<?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-11158583</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:31:06.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yea...Shoot me.</title><subtitle type='html'>Yea...Shoot me...To death...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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>274</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11158583.post-3177590952550034802</id><published>2007-08-17T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T19:13:53.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL.</title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;wow this blog sure came close to extinction.&lt;br /&gt;pardon me but the existence of this blog totally slipped off my mind!&lt;br /&gt;actually i've moved. har har har.&lt;br /&gt;find me if you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-3177590952550034802?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3177590952550034802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=3177590952550034802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/3177590952550034802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/3177590952550034802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/08/lol.html' title='LOL.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-7821052721541636303</id><published>2007-06-28T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T11:03:44.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiatus.</title><content type='html'>this really cute blog will be on a mini hiatus. well actually im planning to delete this blog but its not confirmed yet. give me some time to think.. missing fir..&lt;br /&gt;how long how long how long more? Loves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loving someone comes with high expectation..thus greater the disappointment..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-7821052721541636303?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7821052721541636303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=7821052721541636303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/7821052721541636303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/7821052721541636303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/06/hiatus.html' title='hiatus.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-4912757361963062159</id><published>2007-06-23T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T17:58:53.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>splitting headache</title><content type='html'>just 2 weeks without exercising and my fitness level like dropped tremendously. sigh sigh sigh. usually able to run 2.4km, no problem, but just now, just 1 round and i was dying.&lt;br /&gt;during court play, i could hardly last for 10 minutes. i was walking around the court, waiting for the ball to come. sibei jialat sia.&lt;br /&gt;the jog was hell can. the heat seeped through my brains and i was dehydrating like a dried sponge. and my LBP was acting up and i was seeing stars. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo cant wait for exams to arrive and get it done with. but unfortunately, yufang is always around to spoil my eager anticipation to chill and have fun. because she just reminded me we have got lots of projects due after mst. aiyayayaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i wanna out. i dont feel too well actually. somebody? comfort me please? fir? haha&lt;br /&gt;sigh. sigh. sigh. sigh. sigh. sigh. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-4912757361963062159?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4912757361963062159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=4912757361963062159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/4912757361963062159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/4912757361963062159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/06/splitting-headache.html' title='splitting headache'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-2701411562004112851</id><published>2007-06-20T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T01:47:55.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aust trip.</title><content type='html'>HEHEHE. i am back and up and alive and kicking and happy and lots more! its 1.10am currently and i am still feeling really hyped over the trip. it was more than great. it was more than awesome. it was everything from sweet to spicy. memorable trip. great company. only thing lousy over at down under is the f-o-o-d. im so sick of maggi-mees, fish and chips and kebabs. and yeah, my brother picked on me like 24/7? cis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took 1200 odd photos and they are really nice. i mean of course i would say they turn out nice. like who would admit they take ugly fugly photos? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the last 2 days, we visited this farm and there was this donkey who is cuter than you. and mind you, he is 44 years old, believe it or not. well you gotta believe it anyway because you know i dont lie. hahaha. okay back to my point. this donkey just had his tooth removed (how cute is that) and we were forbidded to feed him (like duh!). i Love patting that hee-haw's nose and he seemed to enjoy those almost heavy petting session (haha) by nudging his nose at me and trying to look at me in the eye. how horny. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of road trips too because we travelled from one city to another. weather was superb. it was like 13 degrees? woah, the moment i stepped out of changi airport just now, i experienced a major heat wave. woo, how exeggerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh i know words are boring and you guys wont wanna read all my stories. well, maybe i will tell more stories verbally. so meet me okay? hahaha. i miss my friends so much. to those who has been accompanying me by smsing me every now and then, thank you. (:&lt;br /&gt;to those who tried to be funny while smsing me like 'are you home' (aishahhhhhhhhh), no chocos for you. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay before i wrap this up, i wanna share with you all some pictures. hehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the big gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooh~ fireplace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a4-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the vineyard, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a3-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beloved mum and dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a5-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah just 5 pics for now. maybe much later. im getting sleepy and the best thing ever is its raining. what a nice weather to cuddle up with my fat cat. hmm. good night everyone.&lt;br /&gt;hope you guys enjoyed your holiday like i did and to those who are having their exams when the term starts, good luck! later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-2701411562004112851?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2701411562004112851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=2701411562004112851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/2701411562004112851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/2701411562004112851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/06/aust-trip.html' title='aust trip.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-8062245584544040694</id><published>2007-06-07T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T15:35:21.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aussie baby</title><content type='html'>hubba hubba, aussie baby, here i come. hahaha. i am hyperventilating from excitement and i am really hyper now! woo. woo. woo. come on, uh huh. hahahahaha. so goddamn excited! i cant sleep! eh bedek. sleep like pig nak step cannot sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will miss you guys!! **bigggggg huggggg!** hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i will be back on the 19th. wooooohoooo. then exams. ceh so anti-climax right.&lt;br /&gt;okay pray for me a safe journey to and fro (: then i buy for you a present. hahahaa. good night! muacks muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please help me keep this blog alive. anything, just sms me, i will try my best to reach you back. aww how sweet am i? hahaha. and and and, the australia will be 3 hours ahead of singapore time. okok? i'll be backkkkk. (:&lt;br /&gt;by the way, yufang and i cut our hair already. ceh ceh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/hair.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after. heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/hair02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save your comments! hahaha. we know there isnt MUCH of a difference but....nice what.&lt;br /&gt;okay i got to go already and this gaymok is at my house right at this very moment!! hahaha.. later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-8062245584544040694?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8062245584544040694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=8062245584544040694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8062245584544040694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8062245584544040694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/06/aussie-baby.html' title='aussie baby'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-8973701787537378709</id><published>2007-06-01T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T22:26:38.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored.</title><content type='html'>i super glued my sports shoe just now. this is so random but im feeling really bored and lonely and i miss somebody so much im starting to hate this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;i so cant wait for my holiday trip and i am so gonna enjoy myself to the maximum and i am gonna take pretty pictures and i am not going to let anything make me feel upset and i am so sure that im gonna touch a cute koala bear. (((((: hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;but on the other hand, i am really gonna miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i went to support fir for his bouldering competition for the novice men category. and he didnt too too well but at least he tried. &lt;br /&gt;and i super waited alone like from 12.15pm to like 4.15pm or so can! not bad seh for a person like me to wait so long. did sudoku at macdonald until my neurons gave way. and i almost thought that my brain was as heavy as einstein's.&lt;br /&gt;finally, after the fruit ripe, ain turned up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mphosis like omg so nice la the slippers. but i must be crazy if i seriously buy another footwear. i cant wait for the next malaysia sale crap because its dirt cheap. but some of the stuffs are way too trashy. itu pun kalah eh. eh, ape itu itu. macam paham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i feel like eating coconut. thanks ain, you made my night. haha.&lt;br /&gt;okay best, tomorrow training. hmm, but then not alot of seniors coming /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-8973701787537378709?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8973701787537378709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=8973701787537378709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8973701787537378709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8973701787537378709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/06/bored.html' title='bored.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-7777327655068549920</id><published>2007-05-30T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T22:52:18.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate this feeling )':</title><content type='html'>i feel lost. this feeling is bothering me and i guess some of my classmates caught me day-dreaming alot in school. snap me out of this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am always prepared to experience disappointment but sometimes, the amount of it just drives me to the edge. i have my limits and i have not the slightest idea when this limit will run dry. come to think of it, i actually do have a 'rubber band' limit, if you get it. i almost cried just now. twice somemore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope im not making a hullabaloo over an ant hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends were there for me, be it for advice or just to lend me a listening ear. i really need a second opinion so it really helped alot. now the problem is me. i am in a terrible dilemma and i am aware of the dire consequences should i make the wrong decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway life is short and before you know it, you are already old, face full of creases and crow feets. hahaha. so, i will try my utmost best to be as cheerful as i can be! haha. i cant wait for next friday. im gonna miss all of you so much! haizzz.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, if you guys miss me right, just sms me (but i wont reply la). okay what, at least something, i know im being remembered. (: AWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been really really really really long since i last said this in my blog after every entry...&lt;br /&gt;good night sayang, Loves and misses.. /:&lt;br /&gt;oh and enjoy floorball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-7777327655068549920?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7777327655068549920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=7777327655068549920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/7777327655068549920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/7777327655068549920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-hate-this-feeling.html' title='i hate this feeling )&apos;:'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-4941707551561477603</id><published>2007-05-26T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T23:13:24.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck elearning</title><content type='html'>e-learning has never been this stressful. and when i say this stressful, it means that im on the brink of tearing myself (and my laptop) apart and scream at the bloody director who created this goddamn idea of e-learning. holy crap, i have not the slightest idea of how querulous i was for the past few days. and too bad, my close friends will hear nothing but my endless complains. and im aware i get a little too vulgar too...but whatever, i mean, you dont really expect me to chock-slam (whatever you call it) my laptop right, you sicko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it just feels so great that trainings have finally officially started. back to basics and and and we all have to run 10 rounds around the stadium for every training. 6 before and 4 after. woah, i can see muscles forming in my calves. i feel good. hahaha macam paham. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay there is always a bad side to everything good. i think.&lt;br /&gt;the heat! oh, the scorching sun. its killing me. and i get so easily dehydrated and then i get annoyed easily too. adding on to it, im dark. okay, i think less fairer sounds better. stupid nivea whitening cream. its not helping.&lt;br /&gt;but on the bright side, im at a lesser risk of developing skin cancer because i have more melanine! haha, lagi macam paham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well actually im uploading the project videos in youtube currently. and it sure is taking a hell lot of my precious time. might as well update this blog. okay droopy eyes, i feel like sleeping. maybe soon, good night all. enjoy floorball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-4941707551561477603?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4941707551561477603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=4941707551561477603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/4941707551561477603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/4941707551561477603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/05/fuck-elearning.html' title='fuck elearning'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-1288593507859238424</id><published>2007-05-23T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T22:30:49.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring like hell ar.</title><content type='html'>singapore river raft race out and over. school close. elearning shit here currently. fitness fun but tiring. projects not done. independent study, ahh i foresee something not too fruitful this year. numerical integration easy-peasy but very confusing. division 2 starting soon. what else? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, my hands itching/aching/dying to hold the stick. why is friday training cancelled????! cisssss. cant wait for saturday. cant wait woohoo. implored my dad for a raise in allowance to no avail. aiiiiii. okay enjoy floorball, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-1288593507859238424?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1288593507859238424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=1288593507859238424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1288593507859238424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1288593507859238424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/05/boring-like-hell-ar.html' title='boring like hell ar.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-6404094263404581278</id><published>2007-05-15T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:16:45.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay exams are back.</title><content type='html'>ahh, exams are already making their way here eventually. this is like in a blink of an eye and soon im gonna be sitting in the examination room, tensed and (not too) confident. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be the best i can be (chey) and i am aware that i always say this yet i still end up with not so pretty marks. the best ke ape. hahaha. anyway, point is, i tried (okay, i didnt do my best last year) almost as hard as everyone else. but the thing is, i wasnt born clever (like most people are) so i have to work doubly extra hard to be on par with my classmates. ahh, damn you all, why are you guys so smart? give me a chance will you? lol.. see, im starting to crap when i get nervous. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay! my point is, i am not gonna be updating often till exams are over (though i can foresee an update in about 3 days time...) and please help me in this by not updating your blog too (hahaha). nah, im just joking. cant you take a joke, you noob? aiiiiiiiiiiii! i can feel the stress already! woahh, chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of chill, i had bubble tea just now. enak~&lt;br /&gt;yikes, out of topic. okay im gonna study and please do your part too by not littering. hahaha. good night! muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-6404094263404581278?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6404094263404581278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=6404094263404581278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/6404094263404581278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/6404094263404581278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-exams-are-back.html' title='okay exams are back.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-1592210816806559903</id><published>2007-05-11T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T17:22:43.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy kidddddd!</title><content type='html'>chocolate makes one happy? really hah? if its indeed true then i so need one right now. ):  not that im sad or what but im just not feeling happy. haha. im coughing and it seems that my new bff is the flu bug. how bothersome. bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i bought this strips of coloured paper and i folded 26 stars. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night (okay, evening), i chilled at esplanade with syaf. lol.. eh, shiok ar. i dont know why i Love to sit outdoors (windy is a must-have situation). still remember the time i sat outside the library for almost an hour, alone. ahhh, very relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last 2 days, met up with sha and we walked alot. okay, i really really mean super aloooooooot. eh, exaggerate je tahu. happened to walk pass Fort Canning Park so we went up like 8 flights of stairs with 16 steps each flight. man, i so can feel those calories burning. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, see, i disturb yufang again in class. err its mct practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/2-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i wanna take a nap now. tonight, gonna study. friday was suppose to be my day but its okay. you dont understand right? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i think most singaporeans are so not civic-minded and Love to feign ignorance over some stuffs that happened right before their eyes. unless its money, that is. and rude! yes, we are so rude you know. we eh.. okay ar whatever. and i still cant believe that gundu sami mama made that 'tsk' sound at me. and pretended to look away when i turned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye..nap for awhile. enjoy floorball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-1592210816806559903?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1592210816806559903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=1592210816806559903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1592210816806559903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1592210816806559903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-kidddddd.html' title='happy kidddddd!'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-7040364886772647263</id><published>2007-05-08T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T23:42:48.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.</title><content type='html'>i am procrastinating again. have been putting my maths tutorials aside since forever. see how much time i have wasted. there is no point in having a longer day (more than 24 hours) because in the end... people like me will procrastinate more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see! after endless persuasion and pestering, i finally managed to get a shot with my favourite classmate. hahaha. more like 'favourite'. lol.. and look at that face he made. cute kan! i super super Love to disturb him can. and he also super Love to bully me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/DSC02353.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now, i was so bored at home so i started playing the piano for about half an hour and i kept playing this Love song. damn..i forgot the title. okay nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;but i so Love the song. later i play for you la. alah as if. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh yufang! dont know how to wait ar. please be more patient, not like me. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;okay i cant wait for tomorrow. i am meeting my super best friend (hahaha) and we are gonna laugh alot tomorrow (: woohooo.&lt;br /&gt;okay good night, sweet dreams of me, butterflies and rainbows (and floorballs). hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-7040364886772647263?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7040364886772647263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=7040364886772647263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/7040364886772647263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/7040364886772647263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello.html' title='hello.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-5739543674977896024</id><published>2007-05-06T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T13:28:23.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEEE.</title><content type='html'>I AM SUPER SORRY! for not attending training today. ): i really wanted to go but dad made a last minute decision to go sentosa. woah, i just made a public apology. &lt;br /&gt;is it accepted, girls? hehehe. have fun babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday night i watched the ice hockey finals with shafira and this other friend. it was great and damn! why are children forever the victims of parents' faults? lol. pity that little china toddler. cant describe much because you gotta be there. but sad to say, it was hilarious. hahahahahahahaha. cracked me and shaf up like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i super ran all the way home from the lift can. hahaha, it was like 1am? but i was on the phone with dzuhir. hahaha. made him call me so i wont be too lonely. i kept imagining stuffs especially about the movie 'Jangan Pandang Belakang' even though i havent watch it. and no intention to! