face! How on earth they were selected?? God knows! It was true that Siglapians really did not know the basic courtesy and the appropriate way of clapping and cheering. They shout and clap like as if ‘&lt;em&gt;’suke hati mak bapak kau jer&lt;/em&gt;??’’ attitude. Pathetic. Oh! At last, Mdm Gill got her ‘’source based card’’. I have to express my greatest gratitude to melati for helping me!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/RtrkEdTz5GI/AAAAAAAAAE8/vxB4pCy1zIE/s1600-h/DSC00493.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105643892816208994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/RtrkEdTz5GI/AAAAAAAAAE8/vxB4pCy1zIE/s200/DSC00493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/RtrketTz5HI/AAAAAAAAAFE/TWt76lM4jFo/s1600-h/DSC00494.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Rtrk6tTz5II/AAAAAAAAAFM/nh-5bbeH9Wg/s1600-h/DSC00497.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105644824824112258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Rtrk6tTz5II/AAAAAAAAAFM/nh-5bbeH9Wg/s200/DSC00497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/RtrlNtTz5JI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jTeeh4xt9Qw/s1600-h/DSC00500.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105645151241626770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/RtrlNtTz5JI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jTeeh4xt9Qw/s200/DSC00500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/RtrlNtTz5JI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jTeeh4xt9Qw/s1600-h/DSC00500.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that’s about it. I shall go to sleep now and let the new day began.&lt;br /&gt;&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-5569071120477512616?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/5569071120477512616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=5569071120477512616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5569071120477512616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/5569071120477512616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/RtrjGtTz5CI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Zf0WijwT1AA/s72-c/DSC00516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408942.post-4180416862398385935</id><published>2007-08-24T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T22:08:43.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Rs7l39Tz4-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/csBE1MZ2Ios/s1600-h/DSC00274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102268177370571746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Rs7l39Tz4-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/csBE1MZ2Ios/s200/DSC00274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Blog time! This week was not hectic for me. All was well spent. Last Tuesday, I went for my GCE O level Oral exam. It was a ‘’no sweat’’ at all because my two examiners were amiable and one of the examiner once tested me for last two year’s GCE N level Oral Examination. This year, I was asked about the use of modern technology. It was answerable and I left the hall without the feeling of regret and bear this sentence in my head,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;‘’There will be no more third time sri you are taking this!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I am now preparing for my upcoming prelims. I have started mugging nowadays. But still I have not much confidence lining up in me. Let’s wait and see whether I could pass my prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I am still in doubt whether to follow my parents to Malaysia tomorrow afternoon. What I am afraid of once I reached there, all my focus on studying will fade away easily. There are millions of attractions that will never fail to attract me. Like, following my uncle in helping him out in the farm plucking lemon grass, playing with my cousins, helping my aunt cooking, follow my cousin in motor bike ride. I’m still thinking now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;kasih tercipta?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408942-4180416862398385935?l=story-of-sri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/feeds/4180416862398385935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408942&amp;postID=4180416862398385935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4180416862398385935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408942/posts/default/4180416862398385935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://story-of-sri.blogspot.com/2007/08/what.html' title='what???'/><author><name>::SrI NuRuLhUdA::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08170275983760034587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-j2sSPziWg/Rs7l39Tz4-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/csBE1MZ2Ios/s72-c/DSC00274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