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went school to solder (hahaha) and we did it at t15. actually i never soldered. seram beb! so i just did some simple stuffs. and then had lunch at JP with gordon, yufang and syaf. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i got to go le. be back real soon i guess. enjoy sunday! enjoy floorball! hahahaha. and dzuhir, you better get working on your blog. hahaha. later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-5739543674977896024?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/5739543674977896024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=5739543674977896024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/5739543674977896024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/5739543674977896024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/05/wheee.html' title='WHEEE.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-5928706149845231900</id><published>2007-05-04T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T20:26:25.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great day!</title><content type='html'>okayyy, like i've once mentioned, this is like so far, the best procrastination tool i ever know of. im supposed to be checking my board for connectivity but... maybe later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sp really should have guidelines for users of the study area at t15. come on man,&lt;br /&gt;sp built the moberly exclusively for lan-gamings but guys (will be guys) are still being goddamn selfish by taking up precious space at t15 to play lan games, robbing people like me and my friends the chance to solderrrrrrrr!!!!!!!! OMFG. how frustrating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me, yufang and rau ended up searching for empty labs at t126 to no avail. is that cool or what. finally, we settled on the corridor ground and chit chatted all the way till god knows when. okay lah. till 3pm like that. we actually went t11a, our normal spot. then rau went home, leaving me with my gaymuk so we continued to chill at jurong east. macam auntie sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just dont understand why some people just cant seem to stop bugging me. as if my dropdead obvious hints are not obvious enough for his blinded eyes. lol, kurang ajar seh aku. okay yanti, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i Love the song One Moment in Time by Whitney Houston. its soooo nice~&lt;br /&gt;go download yourself ar. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yesterday was so fun. its been like eons since i last felt so nervous. hahahaha. i was like, i dont know. lol. yufang was like so excited sia to know about it. you the sebok one, not me. ehhhhh tomorrow! yufang sayang! go with me okay? im waiting for gordonnnn to call me first. accompany me okay! then go solder in school together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/02-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/01-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and i super miss my all time favourite girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/03-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time i saw her? super long ago! donkey years ago (ni part da bedek). aishah! sorry sunday cant make it! my trainings la. Love ya no matter what! stay happy, you little nanny's girl. hehehehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-5928706149845231900?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/5928706149845231900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=5928706149845231900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/5928706149845231900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/5928706149845231900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/05/great-day.html' title='great day!'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-8433249626806615728</id><published>2007-05-02T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T19:59:52.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spiderman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/1-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched spiderman 3 with darsh after school today because im like so bored as i ended school early. well, the show wasnt THAT good nor was it so bad BUT its really not up to my expectation. infact, frankly, i think it sucks. ):&lt;br /&gt;the show hah, like hindustan sia, i tell you. its freaking loooooooong winded. we both were getting restless already so we both started playing with our popcorns. and i dunked one right down her bra. hahahahahaha. well okay not exactly but it almost made it down there. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the toilet at cineleisure sucks (again) because, they actually hung the mirrors sooooo high up that i cant even see my face! what an insult!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's lecture was a bore!!!! damn. i hate MCT and i also hate BI. how i wish i can just sit down the whole day in school and study maths instead of all those crappy modules. okay haryanti! anyway, i still had fun in school just now. &lt;br /&gt;yufang you gemok! you should have stayed with me in fc3 la. what la you ni! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alah! tomorrow is gonna be another long day. starts at 8am and ends at 5pm oi! but i cant wait for gems.. hehe. its really interesting you know. its astronomy by the way and even though the lecturer's a big lame-o, his lessons rock. eh macam real pulak aku ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah i wanted to close my blog right actually but then when i think back, i just cant bring myself to (right). its keeps me company when im bored and it lets me blurt out everything i want without fail. awwwww. keep la! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ehh makan le. later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-8433249626806615728?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8433249626806615728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=8433249626806615728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8433249626806615728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8433249626806615728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/05/spiderman.html' title='spiderman.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-7524459224436667554</id><published>2007-04-30T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T23:35:38.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>im back from the floorball orientation camp. as expected, i met alot of great people, be it from my group or other groups. i had a fantabulous night with darsh in my sleeping bag and we did something that its not really proper for me to say up here. heh heh heh. so yeah, i'll leave the details behind. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeet best part was my group won the best group. first beb! i am a super sore loser okay but yeah. we won and im really happy though i think i didnt really displayed any signs of happiness yesterday. lol. but my mind was really occupied (i know you know, darsh) with that 'thingy'...damn! im sick man. arh, whatever! &lt;br /&gt;STOP IT YANTI!!!! ishhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i enjoyed my camp and i hope the new batch did too.. i finally rid the 4 bulky bottles in my cupboard to be given to the best campers and players. ahh, more space lor. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sooooooo tired yeaterday so took taxi home and i slept at 7.30pm and woked up at 1am. wooo thanks eh, havent had my dinner somemore. hahaha. anyway yeah, i slept back till this morning and it was time to go school. stupid BI tutorials. what a total waste of my time. it sucks big time! cant the lecturers like do something to spice up the lesson?!! i paid thousands to be entertained this way? hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yufang my one and only gaymuk miss me when i was away. alalala~ ahahahha. nonsense sia haryanti. kk i put osme pictures (yufang i know you know too) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp was great..big thanks to all the committee members esp ain, jaja..not forgetting the messing officers, prop masters, logistics, group leader (ehem) and somemore somemore i think i forgot already. good job you guys. Love you all laaaaa!!! sayang betul!!!!! muackssssssssss! hehehehehe. miang tul aku ni. kk sudah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one hah, wo de group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/01.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darsh's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/03.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;messinggggg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/04.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get to join the fun because of i know you knowwwwwwwwwww! sad sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/06.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darsh's group during meal time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/05.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh weeee weeeet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/08.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/07.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy oiiiii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/09.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-7524459224436667554?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7524459224436667554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=7524459224436667554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/7524459224436667554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/7524459224436667554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-7095330580345048104</id><published>2007-04-23T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T21:23:57.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss fir. ):</title><content type='html'>it rained really hard with thunders and lightnings and it really freaked me out just now! ): i was at home alone and i was praying that my house wouldnt experience a blackout. and and and, my prayer was positively answered. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat with fir during a&amp;p lecture and we played bingo. yufang obviously was a sore loser. she lost twice consecutively then she didnt want to play le. /:&lt;br /&gt;weee, this wed gonna go study in school after 12pm lesson. but i think i gotta excuse myself for awhile at 3pm for the floorball meeting.&lt;br /&gt;camp oh camp. hahahaha. yes having the freshman orientation camp this friday till sunday. (: we have a new coach too! its a SHE. S:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i heard that she is really particular about fitness. damn.&lt;br /&gt;i foresee alot alot alot of physicals. waaa!&lt;br /&gt;i hope the freshies are ALREADY floorballers. heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh oh. theres maths lesson tomorrow and i still havent finish my tutorials. err i think i go wash my shoes now before i do the remaining tutorial questions!&lt;br /&gt;good night semua! good night sayang, LoveLove.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-7095330580345048104?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7095330580345048104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=7095330580345048104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/7095330580345048104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/7095330580345048104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/04/miss-fir.html' title='miss fir. ):'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-9009526169778903569</id><published>2007-04-19T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T23:05:16.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school.</title><content type='html'>since school started, i rarely come online at home because firstly, by the time im home from school, im really tired (likely to take a nap) and secondly, i have to wake up super early the following day. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then when i sembahyang subuh, my fat cat will come and lay on my prayer mat. wth kan. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, chances are i might not be updating this blog often. maybe occasionally. (:&lt;br /&gt;and im getting very anti social with some of my non-sp friends too. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, nights.&lt;br /&gt;and my boyfriend is still hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-9009526169778903569?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/9009526169778903569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=9009526169778903569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/9009526169778903569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/9009526169778903569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/04/school.html' title='school.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-7918320161692831175</id><published>2007-04-14T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T21:54:45.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling sickkk.</title><content type='html'>i think im falling sick. ): last night, i had a splitting headache and my body was really warm. (oh damn. as im typing this, i can smell laksa. i feel like puking.) anyway, my body's been aching rather badly too and now, im still having headaches. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so hot but when i on the aircon, its too cold. when i cover myself with blanket, it gets too hot. wtf! its goddamn frustrating! knn.&lt;br /&gt;and the stupid laksa smell is killing me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-7918320161692831175?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7918320161692831175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=7918320161692831175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/7918320161692831175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/7918320161692831175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/04/feeling-sickkk.html' title='feeling sickkk.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-8693243585750403406</id><published>2007-04-10T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T23:41:43.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>esntosaaaaaaaaa Love!</title><content type='html'>firsly, not so good news : im not allowed to join ain to johor shopping tomorrow. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, The Outing! &lt;33333 &lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehehehehehe. baby and i paid a visit to sentosa! (: this was a long planned trip and yes, it happened today and im a happy girl. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited the underwaterworld and dolphin lagoon. oh my, i Love the dolphins because they are really smart creatures and cute too. one more thing : i touched a stingray! hahahaha. initially i really didnt want to touch it. after much persuasion from baby, i finally relent... but after one touch, i was totally grossed out! hahaha, i dont really like the texture. jelly like and really smooth. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after watching these really graceful, beautiful stingrays, i actually felt bad because i just (smacks forehead) ate 2 stingrays last week. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the skyride and luge was cancelled due to time constraint as i have curfews. so we headed to ben and jerry before having dinner at outram.&lt;br /&gt;big news : ben and jerry are giving out free cones on the 17th! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice right? hehehehehe. i had such a wonderful today. (:&lt;br /&gt;this trip is gonna be a beautiful memory... lalalalala~ i Love you baby! kissy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeee, school is starting this coming week. i so want to shop for more clothes but money is the big issue. hahaha. man, getting sleepy liao. guess im turning in real soon. nights everyone! hope you guys had a great day like i did. (:&lt;br /&gt;good night babyyyyy! cuddlecuddle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-8693243585750403406?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8693243585750403406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=8693243585750403406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8693243585750403406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8693243585750403406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/04/esntosaaaaaaaaa-love.html' title='esntosaaaaaaaaa Love!'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-1602375150951017994</id><published>2007-04-09T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T19:38:36.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crossed fingers.</title><content type='html'>i hope Lady Luck will shine on me tonight. i wanna join my friend shopping this wed at johor. and im gonna ask my parents for permission later. im sure mum will allow but dad is the big problem. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after floorball meeting we waited for the salming guy to arrive. walao... their sticks are nice la. and i fall in love with a blue one which is like freaking lightweight and its like $126. but i think my current one is pretty light too. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went to the library just now.&lt;br /&gt;and i spilled mountain dew in my bag. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's the bigggg day! ((((((((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-1602375150951017994?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1602375150951017994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=1602375150951017994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1602375150951017994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1602375150951017994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/04/crossed-fingers.html' title='crossed fingers.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-7879272687460850291</id><published>2007-04-08T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T12:05:02.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all smiles ((((((((((((((((((:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/DSC02095.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Love, Love ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a brilliant day yesterday. baby came at about 3pm to have late lunch, watched dvd (The Forgotten) and eat ice creams. (: &lt;br /&gt;mummy wanted to go bowling but daddy says go shopping instead. so we wound up night-shopping at expo (john little sale) after dinner. baby was like one happy OKB. he really bought so many stuffs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL BE CUTTING MY HAIR TODAY! ditto. final. hehehehehehehe. yufang, kau diam diam ok. XD&lt;br /&gt;weet, theres floorball meeting tomorrow. time to spend some lovey dovey moments with darsh and the rest! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graaahhh! The Outing! woohoo. goddamn excited! &lt;3333 (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-7879272687460850291?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7879272687460850291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=7879272687460850291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/7879272687460850291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/7879272687460850291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/04/all-smiles.html' title='all smiles ((((((((((((((((((:'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-6204668482935659898</id><published>2007-04-07T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T13:48:10.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tralala.</title><content type='html'>whats with our mums these days eh??&lt;br /&gt;aishah's invited afnan to johor. shaf's invited fiq to camps. and now mine's inviting fir to bowling. -.-" haha like sudden invitations for (almost) all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weet, my brother just bought a sony T100 camera. (: you know, that vertical camera. i so wanted red colour but my brother wanted black. what a booooring colour. so last night, we tested out the camera and played with the anti-vibration and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum and i slept about 2am because we watched dvd (artificial intelligence). and i cried abit okay. it was really sad, especially the ending. i think channel 5's gonna host this show soon. so yeah, keep a look out for this awesome fictional flick. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is starting! woohoo. im feeling both excited and patient about it. ??? haha. anyway The Outing &lt;3 is on the tenth. (((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-6204668482935659898?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6204668482935659898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=6204668482935659898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/6204668482935659898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/6204668482935659898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/04/tralala.html' title='tralala.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-8667485842775532487</id><published>2007-04-05T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T17:32:06.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i is cool.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/iiscool.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i is cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i finally placed my tagboard back in my blog. as you guys can see, my biggest fan is obviously : kohyufang. up down, down up, all her name S: hahaha. but why are you not online when im online! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i THINK tonight, i'll be cutting my hair. my god... balik balik ini topic tau. yufang, dont understand right? hahah tell you alreday, i teach you how to speak/understand malay. dont want right? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-8667485842775532487?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8667485842775532487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=8667485842775532487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8667485842775532487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8667485842775532487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-is-cool.html' title='i is cool.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-8851045995999161663</id><published>2007-04-04T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T23:00:33.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty nice day (:</title><content type='html'>my wild imagination seems to be at its peak this few days and i just cant sleep peacefully. whats happening? and i have a low blood pressure ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what? this morning at 10am, i was supposed to accompany fir to school to register his timetable. woked up at 8.30am and i felt so so tired/sleepy/grouchy due to lack and improper sleep. quickly called fir to tell him that i'll meet him at 11am instead for lunch in school after he register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as i was about to close my eyes again to sleep, the goddamn drillings started. wth? thanks eh! &lt;br /&gt;bonus : it was like right above my bedroom /:&lt;br /&gt;i felt like crying because i really need more sleep. damn it. so i just layed there and started cursing and cursing and cursing and hissing and then it was time to shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIR IS NO LONGER IN THE SAME CLASS AS ME OKAY! ):&lt;br /&gt;but our lectures are together. (: aaah, a consolation at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID NOT CUT MY HAIR TODAY!! &lt;br /&gt;because some stupid nyonya cut my queue and i like waited for 2 hours? pek cek sia. aishah highlighted her hair and its really pretty. unfair! S:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUFANG THANK YOU FOR THE DOUGHNUTS, COOKIES &amp; PRETZELS! (:&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe. met up with yufang after the unhappy session at the hairdresser. headed to imm to get her friend's brithday gift. and i bought a ring from diva. cantik beb. and strawberry face mask. hahaha. wangi oi~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaa i pon training today :P&lt;br /&gt;and probably friday too. we are so so so so so Lucky we never kena relegated to 2nd div. weet. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Outing is scheduled one of the days next week! omgomgomgomg. &lt;br /&gt;so excited can! ((((((: &lt;3333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-8851045995999161663?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8851045995999161663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=8851045995999161663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8851045995999161663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8851045995999161663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/04/pretty-nice-day.html' title='pretty nice day (:'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-1058775753960403028</id><published>2007-04-03T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T00:22:34.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(: and ):</title><content type='html'>call me crazy if you want to but i met up with az today. this was suppose to be bad news. he wanted to treat me to the movies (stomp the yard). well, fir fetched me after the movie. (: he was really worried for me (due to some bad history). i was in a really awkward position throughout the whole thing S:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last night he told me something that made all my hair stand. hehehe. (: something too sweet/mushy for me to handle. and he repeated what he said again today! man! paiseh sia gua dengar. /:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thank god everything went smoothly today and no 'you-know-you-know' happened. phew. (: and i even introduced az to fir. bahaha.&lt;br /&gt;its like when i turned and saw fir, i felt so goddamn relieve. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weet. im finally gonna cut my hair tmr with sha. (: this is like the final decision okay. i think. still waiting for her reply.&lt;br /&gt;then meeting kohyufang after that. lalala. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyyyyyyyy! i made a new friend with this guy called khairi. haha. he's really a nice person (i think) and i feel so comfortable chatting with him. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the way, i still cant wait for Our Outing! &lt;3 wheeeeee. so goddamn excited can. ((: we even planned what we are gonna do the whole day just now! woohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-1058775753960403028?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1058775753960403028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=1058775753960403028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1058775753960403028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1058775753960403028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/04/and.html' title='(: and ):'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-9214082997930115607</id><published>2007-04-02T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T17:07:39.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yippey!</title><content type='html'>it can really be such a glee when morning comes around and knowing that your boyfriend will be at your doorstep with breakfast (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fir and i had hotcakes before heading to the library. after deciding what books to borrow, we slacked around and took stupid videos and candid shots. fir was so funny and we couldnt stop laughing like mad hyenas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we headed to ntuc to get some icecream as he was coming over to my house again to watch telly/slack. initially we wanted to get the b&amp;j chocolate cookie dough icecream but there were no stock. ): thought of getting haagen dazs but we ended up getting 2 mini tubs of dreyers for $18. we chose cookies &amp; cream and chocolate cake. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quickly rushed home because the telly show was starting at 2.30pm and at that point it was like 2.10pm. hehehe. well, we alighted the bus and 'ran' home but still, we didnt made it. /: by then it was already 2.45pm. AND advertisement ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy was home so fir like behaved himself. but there were occassional roars of laughter during the show. fir kept assuming what was gonna happen next and it really did happened ): what a spoiler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfaortunately, after one hour in the freezer, the icecream was still very melted ): so we decided to eat it the next time round. yay, there will be a next time (:&lt;br /&gt;andddddd fir Loves my cat (more than me). hahahahahaha. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-9214082997930115607?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/9214082997930115607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=9214082997930115607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/9214082997930115607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/9214082997930115607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/04/yippey.html' title='yippey!'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-3316828172946423856</id><published>2007-04-01T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T23:01:10.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day.</title><content type='html'>i hate houseflies! but no matter how much i hate those unhygienic pest, i will never abuse them. over at my aunt's there were like a gazillion flies around and its goddamn irritating. so she uses this sticky pad with some food as a trap for the flies. its like they will land on that pad and get stuck there and die (food's poisonous i think).&lt;br /&gt;and and and guess what my little cousin did? he used a lighted satay stick to burn those stucked flies one by one tll they got so crispy like keropok. omg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i think i really am so indecisive because im still unsure if i should go to the library tomorrow or what. i've got like 3 books due this wed. maybe if it rains, i will go. (: but then again, tomorrows like a school day and there will be so many mats and minahs. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mannnn its already 10.58pm now and ANTM's at 11pm! weet. im going to watch (:&lt;br /&gt;good night semua! &lt;br /&gt;good night sweetie! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-3316828172946423856?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3316828172946423856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=3316828172946423856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/3316828172946423856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/3316828172946423856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-day.html' title='what a day.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-1187133013066165409</id><published>2007-03-31T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T14:06:58.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>there were 3 little birds perched on my windowsill awhile ago and miko and sutra were like eyeing on them. i went over to take a closer look of the birdies and sutra was like miao-ing at me as if saying: help me get that birdie will ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night baby called me about 11.45pm to let me know he was extending his working hours all the way till this morning, 7am. awww. /: how can they do that to my poor firdaus? hes definitely sleeping at this moment and im giving him a wake-up call at 2.30pm because hes going jamming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was a really good girl yesterday. i stayed home the whole day. and i did some household chores like sweeping both upstairs and downstairs, cleared the cats litter (its my sis's turn actually), packed the snacks cupboard, did the laundry, fold the clothes and tidied my desk! i am so proud of myself. (: and im gonna go imm one day to drop off some stuffs that i dont want for salvation army. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna do some reading now. yesterday i read 2 whole books and im gonna finish up the 3rd one today. reading is so fun because it takes you everywhere. believe me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babybaby~ i miss you! ((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-1187133013066165409?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1187133013066165409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=1187133013066165409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1187133013066165409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1187133013066165409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_31.html' title='(:'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-102554559491848900</id><published>2007-03-30T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T01:02:30.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet day.</title><content type='html'>wow! this is like so far, the best procrastination tool i know of. im suppose to call fir now but, hehehehe. right after this short entry kk. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave my parents the photoframe i (with yufang's help) designed. i think they Loved it. (: &lt;br /&gt;my brother treat my parents and i to dinner at delifrance. that was like a super last minute decision. we ordered alot and till now, im still so full. what a waste my sister wasnt around as she was out with her boyfriend. well, her lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today i met up with yufang and yeah, as mentioned above, she helped design the photoframe. thank you sayang! it wasnt really a tedious job but my ideas were really dry. drank pure vanilla at coffeebean while doing the mini project. and the cashier is super cute! didnt manage to catch his name. what an eyecandy. (: i Love looking at pretty people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, if you guys noticed, i sort of totally editted my friendster photos. and i know it is so not me, yes aishah? hehehe. actually i was really feeling bored and restless at home so yeah, that kind of perked me up. i find it abit weird actually, me, editting photos and putting captions. hahahaha. i hope this wont turn out to be a habit. yet i got the feeling it might. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i removed my tagboard. (:&lt;br /&gt;dont worry, its just temporary. meantime, just chat me up in msn okay.&lt;br /&gt;alright, its time to sleep. good night everyone. good night baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-102554559491848900?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/102554559491848900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=102554559491848900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/102554559491848900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/102554559491848900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/03/sweet-day.html' title='sweet day.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-1559890511748346839</id><published>2007-03-28T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T23:32:23.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>baby was really sweet today. he brought lunch over to my house from mcdonalds. he knew every single details of what i want. the usuals. mcspicy and change the drink to ice milo. no sweet chillies. baby chilled around my living room while waiting for time to pass as he is going to meet one of his girl friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought of getting a haircut last night with my brother but i changed my mind. decided to cut today instead but again, i changed my mind. gee. im so fickled minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weet. tomorrow im accompanying yufang to get her garskin for her lappie at suntec. i hope i wont spend any money on unneccessary stuffs again. and im missing our school's mee hongkong. so we both gonna have lunch there. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so looking forward to The Outing! whee. (((((((:&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow is my parent's 26th anniversary and i designed something really really pretty for them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-1559890511748346839?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1559890511748346839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=1559890511748346839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1559890511748346839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1559890511748346839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-8711691158652945450</id><published>2007-03-25T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T01:44:16.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SIGH. i miss firdaus. 26th and it will be twenty! ((((((((=&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i so cant wait for our planned trip to ______. bluek. hahaha. i know you know they dont know. and it is so gonna happen. and we both are gonna have so much fun and then we gonna take truckloads of silly pictures and also we gonna laugh alot and eat good food. weeeeee! omg. the eager anticipation for that wonderful day is killing me!!&lt;br /&gt;im practically all smiles right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night to all!&lt;br /&gt;but firdaus have to go work. awww. i Love him so much. im really thankful to have such great parents la. and i feel so comfortable talking to them about fir. so yeah, i dont have to hide anything from them. i just tell them how i feel! hehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;good night baby! a big huggy and wet kissy for you! hmmmmmuacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-8711691158652945450?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8711691158652945450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=8711691158652945450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8711691158652945450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8711691158652945450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/03/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-8845923076032540609</id><published>2007-03-17T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T00:31:08.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i Love fir like so much (:</title><content type='html'>recently, fir has been slogging his heart out at his humble workplace. he works at least 6 days a week, day and night, hours after hours. i feel so miserable when i hear him calling me right after he ends his shift, sounding fucking tired and then telling me he's working longer hours the next day. he says he doesnt mind and he wants us to enjoy with his pay. but i feel really bad if i were to use his hard-earned cash. he offered to get me that baby-G watch (how sweet is that) and when i told him to splurge the money on himself, he cheerfully tells me theres nothing he wants and that he's already happy with the nike watch i lend him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, we talked abit about this issue and when i listed out a few things he might considering buying for himself, like a laptop bag, a good earpiece and a pair of shoes, it kind of dawned on him that there are stuffs out there that he could really splurge on. and he sounded so happy suddenly, telling me about some bags at mustafa (which is really cool) and he wants to check those out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially, he didnt really cared if he worked or not and i was the one who urged him at every waking hours, asking him to find a job and he found this really humble job. i was proud of him and now, i still am, looking at how dedicated, how passionate he is towards the job, despite the really inconvenient working hours. and to think i got all petty because we didnt chat much lately when he is out there working, and wanting to spend his pay on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adding on to my guilt, he even planned to put aside about 200 bucks for our 2nd year anniversary. and after much persuasion from me, we finally decide on just a hundred bucks (which to me, is still too much). i feel so lucky that he's doing this for me and i ought not to be so petty when he's not spending time with me often because afterall, i know that deepdown, he really Loves me. he made me feel like i am such a bad girlfriend at that point and him, being the one who knows me the best, said the right thing at the right time. he told me something really wonderful that backfired my thoughts of me being a bad girlfriend. and well, i Love him more for that. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i finally got this particular job as a promoter for the food fair, i told myself that i will treat fir to this sentosa underwaterworld trip we planned earlier (and he wanted to pay for it because i asked him to. i was a bad girlfriend. boohoo) instead. but when the night before i was supposed to work, the fucking boss called me up and told me i dont have to come anymore because they have too many promoters and their stall's not making business well. fuck you, my $150 just went down the drain like that. and i was so upset, so disappointed, i cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now im back to the drawing board and i feel really lousy, shitty and fucked up about it. i told fir and he tried to make me feel better by saying that its alright because he's working. but i dont think its really alright at all. &lt;br /&gt;as im typing all this, fir is busy at his workplace till the next morning. and he knows that im missing him alot and he promised he will take care of himself and we'll meet up again soon. i am so gonna give him one great big hug, so tight, and tell him i Love him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/asd.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-8845923076032540609?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8845923076032540609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=8845923076032540609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8845923076032540609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8845923076032540609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-love-fir-like-so-much.html' title='i Love fir like so much (:'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-1589839543719819455</id><published>2007-03-14T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T12:00:35.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCKING pissed off.</title><content type='html'>i am really fucking pissed. thanks eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had floorball 3-on-3 today at downtown east de'marquee. its the Floorball Reach Out held annually. played for under 19 and we came in fourth. me, darsh, cheryl and farah. and guess what our team's name is : shtnoy. lol? it was suppose to be: shtuoy.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care how you guys are gonna pronounce it but it is actually 'youths' spelled the other way round. and the admin incharge abit blur sotong i think, spelled wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/gg.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/gg02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway just now when i was in the train on the way home after floorball from pasir ris, i actually fall asleep. the next thing i knew i did was i jerked like hell. you know the kind of weird and sharp jerk people usually do when they fall asleep. very paiseh la. i was alone somemore. so quickly looked aroung me to see if anyone saw and i realise that people around me were sleeping too. so phew. resumed sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a bad night last night. couldnt really sleep and i kept tossing and turning in my bed. dont know how many times kena bitten by my cat miko because i kept kicking her by accident. like everytime i got stirred from my not-so-peaceful sleep i will check my hp. i knew whats gonna be the answer everytime i checked but i still checked it anyway. and darsh said i was going crazy. am i? gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad just got mum a guess watch for their 26th anniversary. how sweet is that. and i so Love the watch. its like that is the particular watch i have once eyed for my birthday last year. i am so gonna share it with mum. im sure she wont mind. =P&lt;br /&gt;and talking about watches... im like seriously upset la. my hopes of getting that new  series of baby-G watch are all down the drain just like that. its the sweet poison series. damn pretty la and its like $164. sigh sigh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/babyg01.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i so cant wait for 22nd of march. hehehehehehe. going sentosa with the girls in my class. hope its not gonna be a sunny day. i mean cloudy will do. then i wont get dark. i wanna be snow white. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow guess who i'll be meeting after not meeting for 5 days? ahah, you guessed it. whee, meeting firrrr before he go to work.&lt;br /&gt;goood night all. tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-1589839543719819455?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1589839543719819455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=1589839543719819455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1589839543719819455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1589839543719819455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/03/fucking-pissed-off.html' title='FUCKING pissed off.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-464483717672073001</id><published>2007-03-10T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T23:41:34.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>woah. last night i was already flat on my bed at 11.15pm. how early is that, seeing that i usually turn in at almost 2am. guess i was just too tired and i was feeling very happy too. well, my mum gave me and fir $10 each. so we went to catch 300 at cathay cineplex. you know, the new (and sucky) mall beside ps. and yeah, i got through the m18. they never ask for my ic on purchase of the tix okay! but yeah, before i entered the theatre, i was asked to present my under-aged ic. i was really lucky they let me in, seeing that my birthday is far from now. either i am really just lucky or the rules followed are by year of birth. oh, anyway it was a more than just great movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/add.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/add02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know why me and fir cant seem to get perfect pictures of ourselves even after numerous tries. but yeah, the first picture above is like one of the almost perfect one and i look like a boy. i think a pretty boy that is. hah. and the second picture of fir was taken while he was busy chattering away. actually he was relating the saw 3 movie to me. you know, the part where every part of the body was gradually turned 360degrees. omg? and that explains the funny arms-out gesture he made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i had breakfst early morning with my family today then we headed to salvation army. after much persuasion from me and my sister, we decided to go to my aunt's house because there are these bunch of kittens that are temporarily taking shelter outside my aunt's house. freaking cute la. im sure fir will Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/add03.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/add04.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling very tired already right now. probably turning in already. had match at 6pm just now. i think just now i wasnt so blur like i usually was when im on court. our defense were really good during the second and third period. im sure if we were to keep performing this way (plus abit more improvements) throughout the 3 periods, we would be able to walk out the court with victory. its okay, everyone played well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/add05.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for this ferris wheel to complete. i am so gonna ride it.&lt;br /&gt;alright, said enough. i wanna go sleep already. nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-464483717672073001?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/464483717672073001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=464483717672073001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/464483717672073001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/464483717672073001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/03/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-8807401056577600788</id><published>2007-03-07T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T01:59:40.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories. hehhh</title><content type='html'>im actually here at such wee hours. the eager anticipation for breakfast with dearest at none other than Mcdonald is at its peak now! &lt;br /&gt;and by the way, i was browsing through our pictures in my laptop and saw this old photo taken last year during ndp. damn! i miss his thick hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out. hehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/LeanonYou.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg? like &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;matrip sesat&lt;/span&gt; sia my boyfriend. look at that hair?&lt;br /&gt;is that cool or what? i used to Love to scruff up his hair till it gets all messy. i mean now i still Love to do that but he doesnt allow it anymore. aww. okay i wanna go get my beauty sleep now while firrr is like so engrossed watching a gruesome movie. i watched it for like 10 minutes? and then i gave up because i just couldnt stand the sights of those bloody human meat. ugh. oh its saw 3 by the way. and he like told me its nothing. oh, that sadistic boy. and i watched passion of christ dvd last year and i didnt complete the movie. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sibei cialat.&lt;/span&gt; cannot tahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay nights everyone and sweetest dreams of me and pretty flowers. haha. whatever i am so gonna turn in now and sleep like a log. till then! zzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-8807401056577600788?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8807401056577600788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=8807401056577600788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8807401056577600788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8807401056577600788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/03/memories-hehhh.html' title='memories. hehhh'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-319723714104702540</id><published>2007-03-05T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T20:48:49.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>helluva day.</title><content type='html'>sonofabitch! i just remembered about this. the malay security guard at jurong east library is like totally rude and what, cheapskate? he actually reprimanded me and yufang because we were carrying a prima deli plastic beg with cakes inside. HELLO? stupid gonuts, as if we were gonna eat those in the library. and hell, insisted we pay 20 effing cents for the darned locker (which no one, in the right state of mind, would even bother to use!). fatass, gay locks. i hope he'll step on a dead rat barefooted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping (again) today with darsh and ain at marina square. OMG, perlini silvers having up to 70% sale till 11th can. and im so into this ring with a heart on top and its like only $18 (before discount of 50%) but damn. the size, it fits only on my fourth finger and i usually put on rings on my middle one. so yeah, end up buying a necklace and a pendant at a really good price. its affordable enough for those who even lives with only a weekly allowance and NOT working at all. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/F.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain forever la never liked to have her photo taken. and darsh, forever wants her photo taken. hahaha. above picture was taken at ben and jerry. woo shiok la the ice cream. delectable delights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw before i went out just now, fir came over to my block to return our ez links back (we exchanged) and yay. hehehe. miss miss miss him.&lt;br /&gt;and i got a bigbig hug from him ((((((=&lt;br /&gt;well, more like im the one who wanted the bigbig hug ar. hahahaha. LOVE!!&lt;br /&gt;and my mum is gonna give me and fir a $20 swensens voucher. cool kan! the remaining, i dont care ar, he pay. i dont want. ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, the previous sat, after my match, i actually met up with that stupid sonofagun. i cant believe i relented to his pleas to meet me sia. ugh and i seriously dont want to have anything to do with that ass anymore..... nomore. (btw please dont get the wrong idea okay? we met for like 2 minutes only)&lt;br /&gt;fir was really cool when i told him about this. &lt;br /&gt;see? i have a james bond cool boyfried. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there. my really cool and hotttt boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/ff.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-319723714104702540?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/319723714104702540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=319723714104702540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/319723714104702540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/319723714104702540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/03/helluva-day.html' title='helluva day.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-147597838989317071</id><published>2007-03-02T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T21:16:51.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>contented girl (:</title><content type='html'>yeah so yesterday i went sheng shiong and bought prawns and chicken wings. i cannot tahan the stench of the prawns. anyway i was asked to buy 1kg of it and i was busy picking the fresh ones (macam faham) then fir and me was telling each other its hitting a kilogram already. so go to the uncle there and weigh. skali 300grams only! wth. hahaha. seriously la i thought its more than a kg already. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;takleh agak betul.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;after that walked home and saw this cute kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a01.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww... tucked his hands under his body. haha so cute la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today met up with yufang (yay) and had lunch at Zing Do. shiok. me and fang was like WTH? when the waitress brought the raw chicken to us. we didnt know we must do our own cooking okay! hahaha find it abit lame ar but hell, cook only la and i cant believe mine chaota-ed. and i dont know how to eat rice with chopsticks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one happy and loaded girl. hehehehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my classmates...do you guys find this umbrella somewhat familiar? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a03.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah then we headed to imm and i got a free ice cream. :P&lt;br /&gt;and i think we spent almost 30 minutes in a shop just to get darshs birthday gift. really hope she likes it because if not, i am so gonna break her stick. and i got myself this glitter decorating stickers i've been wanting since forever from mini toons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a05.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna anna. i know i need a better quality camera. so yeah the moment i reached home i quickyly started working on this stickers on my laptop. ehehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was getting really damn excited at this stage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a06.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha and finally. viola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a07.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my seriously kaypo cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a08.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the even kaypo-er side of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/a09.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY OKAY. till the next entry. good night!&lt;br /&gt;and one last thing : results out on the 7th. yippy! cant wait. good luck all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-147597838989317071?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/147597838989317071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=147597838989317071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/147597838989317071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/147597838989317071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/03/contented-girl.html' title='contented girl (:'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-9009532047493317809</id><published>2007-03-01T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T01:13:25.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello you all</title><content type='html'>for the record : i am missing someone (besides firrr) alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was like yet another dull day. met up with noone other than firr to have late lunch. headed to the library to return my storybooks and borrowed somemore. oh by the way, the previous three i borrowed was damn nice la. okay then i was off for my training at bedok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;run...pass. run...pass. run...pass. run...pass. shoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;old man was abit mean towards me and 3 others just now. but hell, what can i do. either you accept it or you pack up and leave. ahaha, i packed up and left. not because i cant accept it but because i have to reach home early. so yeah, chao-ed about 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, mum picked me up at lakeside. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is another cooking day (lol?). and its like my favourite la. prawns oiiii. butter prawns. last weekend was cereal prawns. damn shiok okay! then dad was grumbling because prawns are high in cholesterol (is it??) when actually its because he havent got his hep B shot. lol. what only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday gonna be fun because i'll be meeting yufanggg! yay! havent meet her for so long can. and we gonna go library to read abit then head to imm! somebody wanna blanja me ice cream what. hehehehe. and im gonna get a cake (i think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn...im getting sleepy already and nice weather to sleep in. its raining really lightly. ahh, i Love. selamat malam all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-9009532047493317809?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/9009532047493317809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=9009532047493317809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/9009532047493317809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/9009532047493317809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-you-all.html' title='hello you all'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-3383198109429728076</id><published>2007-02-25T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T13:07:55.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy girl!</title><content type='html'>after not meeting fir since valentines, we planned to go shopping yesterday. i actually spent a total of (counting)$74. i think thats not so much because i got myself a top, a half cargo pants and a puma handbag. CNY sales ma. thats why prices going basement-low. lol. fir got himself a bermudas. err, thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how many thousands pants i tried on in the fitting room from various shops. they just dont suit me lor. i thought i was really small so i actually took size 25 and guess what. cannot zip at all. haha. and fir have this really insulting joke about me wearing 3/4 pants. bastard seh but no doubt about it, the joke IS funny la. joke's always funny when its about me. lol. so its a good thing i know how to laugh at myself. anyway, i settled on this pair of cargo pants from samuel and kevin.&lt;br /&gt;before paying, called my dad to ask if he wanna sponsor cash (full amount) but end up we agreed on just $10. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really tiring day lor. i walked till i drop and my shoulders hurt from carrying my handbag. somemore both me and fir was having a bad case of tummy ache. but i was really thankful it didnt act up while i was shopping. fir's was cialat. haiz. but we didnt let that spoil our going-so-perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 334 on the way home already then i remembered i brought my camera with me. what only la. so dont care die die must take before going home. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/gaga.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then headed home. what a day. he fetched me from my house. well actually my parents gave us a lift all the way to bugis. anyway, fir also sent me right to my doorstep. ehehhhh. sooo nice to be a girl. aww. thanks for today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-3383198109429728076?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3383198109429728076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=3383198109429728076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/3383198109429728076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/3383198109429728076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-girl.html' title='happy girl!'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-8602491310973158163</id><published>2007-02-24T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T00:38:37.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great day but still... :(</title><content type='html'>early this morning my family (minus my dad) had a heavy breakfast at mcdonald at jurong west. again, it was on my brother although we quarreled abit before we left home. lol.  after that weight-gaining meal, my brother went straight to work by taxi after dropping us at IKEA first. early in the morning at IKEA already. got sales mah and my mum wanted to get some stuffs. and i bought this super nice and hot! bedsheet. ehehe. &lt;br /&gt;the moment we got home, i quickly rushed up to my bedroom to change my old ones. well, so did my sister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot right! fuhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/q1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we are already at it, sis and i decided to pack our rooms as well. and omfg, i found my favourite hairclip after searching it forever! it was like under my bed? and guess what else we found ar under there. hahaha. i vacuumed and mopped and what? and i was late to meet my Love. awww. so postponed our timing to 4pm (which i arrived at 4.20pm) instead of our initial plan of 3.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached jurong east and saw my Love smiling at me sweetly. alala, so patient la. hehehe. headed to marina square and booked a table for 2 at pizza hut. lol, as if its gonna be full later. since i've got extra money from CNY, decided to blanja my Love lor. well, not exactly blanja full amount la, almost eh. lol. then went mccafe to shit shat (haha?) and laze around.&lt;br /&gt;after dinner and all, went shopping abit and again, i spent money on clothing. like nothing else seh. bought a top from mng. and headed home. that was when i realised i forgot my home keys. ended up meeting my parents at aunt's home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now, had a rough and sour phonecall with someone. haiz. it really got me so upset and i cried. just like spidersense (lol?), firrr called me. i was trying hard to act okay but when he finally asked what was wrong, i cried again. wahhh. the way he asked me just made my child ego escape. so gentle and full of concern. &lt;br /&gt;cry until cannot talk. LOL. seriously i felt really dumb but at that moment i didnt care. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow be going out with firrr. and probably be meeting up with sha and min and and and yeah. thats about it for today actually. i am so gonna buy either that puma or adidas handbag. just cant make up my mind. better think wisely which one i really want before i spend that dough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Love. and me and my Love. fikir siape korang? and i didnt know my eyes was THAT small. looks like i gonna fall asleep anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/q3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/q2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-8602491310973158163?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8602491310973158163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=8602491310973158163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8602491310973158163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8602491310973158163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/02/great-day-but-still.html' title='great day but still... :('/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-4819779078147133453</id><published>2007-02-21T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T01:13:51.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing much hor.</title><content type='html'>omg. today i kena chased by a bapok (transvertite) at bugis! haha. &lt;em&gt;siak punya orang, aku kentotkan baru tahu.&lt;/em&gt; cant reveal the stores name lah due to confidential issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the bapok and another salesgirl were disturbing me and my cousin. bapok said something that went "jahat betul lah ni dua budak (this 2 kid very naughty la)". i was like whatttt. and they both started talking about something behind our back and LAUGHING at us. nabei.&lt;br /&gt;the next thing i knew i did was, i locked eye with the transvertite and sreamed 'BAAAA-POK' silently. and then me and my cousin ran away. hahahaha. then he was like "OIIII!!" and came after us. stupid pondan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was the highlight of the day. ahaha. my cousin and i was laughing and laughing over the fact that i 'screamed' &lt;em&gt;bapok&lt;/em&gt; at his face and ran away.&lt;br /&gt;then kena lecture by my mum. she said transvertites are protected people. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow training lahhhhh alah.&lt;br /&gt;good night all. sweet dreams of butterflies, rainbows and me! hehehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-4819779078147133453?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4819779078147133453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=4819779078147133453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/4819779078147133453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/4819779078147133453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/02/nothing-much-hor.html' title='nothing much hor.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-853628797100499828</id><published>2007-02-19T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T13:52:19.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>what an enjoyable weekend i had. haha.&lt;br /&gt;last 2 days had reunion lunch (??) at my gran's. the chinese usually carry out the practice of tossing this vegetable dish in mid air, allowing it to fall back into the dish and toss it again. at the same time, shouting (i think you have to shout because everyone seemed to be shouting and screaming. lol) what you want to get/achieve/you-name-it. something like a wish la. i was damn enthu okay. &lt;br /&gt;and i shouted "THREE As!! THREE As!!"&lt;br /&gt;soooooo i think i should get all As already for my finals (as if). haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this was the vege dish. i dont like the stuffs they put in there (HALAL hor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had dinner at swensens at toa payoh and the place i tell you, was damn cold. walao wayy. anyway as usual, i was disturbing dad throughout the meal. i took his pictures while he was munching, talking, actually anything. i just kept on snapping away. really damn funny la his face. ended up, he was teasing me back -_-"&lt;br /&gt;and i think my abang got abit agitated because dad and i was laughing too much. haha, jealous say jealous la. still want to stare stare at me. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the big day. nyahaha. chinese new year lor. went over to gran's and collect hongbaos. $$$!! hehehe. played with my little baby cousin and tutored my another cousin maths. alersssssmak. oh, shes only primary 5. so it was really easy -peasy. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after celebrating, my family and cousin's family headed johor! to my dad's friend's for bbq. damn, we played carrom and i lost forever. am i that bad meh? anyway...ouch. another crush. bleargh. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;and guess what, i was happily trying to balance myself on a hammock and i fall off. landed right on the WET grass and i was in my best WHITE jeans. alamak!&lt;br /&gt;worst, just when i thought no one saw, i heard someone tuned "i saw that~~~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the way i think this is really really funny like seriously. look at its face! hahahahaha. either that or i just have too high a sense of humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/002.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh oh. mum's calling for me. actually im going over to my aunt's. only me, dad and mum. is that cool or what? byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-853628797100499828?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/853628797100499828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=853628797100499828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/853628797100499828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/853628797100499828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-6633851121079972399</id><published>2007-02-16T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T16:14:14.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPFB outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/aaa07.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the outing with the spfb girls. their wicked plan was to fool us and what, we were told to meet at orchard in our sports attire. hahaha. who are the 'we' you might ask. well, 'we' refers to the year 1s and 2s. ahaha but we had a plan B and so the seniors' plans all backfired. fool-proof eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/aaa06.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/aaa05.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got free lunch treat at Breeks. had this beef lasagne. was really bloated sia and they still offered us ice creams. thanks but no thanks. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;then me, ain and darsh went centrepoint to check out marks and spencers for job vacancies to no avail. dang. so headed to marina square. and we even tried our luck at Esprit. haha same answer. dang. they played arcade games and all but i just stood there and watch the fun. really budget this week. i overspent last week so yeah. too bad for me. missed the funnnnn :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/aaa04.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/aaa03.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/aaa02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/aaa01.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then at about 5.15pm me and ain chao-ed first. went imm TO STILL LOOK FOR JOBS but yeah. same old effing answer. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;happened that my mum and brother was on their way to imm too. waited for them almost to an hour. lucky ain accompanied and we chatted all the way. it was fun, yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after what seemed like eons, they finally arrived so ain left for home and i met up with them at secret recipe. was on abang. ahaha. wanted to get the desserts after dinner but then i was too full. aww, small stomach capacity eh. nevermind la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! chinese new year coming soon! gonna trim my hair tomorrow maybe because my mum informed me last night the hairdresser might charge more than more if i were to cut now. hell, got such thing one ar. nevermind, i'll just see about it tomorrow. hopefully can suck up with the auntie. because we are her magazines provider. lol. but seriously ar if she charge me more, i am so gonna take back all my magazines. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so its 4.11pm now and i got to go prepare for my training liao. i predict a super tiring training later. walao! ahaha, hope alot from Youth will turn up today and make the old man happy. ahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;excuse me, happy old man = enjoyable trainings okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-6633851121079972399?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6633851121079972399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=6633851121079972399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/6633851121079972399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/6633851121079972399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/02/spfb-outing.html' title='SPFB outing'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-6654843151193350916</id><published>2007-02-14T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T23:32:37.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VALENTINEs DAY (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;VALENTINEs DAY&lt;/u&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a Lovely day today with beLoved firrr. hehehe. we watched Ghost Rider at Tiong Bahru (like that was the first time we ever went there) and ate McDonalds. ghost rider...damn power la the show. seriously, this is the best movie i've ever watched with firr so far. a highly recommended movie.&lt;br /&gt;anyway the theatre was damn cold ar and fir and i was nearly freezing in there. we both had our hands in his bag can. hahaha lucky thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we headed town after eating to jalanjalan since i was allowed home late (late means beyond my normal curfew of 7pm). guess what ar. out of 5 couples i saw, 3 had flowers in their hands. be it the big bushy ones or small skinny ones. ahaha. me? empty handed babe. power right? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then our legs got tired so we sat at the stairs leading tho cityhall mrt. and met DARSH of all people. hahaha. stupid bitch! &lt;br /&gt;i brought my camera and then we started snapping photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/yay01.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/yay02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/yay05.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/yay06.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we started teasing around with the camera. haha. i know firr is so gonna kill me if he knows i put this photos here but still, there. =P (to be fair, i also put up mine lor so he wont nag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/yay03.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/yay04.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went home. yah yah i know you guys will think 'lah, watch movie only then walkwalk for valentine? so boring........'&lt;br /&gt;BUT still, it was an enjoyable and wonderful day for the both of us. hehe. we had so much fun taking pictures, laughing and even err, arguing. hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home, i told my dad about the flower thingy...and he was like 'better no flower than you walk around holding a pathetic skinny stalk of rose with its colour fading.....'&lt;br /&gt;and so i turned to my mum and complained about the flower thingy too and she said 'you should be thankful already you have someone to go out with. some people dont even know whats valentine. and alot of those who know also have no one to celebrate with. stop complaining yada yada yada.....' and she went on and on. :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. that smacked me hard. lol. so yeah i think they both are so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alahhhh sayang, dont worry about everything that took place today okay. i know you know what im referring to. i hope you enjoyed your day though its like any other normal dates we ever had. haha. alah, and going out with you is never boring can. only that the no-idea-where-to-go-and-what-to-do was making me feeling really bored just now. i Love your company okay you naughty boy.&lt;br /&gt;i Love you. muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway came across this cutie pie somewhere near my block. she's chasing a frog! how cute. but the frog was gross la. hahaha. see how mischievious she look. firrr and i so Love cats! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/yay07.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night semua! i hope you guys enjoyed your day today be it with your Loved ones or just friends. everyday is valentines day for all couples! hahaha crap.&lt;br /&gt;and i Love you all!! muacks!! hugssss! hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-6654843151193350916?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6654843151193350916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=6654843151193350916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/6654843151193350916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/6654843151193350916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html' title='VALENTINEs DAY (:'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-2862577879197513004</id><published>2007-02-13T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T20:34:35.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEE ((:</title><content type='html'>what a short and Lovely day i had today. early morning had physical training with the floorball babes. ugh, though i so hate physical, it was an enjoyable one. everythings always so fun if you have nice company. so yeah, im saying that you girls rocks my socks. hahaha i sound so much like jaja. yeah, rock on babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had fitness test and all. jogged, inclined pull-up, seat ups, sprints. and we were all so distracted (actually its me only) by this group of HOT hunks from dragon boat. they were having their physical trainings too and damn! seriously ar, there was only one malay guy there. haha pathetic. and all of them have superb body laaaa walaoo. anyway i seriously think guys who spend most of their time working our their biceps, abs, whatever you name it, are so gay can. metro sia.&lt;br /&gt;i think firrr has a great body! i Love his chest la. he's not too muscular nor too flabby. hahaha. and im saying this not because hes my boyfriend okay! its really true. you guys (girls) should check his hot bod out ar. &lt;br /&gt;hell what am i talking asking you girls to check his body out. &lt;br /&gt;hes all mine for ONLY me to check and touch and whatever i wish to. teehee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cerazeee vice-captain *ehem. and members!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/train01.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/train02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after training we all took our shower and i so wanted to have a group shot so we used the timer mode. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/train03.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/train04.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which there were these 2 crazy girls and they decide to go jalanjalan at city hall. what a shiok day for them. initially they wanted to racque around for jobs but they end up window-shopping. haha poor Losers.&lt;br /&gt;yeah so these 2 crazy people are none other then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blog06-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blog07-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. nice pictures eh? ok keep the nasty comments to yourself if there is any. so anyway we both were strolling around aimlessly waiting for 5pm to eat...&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blog08-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 50% off at Gelare! hahaha how kiasu can one get eh. but heck, money dont come easily for us lor. so we have no choice but to scrimp and save whenever theres a choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyway something stupid happened lor. i went to the toilet with darsh at cityhall just now and i happily pushed open one of the cubicles door and damn! there was an auntie inside sitting on the toilet bowl!&lt;br /&gt;bodoh punya orang! she didnt lock the door lor! i thought the locks spoilt or something but helllllo, it isnt can. we were like laughing ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i see tomorrow is valentines day. haha.&lt;br /&gt;feeling really light-hearted now. missing firr already and i Love him alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/haha.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy valentine day everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-2862577879197513004?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2862577879197513004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=2862577879197513004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/2862577879197513004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/2862577879197513004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/02/whee.html' title='WHEE ((:'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-8090502700641283540</id><published>2007-02-10T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T23:40:35.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUNDRAISING and SAKURA</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WARNING! superLoooooooong entry.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was absolutely full of pure fun and retardness laa. early in the morning, report in school at 8.30am for the floorball fundarising. actually its an inter-school floorball competions held in SP and we were the organisers of the whole event. so yeah, obviously i was involved and my role for the day was a runner. well, i had to be the timekeeper during the matches and i had to keep the score. you know, that sort of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while still in the process of setting the place up. me and darsh feeling crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/DSC01112.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/DSC01107.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had game stalls, food stall, drink stalls and even 2 floorball stalls. hell, it was damn crowded ar, i tell you. there were like 30 (i think) guys' team and the girls were very few. so girls' match ended super early and the guys' dragged quite long till late evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stall and the stall-holder. us! feeling really HOT in the court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/DSC01121.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/DSC01134.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bring sexayyy back. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/DSC01140.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i really look up to some of the guys' team. they are like only &lt;18 years old and they are already playing good floorball. when i say good floorball, i meant excellent floorball. hahaha. macam faham. okay back to my point, their passes were quick and precise, receivings were brilliant and shots were powerful and way accurate. my admiration for the Merahans Eagles/Falcons. if im not mistaken, Merahans are under division 1 too. woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however there are quite a number of teams consisting of beginners. and hell, i think those little boy-boys are so cutey cute. their sticks are almost as tall as them can! and their voice are still weeee!-shrieking. hahaha. AND DAMN! there was this guy from this school and damn! he's super hot laa. i cant get my eyes off him and then i think he noticed me staring at him a couple of times. but! i dont care...i still stare. hahaha. im sure he's the main eye-candy in SP today. wahaha. like he's seriously hot. he's extrememly fair you know! damn! i cant get him off my mind! hahaha, im crazy lor. woo. hot hot hot guys i Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this boy boy cute or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/DSC01117.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the two perasaans for the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/DSC01131.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/DSC01142.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;northbrooks and corals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/DSC01129.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i left early today because dad's picking me up at Dover and we're off to a family gathering. family dinner la. on my brother because of some goody news (:&lt;br /&gt;we had Sakura buffet at clementi and wow, i ate till my stomach bloat sia. by the way, bloating after you eat is a sign of aging. alahhhhh taknak. but okay what, coming eighteen. hahaha. still long la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i wanna out already. typed so much ( i think).&lt;br /&gt;just wanna repeat myself again...for the whole cyber world to know that nurharyantibtesazali had a wonderwonderwonderful day today!&lt;br /&gt;i Love you all! muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-8090502700641283540?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8090502700641283540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=8090502700641283540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8090502700641283540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8090502700641283540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/02/fundraising-and-sakura.html' title='FUNDRAISING and SAKURA'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-1992569049339801943</id><published>2007-02-09T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T22:44:32.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYE IS OVER LAA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hakuna matata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what a wooooonderful phrase&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hakuna matata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aint no passing phrase&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it means no worries&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for the rest of your days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its our problem-free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;philosophy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hakuna matata.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bigbig yahooooo!! FYE is finally over and off my back. this calls for a huge celebration with my classmates and old friends. hahahaha. now that my quite long holiday is here, i shall make full use of it. i also have to pray hard that my results is gonna be more than satisfactory. hoping for AT LEAST a 'B' in all three modules.&lt;br /&gt;now lets put this peee/de/maths-stuffed-brain of mine to rest...for 9 weeks. ahhh~ heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after maths paper just now, the four of us (ting, rau, fang and me) quickly made our way to bugis. we already planned to go there to get these really cool tees at a really affordable price. after much considerations, arguments, criticisms and even doubts, i finally set my eyes on 2 pretty tees. and i bought them both. fang bought 2 too. (: and god, im so in Love with it la.&lt;br /&gt;me and rau then continued walking around bugis street while fang and ting went to the mall. and...i falled in Love with another tee. so i bought it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was dinner time. we ate at pastamania (no pork no lard eh!) at bugis junction and wow, was i full after having a plate of chicken bolognese (i remembered how to spell!). then ting was dying to get a group photo BUT she doesnt want to stand up and shift place so that we can fit the four of us perfectly in the photo. and this was how our picture ended up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ting and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all actually for today because we went home after that. stopped by kfc at jurong east to get my brother dinner. he just went for an eye operation this morning. he's lucky he has a good little sister (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe its my holidays here! somebody, slap me (bangun eh skali)! whee, im unsure if i should work or something because im still packed with trainings twice a week. really gotta think wisely about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall take my leave now. goood night all, sweetest dreams of haryanti! take care okay!&lt;br /&gt;to the chicken pox guy.....HAHAHA. (no lah...) take care eh. kopek kopek kopek. =P&lt;br /&gt;to the beLoved boyfriend.....i Love you! muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-1992569049339801943?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1992569049339801943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=1992569049339801943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1992569049339801943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1992569049339801943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/02/fye-is-over-laa.html' title='FYE IS OVER LAA!!!'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-5528626999896676510</id><published>2007-02-07T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T00:05:52.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(^^)(V)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/lalala01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my reallyreally new pair of spectacles that didnt cost me a bomb. i once had blue, then black, followed by the previous red/black. and now i picked purple. whee, nice right? by the way, i think i look more chinese in this new specs because it makes my eyes look really small la. and probably because of this. shi ting thinks my picture in yufang's blog dont look like me. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and eventually im getting so darn irritated by this fat yet cut cat of mine, miko. like she forever wants to squeeze beside my laptop whenever its on (she wants some warmth) and like she thinks she's skinny enough to actually squeeze on my not-so-spacious table. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i had to move my laptop away for fatfat her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/lalala02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today! had a great day with dearestttt yufang (:&lt;br /&gt;had lunch (sorry! i was late. hehehe.) at macdonald before heading to the library to do some maths. then watched charlotte's web on her laptop while she watched deathnote 1 on mine. what a sad show laa (charlotte's web). lucky i didnt cry. haha. the spider died at the end can? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/lalala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i L.O.V.E you too laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then firrr came at about 5.30pm which is super late and on purpose!! grrrrr. and i left with yufang at 6pm. i wanted to adjust the strap of 2 of my watch and hell, i never knew they charge for that service. ADJUST only. wth. $2 somemore. funny ar. so end up didnt adjust and i think yufang falled in Love with my nightmare before christmas (fake la fake la) watch.&lt;br /&gt;friday eh? hehehehhh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sooooo freaking excited for friday! yay! last paper and heading bugis with the girls. whee, cant wait. like i've got lots of stuffs to buy for myself. and probably getting a present for one of my friend. she had a birthday party but i wasnt free to attend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, i had a Lovely day today and only a peck on my forehead. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;good night to all, sleep tight and flying kisses to firrr! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;and man, i think my tagboard's dying. grrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-5528626999896676510?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/5528626999896676510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=5528626999896676510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/5528626999896676510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/5528626999896676510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/02/v.html' title='(^^)(V)'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-8067453258094938697</id><published>2007-02-05T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T02:31:39.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OSBY vs UWC</title><content type='html'>i was already asleep actually earlier on at about 12am but then i received a phone call like 12.45am! and now im so perked up. haiz. so who else can i turn to besides my blog? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/anAFFAIR-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went studying with fir on...err, last friday i think. damn. i forgot. oh nevermind. anyway, it wasnt a fruitful study session i would say. i only did one past year paper and i can see that fir was terribly distracted throughout. oh well, so we ended up watching a movie in my laptop. ):&lt;br /&gt;didnt thought things were gonna turn out that way actually. we wasted one study session. hmm. nevertheless, i still enjoyed my day with him. like i always did. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today (well, actually yesterday since its 2am now.)'s match was against UWC and we beat them 8-2. all of us were expecting a 2-digit but yeah, we didnt achieved what we aimed. its alright, as long as our team spirit is still there, im sure we can play better the next game.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, our captain today played superb can. hat trick somemore. baik.&lt;br /&gt;planned with the team about how to prove him that we are worthy of his time etc. and finally, came up with a solution. trainings every fridays are compulsory for Youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/DSC009831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both pictures were taken on our way to boon lay interchange from NTU. haha, it was a hell of a ride in the bus. horrible... had dinner with darsh and charmaine. darsh had to rush off to angmokio after that so me and charm was like walking around at jurong point aimlessly. anyway, i bought a purple mirror. cantik oi. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then took train down to jurong east and 334 home. saw a fat cat lying around in the middle of a pathway like no one's business so i stopped by and played around with it. koochi-koochied her abit and she Loved it i think because she didnt seem to be agitated like how cats usually gets when they are being touched at their sensitive area (belly). haha, so im pervertic :P&lt;br /&gt;she got tired and lied down on the ground with her two cutie paws on my stick bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/DSC009881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! CNY is around the corner. whee, im so excited. i've bought me (i meant my parents bought it for me) a new pair of shoes, a blue dress, a new pair of spectacles (yay yay!) and of course, new bottoms. waaaa, cant wait cant wait. frigging excited can. woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay!! i want to sleep i think. this perky effect is soon worning out and i think i should take my leave now. good night to all of you! sweet dreams of haryanti!&lt;br /&gt;good night sayanggggg, a big hug and wet kiss for you. hahaha. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-8067453258094938697?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8067453258094938697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=8067453258094938697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8067453258094938697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/8067453258094938697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/02/osby-vs-uwc.html' title='OSBY vs UWC'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-981257210220892390</id><published>2007-02-02T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T13:42:50.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY!</title><content type='html'>now its friday and its my day. i just Love fridays big time. ahhh... yesterday had a great day. ask me about it and i'll gladly tell you. met my mum, bro and sis after that and had dinner at imm together. wow, i ate black pepper beef rice (nice!) followed by a delectable dessert. haha, i sounded as if the dessert is so special when actually its just ice kacang.&lt;br /&gt;and then took taxi home. played with this small boy-boy while queing up for taxi. all i did was winked and he will shoot me this super cute and i-want-it-again smile. hahaha, so i sticked my tongue out at him and he laughed.&lt;br /&gt;i thought to myself in the taxi...'probably he's laughing because i looked plain retard.....'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my parents are away for three days (again.....). just left this morning. haiz. unfortunately, tonight, my bro's going sentosa till morning and my sis working till like 12am plus and im so scared to stay at home alone. i kept imagining that whats-that-ghost-name? crawling down my staircase in that awkward crawling position. dammit!&lt;br /&gt;im scaring myself in broad daylight now! fir is like so dead tonight la because he's gonna have to accompany me. hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating frosties and drinking this chocolate milk as im updating. feeling really bored. gonna go study later in the afternoon. havent been going for trainings for the past 3 weeks. im so dead i think. hahaha. anyway, my cat just banged her chin on the edge of my laptop accidentally.&lt;br /&gt;haha kesian.. so fat and clumsy. served her right for wanting to squeeze beside my laptop just to get the warmth. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for firrrr's call as well. his old old old phone is totally spoilt and i cant call him at all. so i only have to wait and this guy forever late la. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;got to go. feeling really not so happy now. hahaha. no idea why. anyway, heard that madam tsui said we did okay infact well for our peee. im soo excited. first paper wasnt a killer one afterall. phew. such a huge relief for me me me. though im aware A is still not on my way...&lt;br /&gt;oh! latest news: fir just called. late sia!!!!! he promised at 12pm and he just woked up. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay! my msn is spoiled again. haiz. cant deliver any messages. waaa! bad luck laa on my day!&lt;br /&gt;errr did i mentioned i had to go? because i really have to. take care everybody! looooots of Love (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-981257210220892390?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/981257210220892390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=981257210220892390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/981257210220892390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/981257210220892390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/02/friday.html' title='FRIDAY!'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-1320379564563993940</id><published>2007-01-29T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T22:36:35.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whee.</title><content type='html'>wow! im feeling incredibly happy currently and nothing! can make me feel down. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/RauYanFang.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rau. me. fanggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, my sis's friend came over to our house at 12noon. i followed them to ntuc to get some last minute stuffs for their chalet. my mum prepared lunch and soon, we were on our way to changi. there were only 5 of us in the whole chalet (me, sis, mum, dad and sis's friend) because the rest of the crew were still working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were left with nothing much to do except waiting for the gang. since i brought my laptop, i watched American Pie 5 with my sis friend (who is a guy) and goddammit. i didnt know it was an adult un-cut version show! gagaga.&lt;br /&gt;there were nude scenes can! i was so embarrassed, i quickly off the whole show, even my laptop. wahaha. and yeah, i felt stooooopid. ergh. *slap my face*&lt;br /&gt;anyway, left the chalet at about 11.10pm and went straight home. then i slept like asap because i was totally worned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! i watched soccer (s'pore against m'sia. ala as if you all dont know) last friday. it was an impromptu plan actually due to some extra tickets my uncle had. so me and my sis tagged along. hell, i was super nervous/excited/scared/younameit laa during the penalty shoot outs. waaaaa. saddest part was, i totally MISSED big time the part where lionel saved the ball. (-.-")&lt;br /&gt;is that pathetic or what? because i was busy talking laa!!! sheeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/DSC0086601.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50,000 people know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took almost 2 hours just to GET OUT OF THE damn CARPARK okay. and i was seriously seriously seriously in neeed of heavenly toilet. walao wayyyy. i was practically squirming in the car with every jerk made. omg. anyway....i passed. heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went studying ABIT (note the emphasis) with yufang today. hahaha. then dad fetched me at 6pm to fetch mum and have dinner after that. initially, dad planned to go to the chalet again but in the end it was cancelled. said he was too tired. lerrr. nevermind... we ended up having dinner at toa payoh and i bought a new shoe!!!!! hahas. my dad paid for it okay.&lt;br /&gt;then went mustafa for awhile because my dad needed some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; alright... good night to all of you out there, take care.&lt;br /&gt;so i guessed i've said enough here and so i'll take my leave with just 3 words for my beloved(simple yet profound)&lt;br /&gt;i Love you. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-1320379564563993940?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1320379564563993940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=1320379564563993940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1320379564563993940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1320379564563993940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/01/whee.html' title='whee.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-4561876577089512547</id><published>2007-01-26T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T23:55:26.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eighteenth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JANUARY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee. noticed the date above (duh!)? its the eighteenth! hmm, 1 and a half year already, like woah. whee. anyway, initially, firrr and i planned to have a luxurious meal today but somehow, we both ended up in the library mugging instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww. i was a tad disappointed actually but when i thought back, Love is not about having an expensive meal together and broadcasting about it to your friends (haha) nor is it about how you spend your anniversaries with your Loved ones. instead, Love is about having one another's company no matter where the location might be (ceh ceh) at any time of the day, month, year etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay my point is, i enjoyed my day today (^^). we had chocolates and tapiocas and mcdonald for dinner. short, sweet and simple enough to make me a happy girl tonight.&lt;br /&gt;rainy nights are really romantic! well, at least, thats what i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so cool to be a girl because your boyfriend will have to spontaneously protect you from the rain (though rain doesnt hurt you...), hug you in the bus when you are feeling cold (i know how we pretend to feel cold at times just to get hugged) and hold your hands while walking because the floor is wet and we might slipped (yeah yeah again we might fake our slippers having no grip on the ground).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is la ehh, i Love firrr aloooooot! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;happy eighteenth! Love, hugs and kisses for you, muacksss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay hello gentle people! hahaha. woo, exams are around the corner. seriously cant wait to get it done and over with big time. muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;today did 6 peee (damn!) papers and i totally skipped all questions on rectifiers. i cant believe we were asked to learn one of the chim-mest topic of all independently. wth. lecturers were strictly forbidded to teach that topic (rectifiers) and then we all were like omgomg.&lt;br /&gt;okay now, let me hope against hope that rectifiers wont come out in the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way, today i retook my sprog test and err, it was tough because im not really keen in that stupid module so i wasnt serious in class. haiz im so gonna fail big time but lucky for me, i passed the other 2 tests with flying colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh! now mosquitoes are like breeding like god knows what somewhere around my house sia. goddamn irritating insects la. my legs are badly bitten la, no chance seh. walaowayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;been scratching so much. and my dad just sprayed shieltox aorund the whole house and the smell, is really stinging my nose. i hate the smell of insecticide can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, okay bye! have a goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-4561876577089512547?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4561876577089512547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=4561876577089512547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/4561876577089512547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/4561876577089512547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/01/eighteenth.html' title='eighteenth.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-4421200949678853704</id><published>2007-01-24T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:28:37.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outing with homies.</title><content type='html'>omg. today was my last sprog test and i didnt go to school just now due to &lt;em&gt;some &lt;/em&gt;reason. at late noon, rushed to bukit batok polyclinic (jurong's under construction. pfffft.) and got an MC. now i can get my LOA and retake this darned test which i think i am so gonna fail even though i havent seen the question yet. woaa im deadmeat can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, met my sec sch pals at 5.30pm and headed to marina square. there were sha, nadia, hisham and hakim, jon, matt, fadhly, wan, yusran, johnson and of course, yours truly. haha. had dinner at some food junction and then decided to have a game of bowling. by the way, today i had popiah for the first time in my whole 17 years of existence. and damn. i think its nice laa but i was too full to finish it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much of an itinery when we were out but i think it felt really great to meet up with them. i missed them all. and man, i think i can fall for ______ (:&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe. im out of my mind i know. but one thing for sure, i want you guys to know that i might have manymany crushes here and there but, i have only one Love. alamak touching ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i have alot of new movies in my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;V for Vendetta. Flushed Away. Deathnote 1. Samurai X (wth). Prison Breaks. Ultraviolet. The Covenant. Sin City. Imagine Me and You. erm i think thats all. muahaha. currently, only watched deathnote 1.&lt;br /&gt;initially i thought the show was plain retard la but hell. right now, i think its way cool. gonna watch part 2. who got part 2? send ar. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehhhh. i got to go. i know you know i know (:&lt;br /&gt;good night all and good night dearrr. i Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-4421200949678853704?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4421200949678853704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=4421200949678853704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/4421200949678853704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/4421200949678853704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/01/outing-with-homies.html' title='outing with homies.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-9208291176944792827</id><published>2007-01-22T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T17:45:47.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hellooooooo. (:</title><content type='html'>by right class was to end at 3pm (no maths lecture/tutorial) but this stupik lecturer let us off at 2pm! imagine that, 2pm. wasted my energy, bringing my heavy laptop to school. okay anyway since it ended early, i went to westmall with yufang to check out some bags because im dying to get a new one. and damn! i totally fall in love with this black bag laa. its way pretty and well, its affordable too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this particular bag which im so into initially but i realised that its frighteningly big. yeah i know im into bigbig bags but that. was wayyyyy too big for little me. and so i set my eyes on this still-big-but-not-too-large bag and im so gonna get it. probably after chinese new year, when my pocket will be reloaded. beautiful bags laa!&lt;br /&gt;waaa, i just walked for a few minutes and my whole back was aching. haha it was partly (actually totally) my fault because i was brilliant enough to carry a tote bag with a laptop&lt;br /&gt;in it (-.-")&lt;br /&gt;err yeah and yufang was no difference too because she was carrying a sling bag. lol. so gues where we headed after checking out those beauts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blog05-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guessed it so right. we went kopibean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so yeah, just chilled around and relaxed our aching backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blog03-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blog01-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, last saturday i went SWIMMING aat jurong east you know! is that cool or what? hahaha. went with my mum (cool) and my cousin sarah. just the three of us (way cool). there was a gang fight. dumb laa these kids. confirm waiting for Os results. seriously stupid kids making public nuisance, so uncivilised, still have the cheek to disturb my mum. knn. walaowayyy, i sound so fierce. ish, no la. im actually very shy and quiet (eh?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday had a family outing. supposed to go johor then my cousin fahmi, alamak! havent renew his passport so trip cancelled. end up shopping at vivocity and having dinner at clementi, after visiting my relative at nuh. it was quite a great day i would say. lol. and if im not mistaken, next week be visiting musuem with my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week, im super packed for you guys information (as if you guys wanna go out with me).&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow be studying.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday be meeting some old pals. i hope it wont wont wont wont be cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;thursday should be study sessions again.&lt;br /&gt;friday secret.&lt;br /&gt;saturday be attending a birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;busy la. ehemehem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, yufang! i so wanna watch apocalypto too! we shall go to the movies one of these dayssss. hahaha exams period sia, siao. chiong chiong chiong!&lt;br /&gt;GEMs test over. FYP over. FYP interview over. traxmaker test over.&lt;br /&gt;next one up: sprog test (super eeew can).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, i realised my entry is erm, long, i should say? not the slightest idea who actually read till the end sia (sia?) ,so as a token of appreciation, i will be sharing with all you people who read a super cute picture.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;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;firdaussss (: teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blog02-2.jpg" 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/11158583-9208291176944792827?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/9208291176944792827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=9208291176944792827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/9208291176944792827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/9208291176944792827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/01/hellooooooo.html' title='hellooooooo. (:'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-3290494851768614307</id><published>2007-01-19T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T10:55:19.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello laaaa eh!</title><content type='html'>for the first time eversince i had a blog, i am actually updating this entry in school. is this cool or what? fir is busy laa doing the soldering and im left with nothing to do. so im just stuck with a crappy laptop which lags so badly but hell, im still up for an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been a rather hectic week for me due to the final year project which is due today. adding on to this workload, exams is just around the corner. my first paper is on the 31st. followed by 5th and 9th of february. then it is seriously hakuna matata which i so cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;okay and now i just cant wait for 12noon because class gonna end and i can go have a hearty lunch with yufanggg.&lt;br /&gt;oh and speaking of yufang, she went shopping with some friends yesterday without me but! she havent been forgetting about me because when i reached school early this morning, she presented me with a vanilla doughnut from Dunkin' Doughnut. well, she bought it yesterday. aww how sweet of her (:&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much, now that i finally able to rid my cravings for doughnuts. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched american idol last night and it seriously cracked me up laa. hahaha i just cant stand that 'dont you wish your girlfriend was hot like me...' compilations of freaks. damn crap laa those contestants but hey, i enjoyed their few minutes of entertainment alot. but im sure they didnt enjoy their 2-3 minutes of humiliating fame. haha, too bad.&lt;br /&gt;either you are really good and get to go hollywood or you just get hurled with nasty criticisms and leave the audition room in tears. boohoo. waaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i have a new crush in school. wahaha. he's damn cool la and then when i showed firrr the guy, fir was like 'bongkok je die...(he slouch lorr...)'&lt;br /&gt;yeah its indeed true because he really slouch like to the max ar but stil, i think he's super cute because he carries this super old school crappy bagpack ar. either he's really cool of im just plain retard, which i think im not la. so that means he's cool. hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye. firr is calling for me because he needs a helping hand. see, im a helpful little girlfriend (:&lt;br /&gt;good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-3290494851768614307?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3290494851768614307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=3290494851768614307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/3290494851768614307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/3290494851768614307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-laaaa-eh.html' title='hello laaaa eh!'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-715018840332262059</id><published>2007-01-14T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T23:57:07.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NIGHTLIFE.</title><content type='html'>yesterday i went out jalan jalan with my beloveddd (: and we met at 5pm! okay that is considered late laa but i think its fine lor because i can come home late. wheeeee. hehehehe. why? secret ar. bluekkkk.&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway, we went suntec first in a mission of searching DUNKIN DOUGHNUTs laa because i was craving for it so badly. and because of me, fir also started craving for it. hahaha. but to no avail. waaaaa. suntec got NO dunking doughnut lor yufang. anyhow say only ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind! so in the end, we went Ben &amp; Jerry's and ate banana split. yay! i Love cookie dough. hehehe and i ate more than fir i think. sorry! (:&lt;br /&gt;then we cam-whored a little. and i think that fir is fattttt. wahaha. but still, i Love him. yay. okay afterwhich we window-shopped and fir, thanks laa because of you, i didnt spend my money on unnecessary items. but! i still want thattttt necklace...... ok nevermind. i think i'd be better off wearing the one you bought for me. heeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben &amp; jerry's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blogg01.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blogg04.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then headed to McDonald to buy some takeaway food to eat outside suntec at those steps leading to the esplanade. enjoy nightlife laa katekan! padahal hujan -.-&lt;br /&gt;okay but still, the rain wasnt that bad so we were still able to eat outside. cam-whored again. haha...not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at those stepss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blogg02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blogg03.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we took n0. 11 (walk laa) to clarke quay and! i finally saw the reverse bungee in action la! cool seh and fir told me that one day we shall ride on it. omg. scary sia that one. wooo. maybe i'll try. cehh macam faham. okay! this is like the firstttt time laa that i stayed so late outside. hehehe. at clarke quay somemore. happening babe. lol. macam da besar gitu eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then reached home...at 12am no one was home, so terpaksa fir teman. wahaha then last minute, met up my sis and her friend at somewhere near my block there. walked there with fir and off he went home (:&lt;br /&gt;if you think im bad going home late, you should ask me what time my brother came back last night. hehh. semue first time katekannn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay whole point is, im very happy last night. yay laa!&lt;br /&gt;next one up: Secret Recipe or maybe Seoul Garden. whee. cant wait, cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;i Love you, firr!! Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;and yay again! tomorrow meeting up with beloved aishahhhh (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-715018840332262059?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/715018840332262059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=715018840332262059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/715018840332262059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/715018840332262059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/01/nightlife.html' title='NIGHTLIFE.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-2358661019693313651</id><published>2007-01-11T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T20:55:23.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello again.</title><content type='html'>for your guys information, im still in deepshit and i talked to fir about it just now. his solution wasnt really much of a help la actually. hehehe. what am i suppose to do? arhh. im like so dead so dead so so dead. i shouldnt have started all this shit in the first place. now look what i've got myself into? oh no! oh no! wake me up!! *slap slap. aaaaah okay im not dreaming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today completed my individual project and part 1 (circuit 1) of the pairwork project. fuhh. quite fun doing the soldering only that it gets abit frustrating when the components soldered are not perfectly straight. lol. i know i know, nothing in the world is perfect. so yeah, practice doesnt make perfect. instead, it makes near perfect (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside the underground lab. *waaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/bblog01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night training was like WOW sia. damn tiring la i tell you. the coach really drilled us big time. i was like running my hearts, my lungs, my soul, my everything out lor. walao wayyy. trained for 30-40 minutes and only rest for 3 minutes. then had 10 games of 1 minute each line. still damn tiring la. last night training totally worn me out big time.&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i totally hate the flooring parquet because its damn slippery lor i kept slipping like no one's business. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our new training ground at VS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/bblog03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yesterday, i seriously have not! the slightest idea how i suddenly injured my thumb. it hurts so badly la. its like sharp pain. then i couldnt clench my fist nor stretch my fingers. haiz. early this morning, on my way to school, i realise the whole area below the thumb was swollen. aww. then met firdaus only to be greeted by a teary eye. hahaha. tembel. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/bblog04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/DSC00577.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that wasnt so bad. now its even worse. i meant my thumb. ):&lt;br /&gt;fir asked me to put some ice but i havent do so. hee. confirm he will nag lor. later laa then put. which i think i will forget in 5..4..3..2..1 second.&lt;br /&gt;do what ar? hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay im sleeping soon. really beat. woo shagged sia. hahahahaha. okay night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-2358661019693313651?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2358661019693313651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=2358661019693313651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/2358661019693313651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/2358661019693313651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-again.html' title='hello again.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-9150378893840706203</id><published>2007-01-09T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T20:44:48.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mannnn.</title><content type='html'>peee today was seriously fun laa. okay did i just say peee is fun? yah so anyway, why was it fun, you may ask. well, we were given our final year project and we also went to the lab for the first time ever. its underground you know. and since the first day in school, everytime i walked past that underground room from above, i always set my kpo mind thinking what the hell is under there. and im glad i can finally put my mind to rest the next time i were to walk pass it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being first-timers, we were seriously like cuckoos laa in the lab. wow here and there. and i think we looked even more cuckoo when we were told to wear goggles and ear mufflers. by the way, i think those ear mufflers are way tighter than the ones i wore during my .22 shootings. we were like raising our voice when we talk. nutcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, we have to work in pairs for our final year project and guess laa who my partner is. yeah. you guessed it. muhammad firdaus bin abdul azizzz la. hehehe. so yeah and i hope we can make this darned project a success. because fact is, i totally suck in my soldering skills.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the smell of melted lead and i also hate the smell of the copper stripboard. not to mention the sight of the components. it just aches my eyesight. hahaha. i hate peee la okay thats my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! finally, going MI trainings tomorrow. but no longer at paya lebar. this time, its at victoria school at marine parade. east coast there mind you. is that cool or what?&lt;br /&gt;tell you its not cool at all okay because i will reach home very very late and there will be drunk banglas at the void decks near to my blk. and also im so scared of them. so scared that i actually sprint from the bustop all the way to my house the moment i alight the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday having CD presentation on the cip we did previously and guess what again. we havent do the powerpoint slide. omg. better do it after i update this blog. i think. hahaha. and im feeling really sleepy already by the way. probably turning in soon tonight. but i wanna wait for my beloved to reach home first from jamming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry laa not putting up any pics today. kinda lazy to upload it at photobucket.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, by the way, check this out &lt;a href="http://www.picturesteal.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;www.picturesteal.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like friendster actually. the bonus thing about this website is that it gives html codes to all pictures you upload in your picturesteal account so that you can put it in your blogger, livejournal, xanga whatever blog host you use actually. (:&lt;br /&gt;so sign up la okay? because the owner of that domain is my brother and his bestfriend. your sincere support would be greatly appreciated by his little sister, yours truly. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly try this interesting game out too. i managed to go only 3 level not more. beat me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.break.com/index/maze15.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;http://www.break.com/index/maze15.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-9150378893840706203?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/9150378893840706203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=9150378893840706203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/9150378893840706203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/9150378893840706203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/01/mannnn.html' title='mannnn.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-696620848487595470</id><published>2007-01-08T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T20:54:22.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohkay hi.</title><content type='html'>waaah! school starts at 8am today and i slept at 4am last night! so obviously, i woked up late but only by half-hour. did some photo-takings today with classmates. heee.&lt;br /&gt;went for the super boring SPROG class and then proceeded to maths tutorial, wrecking our brains to solve some interesting mathematics. i was seriously blur like god-knows-what but finally i managed to understand it with the help of some friends who are basically brighter than i am ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i forgot alot about matrix. especially their rules and all. and also, i seem to be forgetting my trigo integration too. woah time to really buck up. recently i have been only concentrating on peee. stupid peee laa give me no life only. lol.&lt;br /&gt;okay i wanna put up some pretty pics which i take today and one whick i took during training the previous saturday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i remembered mentioning 'couple tees' in my previous entry. hehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blooog01.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for our math lecturer...lepak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blooog02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stephanie were busy with MY eugene and stanley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blooog03.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blooog04.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thats all actually. im gonna turn in like soon because serious case laa, im damn sleepy and tired. not bad tau just now i endured 9 long, draggy, frustrating hours trying to keep myself awake. booooooring laa. i want to sleep! good night! kissss! hehehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-696620848487595470?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/696620848487595470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=696620848487595470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/696620848487595470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/696620848487595470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/01/ohkay-hi.html' title='ohkay hi.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-3258472319280676401</id><published>2007-01-07T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T13:52:34.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OHKAY!</title><content type='html'>lalala. even though i've got myself into deepshit, im still a happy girl, with a boyfriend who loves me. well, at least thats what i think laa so please dont change my perception and all. hee.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow school's starting and, im gonna meet dear like everyday laa can. whee. couple tees okay for first day of school? alah, menyampah laa. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday training was shiok. after so long, i finally got the chance to put my stick in action and of course, the owner as well. we had friendly with seniors so obviously we lost. muahaha. after 2 hours of training at a court which i so dont like because its really hot and stuffy, we finally get some nice air-conditioning. lagi shiok. but gym la. aww. i hate going to the gyms. lol. i still had fun nonetheless. especially with darsh and ain. we were like teasing each other about muscles forming when we do the weights. padahal weights nye tak seberape je. haha. okay that was all that actually took place during training yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and oh yeah, we had group photo-taking too. but i dont have any of the pics yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, met up with some friend, went Velocity for the first time ever. and i think its cool. either it really is cool or im just plain retard. hahaha. (aishah: "aku rase aku cool ar...." wtf!! lol..) yeah they have lots of sports shops. okay i think im stating the obvious. because Velocity IS a sports shopping centre. too bad they have got no floorball specialist there.&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway, yesterday..it was fun while it lasted. really. aishahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, sunday, a family day as usual, i think we are going to have ice creams at haagen dazs. whee. i love my family laa. heh heh. btw my dad threatened to confiscate my hp if i keep smsing. hahaha. because he's jealous i havent been spending time with him.&lt;br /&gt;and he was like "i cut my hair but you didnt notice it!"&lt;br /&gt;muahaha. oh yeah, my dad and mum went to the hairdresser to get their haircut together. how sweet (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-3258472319280676401?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3258472319280676401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=3258472319280676401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/3258472319280676401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/3258472319280676401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/01/ohkay.html' title='OHKAY!'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-2633438217683866111</id><published>2007-01-02T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T00:45:24.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year 2007.</title><content type='html'>its 12.06am, 2nd january &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2007. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; i know im late by a few minutes but still, wow, 2006 past in a blink of an eye. okay, so i lied. but hell, it past in a few zillion blinks of my eye.  like that, snap! okay, more like, zoom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my point is, welcome! twenty 0-seven. to hell...twenty 0-effing-six. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for exams to be over laa. then its hakuna matata. woohoo i wanna rest my brain for 2 months before loading it again with stuffs that i never even had a foundation to start with. my second year will be filled with biology. okay more to biomedical studies which im so nuts about. im kinda excited really because im about to step into a new world of biomedical. well, for me that is and i got the feelings that its gonna be a fun module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, this is really random. im so addicted to this all time indian's favourite snacks, muruku. my parents bought it at Mustafa (btw we went there last 2 days at 12am!). i can like eat that so much im full for my meal. and i think im starting to like pistachios too. anyway, i still dislike eating satay but i love prawns laa. serious. prawns power beb. okay i see muruku on my table now and its calling my name but no, i musnt eat it because i already brushed my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope this year rocks the socks out of my feets.&lt;br /&gt;especially when _____________________. oh, you'll know if you're close to me. even if you dont know, feel free to just ask and i might tell you, depending on who you are.&lt;br /&gt;yufang, welcome to ask and i'll gladly let you know. and oh yes! glen knows already. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all who have beautifully written/thought/penned/drawn/said/whatever new year resolutions, please work hard to make it come true. otherwise, you are back to square one, with the same damn resolutions for 2008. losers laa. hahaha. no offence okay ehh.&lt;br /&gt;and my resolution is a little secret. heh heh. so i wont be a public loser if i were to go back on my words. muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okidaes. good night fellow resoluters, oh? hahaha. enjoy your last public holiday tomorrow. and good night dear, i Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-2633438217683866111?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2633438217683866111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=2633438217683866111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/2633438217683866111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/2633438217683866111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-2007.html' title='happy new year 2007.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-3123947178371167709</id><published>2006-12-30T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T15:01:20.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE again. heeee.</title><content type='html'>so i updated again! heee. today was like fun laa but abit disappointing at esplanade. ohh, nevermind, i shall not share with you guys my sorrows but instead, my happiness! (: yay.&lt;br /&gt;we chilled at esplanade and cam-whored. woohoo. shall not talk much as i wanna put up some pictures. anyway, we wanted to go the rooftop but it was close, no idea why. alaaa.&lt;br /&gt;and, i gave firrr his christmas present just now too. glad he likes it.&lt;br /&gt;ceh ceh~ and someone bought 3 new Giordano tees sehh. can show your pretty biceps huh. later all kinds of girls (kirekan ape seh ALL kinds hahaha.) drool lar eh. but too bad, they can see alllll they want but they &lt;strong&gt;cant&lt;/strong&gt; have you. not in a lifetime. prettttt. ptui. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello! my name is tem-a-sek. u can call me aaaaaaaa-sek. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/BLOG02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;voila. my &lt;em&gt;berok&lt;/em&gt; boyfriend. handsome lar tu muscle. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/BLOG04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/BLOG05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting view only lar. 2nd one taken by firrrr. ceh ceh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/BLOG06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/BLOG07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty lar these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/BLOG08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/BLOG09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End. Thanks ehhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/BLOG10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/BLOG11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: thanks ehh! for the belated belated birthday gift, eza and eera. cantik laa ok? hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;whee, i just cant wait for hakuna matata day!! today was like weeha laa so fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to see him again and again and again and again again! teehee. muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-3123947178371167709?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3123947178371167709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=3123947178371167709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/3123947178371167709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/3123947178371167709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/12/update-again-heeee.html' title='UPDATE again. heeee.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-7275606355106986172</id><published>2006-12-30T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T12:14:17.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay boring life lar.</title><content type='html'>yay. today be going out with my beloved laa. (: going esplanade maybe just laze around and i might want to drop by clarke quay to see those scary reverse bungee thingy. wheee. im sure it loads of fun to watch people get on those thrill rides. heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, my body is aching so badly now. especially my legs and butt (nyehhh) due to badminton yesterday morning. it was a great session though. alot of pakciks and makciks there but! dont underestimate them okay. they have superb back-hand strength and are very skillful. and well, we played for 3hrs. after that, i rushed home, took a refreshing shower and i was off to meet my girlfriends whom have allll grown into very pretty ladies. hahaha. like me. not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, anyway, since last2 days, i have been busy helping my parents clean my house because hari raya haji is coming and my cousins and all are celbrating it at my house. (:&lt;br /&gt;i just finished sweeping and mopping the floor and of course the stairs too. its like my stairs are very hairy laa because my cats are shedding their fur. hahaha later botak. no laa walao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay eza i do the quizy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q1. Favourite colour?              &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;purple, red and yellow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q2.Fantasy or reality?             &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;fantasy so i can see and believe what my heart wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q3. Last outing?&lt;/strong&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Bugis with girlfriends of 4B '06. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q4. Last person you kissed?&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;muahaha. i know you know. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q5. Latest time you went to bed? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;4am. online chatting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q6. Favourite band?&lt;/strong&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i dont know. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q7. Attached or single?&lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;happily attached. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q8. First love?&lt;/strong&gt;                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;seriously ehh. hafiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q9. Favourite day of the week?&lt;/strong&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q10. Favourite number?&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q11. Favourite month of the year?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;november and july. heee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q12. First enemy?&lt;/strong&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;syamira like wth. but now, we are good friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q13. Do you smoke?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;straight no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q14. Hated day of the week.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;monday laa like what else. maybe sunday ar coz tml is monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q16. First movie?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;bicentaniel man sia. with my sis and bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q17. Last movie?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;happy feet and its damn pathetic laa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q18. Most hated subject?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;peee! peee! peee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q19. Last mall you went to?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;bugis junction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q20. Current time?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;12.02pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 most luckiest people to do this quiz!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- KOH YUFANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- prettttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- prettttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- prettttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 13 people who you can think of now :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;1. Aishah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;2. Firdaussss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;3. Dzuhir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;4. Yufang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5. Ezzah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;6. Shaheera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;7. Glen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;8. Firdaus pipi :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;9. Umar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;10. Eugene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;11. Raudhah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;12. Shi Ting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;13. Azmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't read the questions below until you have written all 13 names!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q1. How did you meet 10?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;in SP. classmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q2. What would you do if you meet 1?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;im giving her a bubblegum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q3. What would you do if 2 &amp; 6 dated?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;muahaha Firrrr and Eera. i know it wont happen. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q4. Have you seen 4 cry before?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;not really. she was holding it back i think. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q5. Do you think 10 is cute?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;YES! i like him laa. he looks like the first prince!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q6. How did you get to know about 8?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sec 2 classmates lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q7. Would you ever go on a date with 12?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q8. What's 7 favourite colour?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;alamak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q9. What would you do if 6 confessed to you that he/she likes you?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nyehehehe. i would like her back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q10. Facts about 9.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;die die must win! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q11. Who's 4 going out with?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;no one. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q12. Who is 5 to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;my gooooood friend. the person who asked me to this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q13. Would you ever live with 13?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i dont know. just befriended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q14. Is 2 single?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;NO. taken and forever taken. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q15. What do you think about 3?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;funny funny funny and lame and also irritating but i dont mind. hahaha. (kalau kau bace, diam arr)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q16. What's the best thing about 2?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;he loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q17. What do you like about 11?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;always ON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q18. Favourite memory with 2?&lt;/strong&gt; (again 2?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;its personal. nyehhhhhehehhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 people to do the quiz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- KOH YUFANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- free and easy laaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-7275606355106986172?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7275606355106986172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=7275606355106986172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/7275606355106986172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/7275606355106986172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay-boring-life-lar.html' title='okay boring life lar.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-7203501727620992620</id><published>2006-12-28T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T23:57:26.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wooooooooooohoooooooooo.</title><content type='html'>woohoo. after numerous tries, i finally get to log into blogger. bad earthquake in taiwan affect the internet connection here in singapore. aww and worse still, CNA reported that it might take 3 weeks to get better. is that cool or what? 3 weeks man c'mon.&lt;br /&gt;okay on a lighter note, tomorrow, yes tomorrow, im playing badminton in the morning and after lunch, im off to meet my sec sch girlfriends. hope it will rain tomorrow minus the lightnings and thunder would be just fine. im loving the weather yet at the same time, im not. sometimes lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yah lar, i miss school. and i miss my favourite classmate, yufang and also raudhah. im sure rau's reading this. heh heh. (:  i wanna go school. just cant wait for final year exmas to arrive so i can get it over with and maybe, i can start working during the 3 months or so break for the first time. woohoo. stayed at home, left with nothing much to do, have been revising PEEE! argh peee the damn old subject. im so sick of getting 50 and 51 for all peee tests and exams. i hope with all my revision, i can score better. infact much better. say, 70? woo. hope hope no use. must work for it and i am. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made friend with this guy and just after 1 chat with him through msn, i can tell he is soo soo not my type so a big no thank you to him. and i Love firdaus so yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss floorball but i have been missing trainings because of some reason and i stopped going for MI trainings for the time being because i have this important exmas coming up soon. like 29th january can? how much time do i have to study? okay not much is what i can say. so im like cramming like 2 to 3 topics per day for revision. oh im lucky i have a huge brain capacity yet unfortunately, im forgetfull. oh boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study hard, play hard, train hard.&lt;br /&gt;i Love you dear. well i Love everyone actually only that i Love dear more. (:&lt;br /&gt;whatever. hehehehehehe. good night, gentle peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-7203501727620992620?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7203501727620992620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=7203501727620992620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/7203501727620992620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/7203501727620992620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/12/wooooooooooohoooooooooo.html' title='wooooooooooohoooooooooo.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-1205621272231603278</id><published>2006-12-27T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T03:13:02.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL war trip</title><content type='html'>the trip to KL was more like a war trip. there were quarrels here and there, infact everywhere. im so sick of hearing people quarrel and even be part of the stupid arguments. i thought it was suppose to be a happy trip but my family seems to enjoy it more this way. oh well and to top it all, im just so missing someone. so so much more than i can ever miss that he wont even be able to understand the mathematics to it. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, we visited the Twin Tower and its really awesome. Went Sunway Lagoon and unfortunately, it totally sucked big time. however i walked the longest suspension bridge in the world, 423m. haha. and the best part of the trip is of course, the shopping part. woohoo. like we went shopping throughout the whole trip there. KLCC, Mid Valley, Theme Mall, Petaling Street...so on and so forth. my legs can break but hell, shopping is so much fun when you have the money money money. heh heh heh. and i shall not elaborate more on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just put up some of the pics okay. all i can say is, enjoy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twin tower (88storeys), KL tower (4th tallest in the world) and suspension bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/KL03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/KL01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/KL02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/KL05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/KL04.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and at the end of the night, i still miss you badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and then i ask myself if that's what i want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-1205621272231603278?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1205621272231603278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=1205621272231603278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1205621272231603278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/1205621272231603278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/12/kl-war-trip.html' title='KL war trip'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-2171745230149576480</id><published>2006-12-21T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T21:18:57.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woooooo</title><content type='html'>due to unforseen circumstances, i actually went for the fb outing yesterday. parents had to come and fetch me though because dad doesnt want me home late and bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;okay not much to say about the outing actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i was the happiest girl on planet earth. whee. so freaking elated i smiled myself to sleep okay and i woke up still smiling. i think. hahaha anyway my point is, i am just feeling so happy to the maximum and no one! absolutely no one! today, can make me frown. that is, unless its that one person that made me this happy lar.&lt;br /&gt;and i am so sure that i will still be this happy till the end of today and even go all the way till tomorrow night!&lt;br /&gt;woo yea, uh huh, i like it, uh huh, uh huh. and if youre happy and you know it, you clap your hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so feel like a noob but! do i care? because im seriously sooooo happy, right yufang? its 1.16pm and in no time i'll be in fir's arms already! tomorrow! hehehehehehehehehehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;what a happy day ahead. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........................updated again. time check: 9.03pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what an amazing day! hehehehe. watched Night at the Museum. freaking crowded that we both were sitting in the middle of 2 other couples. ate popcorn and nachos and im really finding fault eating that because im sick lar.&lt;br /&gt;and whee~ more to come tomorrow. going out again, follow him for jamming and then he said probably head to Vivocity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after happy happy, then the next morning (sat), im off to KL already. aww. but im feeling excited! like seriously man. coming back on the 26th. hehe its my 17th monthsary. soon, it will be 24th then 30th then forever! (:&lt;br /&gt;i looove him. and he loooves me too, i know i know. whee.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and i bought a new phone btw so we cam-whored to fill up the empty phone with our loooovely pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/PLAYFULtime02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/theLOVEDones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/LOVEthis.jpg" 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/11158583-2171745230149576480?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2171745230149576480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=2171745230149576480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/2171745230149576480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/2171745230149576480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/12/woooooo.html' title='woooooo'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-2231990327150127437</id><published>2006-12-19T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T00:00:12.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fcuk spfb HAHAHAHAHA</title><content type='html'>**&lt;br /&gt;haiz, i have been sick for the past few days and because of that, my KL trip on the 16th was postponed to 23rd.i seriously hope i will be alright by 23rd because mum said the trip would be cancelled totally if im still sick.fever, bad flu, sneezings throughout my sleepless nights and endless trips to the toilet to clear my runny nose.what more could i ask for? i so so hope i will get better really soon. i dont wanna miss this KL trip with my cousin'sfamily because im sure it will be so fun and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is the floorball outing to ecp and mum doesnt allow me to go because its the monsoon season now and im not helping myself if i were to go. infact, im risking my KL trip. well, i think mum's right lar. oh well, what can i do? i really wanna go but then, im still left with no choice. so i guess i gotta stay home tomorrow till im better. ah, so boring.&lt;br /&gt;blame it on the weather and my stubborness because i went out yesterday and got caught in the rain. ):&lt;br /&gt;now, what im doing is just adding fuel to the fire. really should have stayed home and probably i should be okay by now and would be able to go for the outing tomorrow. oh no use talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS HIM SO MUCH!! and im missing yufang too. ):&lt;br /&gt;yay yay. christmas is coming real soon. presents. ho ho ho. night everyone. stay healthy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-2231990327150127437?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2231990327150127437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=2231990327150127437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/2231990327150127437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/2231990327150127437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/12/fcuk-spfb-hahahahaha.html' title='fcuk spfb HAHAHAHAHA'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-3216584329066572323</id><published>2006-12-15T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T12:50:58.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>helloooooo!</title><content type='html'>i spent most of my time yesterday sleeping. like seriously coz i reached home after school at 11am and then i slept at 1pm. locked my alarm at 2.30pm to give firr a wake up call and then we met at about 3.30pm. well, no reason why we met, just to spend some time OUT of school together. okay then he left at about 4.30pm to go rockclimb and i started to miss him already.&lt;br /&gt;so i went back home and slept till like 6.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i didnt go to school and fir was suppose to go so i told him i will give him a wake up call at 6.45am as usual to which he strongly decline. haha okay so he said:&lt;br /&gt;"for once, let me try waking up by myself..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i told him no! because i can bet you guys he CANNOT wake up if i didnt give him a call. but too bad he insisted that i shouldnt give him a call. so i finally give in. and yup, i called him at 8am and he was still asleep. -.- zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he was like sotong lar. i told him to go bathe and bla bla bla. a minute later he asked:&lt;br /&gt;"so whats my plan now ar, what should i do...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathe. and go school. and he replied this:&lt;br /&gt;"go school naik (by) caravan ehh...?" wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was like yeah naik caravan. haha. then he asked (again):&lt;br /&gt;"so skrg i kene buat ape...? (so what am i supposed to do now?)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i repeat again lor. bathe and go school. and again:&lt;br /&gt;"naik caravan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha and i told him to go bathe and think what he gonna go school by. caravan ke beca ke jalan kaki ke. hehe. like he ALWAYS talk when he sleeps lar. well, not exactly while he's asleep lar. more like when he's not fully awake yet.&lt;br /&gt;okay by now i think he's on his way to the mosque for prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, im meeting sha at 3pm to just chill. anyway, she's having break from 3pm till 6pm. so probably gonna chat over a cup of frappe. i think she got loads to tell me ar. hahah new life ahead for her and im really glad shes getting over the past...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, guys are just so useless lar when it comes to promises. they are just good in sweet talking and capturing you heart and after that, they take the girl for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i admit sometimes, i have doubts over firr who is seriously very very naughty but i know, and well, i believe that he Loves me very much. though he dont always show it. but like now, im so getting use to his characters, both good and bad and i think he is too, towards me.&lt;br /&gt;andd lastly, i Love him that much too. oh yeah. hahaha the other day i was asking him how much he loved me and we happened to walk past a christmas tree and he pointed at it, saying:&lt;br /&gt;"as much as those light bulbs on the tree." LOL!! everytime diff ans. hahahaha. once:&lt;br /&gt;"as much as those stars up there and times 100 (i think. cant remember times how many)"&lt;br /&gt;ape je ehh sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i think thats all!&lt;br /&gt;gotta bounce, tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-3216584329066572323?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3216584329066572323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=3216584329066572323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/3216584329066572323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/3216584329066572323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/12/helloooooo.html' title='helloooooo!'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-3598449095272922832</id><published>2006-12-13T13:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T13:23:34.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yelllllllow!</title><content type='html'>woohoo i watched Eragorn just now. seriously a good show, more or less like LOTR but! of course, LOTR is like 200 times more happening. Confirm got part 2 to the Eragorn show. oh yeah by the way, watched with Yufang and Raudhah. We watched the first movie of the day somemore plus Eragorn is only released today. see how kiasu we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway today had SPROG test and damn! was i lucky because i managed to do the practical part with my darl-who-just-only-got-expert's help. and i was like giving flying kisses to him during the test for helping me. and then he was making this noise which i soooooo love sia. *roar* okay its not exactly a roar but its something like that lar. well, thats the closest spelling i can find to match that sound. why not you ask me lar, and i do the sound for you. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;(btw my sis just farted. ewwwww.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today come home so early lar. after class, watched movie at 10.30am then went home straight and here i am now at only 1.09pm. fir, i think is in school playing game with fazli then he's gg jamming. i think i wanna take a nap because im so tired. oh yes! almost forgot seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night had CIP at taman jurong cc. distributed toys to the low-income families and boy, the kids, i tell you are so annoying. they are just so picky and sometimes, they really make my blood boils.&lt;br /&gt;'i want this! thank you!' *5mins later* 'can i change? that one! okay.' *some 10mins later with PARENTS* 'my daughter have allergy to fur (kepale hotak die) so can change?'&lt;br /&gt;wth. but some kids are no doubt very cute. when they cant make up their mind, i just take a giant-size winnie the pooh and show them, and they will like go gaga over it. hug hug! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;overall, last night was very fun yet tiring. went home by lorry as yufang's dad sent me to the market bustop. thanks ehh! then lovely fir followed me to 7/11 after her dad alighted me and sent me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow the same bunch are going rock-climbing but im giving it a miss because im having training on friday and i so dont wanna train with major body cramps. hahaha. so tomorrow im obviously a good kid because probably im going home straight after class which ends at 12pm, i think. cant remember. okay i wanna sleeeeep. later~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-3598449095272922832?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3598449095272922832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=3598449095272922832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/3598449095272922832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/3598449095272922832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/12/yelllllllow.html' title='yelllllllow!'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-334215681126417758</id><published>2006-12-10T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:31:40.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello world (:</title><content type='html'>i've got great news~ i've got great news~ neneh neneh poo poo~&lt;br /&gt;im gonna get my mum's N5300 and she's gonna get an N6131 but using my quids lar. wow a new handphone finally, how delightful. my current phone's worth a hundred bucks btw.&lt;br /&gt;so yay, new phone, new watch (shh), new clothing, new lingerie, new OP slippers (got it just now), new boyfriend. oops. hahaha. no way ho zay to the last one. theres only space for &lt;strong&gt;fir fir fir&lt;/strong&gt; in my heart. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod i cant wait for the KL trip. its been almost a year since i last went there. heard that we are going sunway lagoon too but im not sure if i wanna go. and i also cant wait for christmas lar. wonder what my aunt gonna get me this year. chinese new year also coming seh! fuyohh shiok kodok. hehehe. and! my 2.5 months holidays are coming too. but first, gotta mug for exams (oh..!). okay so everyone including ME! please study hard okay. as if. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday went rockclimbing with fir and his sec sch mates and i brought darshy baby along. had a great time but it was kinda dull at times when you repeatedly climb the same wall. oh. nevertheless, everyone was great company. i hope fir is finally happy that i went rockclimbing because something *sobsob* happened the last time we went. okay sweetheart i know you love me and i know you know i love you too. hahaha prettttt. hiyooooook. ok dumb. lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shucks. tomorrow school starts as 8am. dang! and ends at 5.30pm. argh. monday blues monday blues. stupid god damn presentation tml and my Underdogs group know nuts about it. Im so gonna hate my lecturer for doing this to me and my group mates. she is soooo gonna get it if ever theres a chance for me to do a survey on her. muahaha. heck no. im not that evil. dammit but im still pissed. pissed pissed pissed. fir jgn action dgn i eh. i gigit you baru u tahu.&lt;br /&gt;i totally hate PEEE lar. stupid module. i dont even wanna be a god damn engineer for goodness sake! rotten module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay a load off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;i take my leave now before i say something stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i love love love you sayang. you know it you naughty puddysat. hugs and kissesssss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-334215681126417758?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/334215681126417758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=334215681126417758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/334215681126417758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/334215681126417758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-world.html' title='hello world (:'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-5171804897588458865</id><published>2006-12-04T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T22:27:59.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring.</title><content type='html'>Interview sucked big time because I couldnt explain the easiest question given: Explain how the circuit works from left to right. Somemore that was for the half-wave circuit. Firdaus also couldnt answer it initially but finally he could but I was still stucked. God bless me. Just talked crap and I think teacher gave me 2 to 3 marks. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, foodcourt 4 siewmai is made of Porky Pig. oinkoink snortsnort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? My &lt;strong&gt;mum &lt;/strong&gt;just bought a new handphone. A Nokia 5300!!! I want I want I want. And again, guess what? My handphone is spoilt again. I dropped it while rushing my way to the toilet. WAHHH!!! So tml morning, I am going to repair my hp then go any kedai (shop) Ah Beng and sell ar. hahahaha. Then with that money, I want to buy new phone! yay. I think.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I trimmed my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my sec friends so much. The only ones that Im currently in contact with and I mean serious contact is just just just just just &lt;strong&gt;Sha&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Min&lt;/strong&gt;. Eza is like occasionally we do sms but the rest... I dont know what happened to them all. They are always not free when I ask them out. But when they need help or are feeling lonely, they turn to me for company and after that, they vanish again. Whats the matter man. I dont like it. Why cant we go out to have real fun for once because we missed each other and not only go out when you need a last minute company to get some stupid stuffs. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay good night ehh all. Good night ehh you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-5171804897588458865?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/5171804897588458865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=5171804897588458865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/5171804897588458865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/5171804897588458865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/12/boring.html' title='boring.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-2682152447278803002</id><published>2006-12-02T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T00:07:45.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so sickkk.</title><content type='html'>Haiz I have been sick for the past 3 days due to food poisoning. Endless tummy aches and trips to the toilet. And my stomach dont really accept food at the moment so whenever I eat, I feel like throwing up. Oh how sad ):&lt;br /&gt;Just wish me a speedy recovery okay. nyehehe. Thanks ehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am definitely at the losing side now in studies now. Because I missed last Friday's lesson, the most important one. Adding on to my misery, my lecturer actually actually went through a whole new topic. And hell, guess what? This Monday is the interview for our project and sad to say, I know totally nuts about it. How unlucky I am sia. Somemore went doctor just now and the medicine I got are seriously big pills. How to swallow. Lerrrmak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side (: , today Firdaus came over to my house after doing our group project without me because I was too sick. We watched DVD. The Nun. Scary, babe. Well, actually I dropped by Videoezy after consulting the doctor just now and borrowed three show. It feels really good to have your boyfriend accompany you at home when you are down in health. yay. Though its nothing so special, I really Love it when he is around. It kinda perk me up and lighten up my grumpy mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway, last Thursday I had CIP for Food4Heart's company. Packed a million toys for the orphanage. Though its tiring, I really enjoyed myself. All kinds of toys sia. Good ones, new ones and even lousy old ugly ones. haha. Anyway, I think the person who should be complaining the most is Firdaus lar because he actually did the heaviest and labouriest job. One man job somemore. He had to count and unload and then reload again boxes and boxes and more boxes of toys. Woah, I salute you lar dear. So somebody worked on his biceps and all huh. hehehe. Tuesday rock-climb per. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow guess I will be at home alone the whole day seh. Parents going out and Im definitely not gonna follow because my tummy really giving me problems. Brother is going roller-blading while my sis is working full shift. Sayang pun, first day working tml. Left me alone.&lt;br /&gt;Wahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I want a clone of Firdaus. No! I want 2 clones of Fir. Hmm. No no. Maybe I want more more more. So they can all accompany me. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok 2 pictures for you. lol.&lt;br /&gt;this is all those who were involved in the CIP. my group and Fir's group of 5 each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/yanti02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whisperwhisper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/yanti01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay good night everyone. Goodnight darling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-2682152447278803002?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2682152447278803002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=2682152447278803002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/2682152447278803002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/2682152447278803002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-sickkk.html' title='so sickkk.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-116472939551999802</id><published>2006-11-28T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:56:35.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alahhh.</title><content type='html'>alahhh. God damn, the new topic for PEEE is super tough plus confusing. Seeing that its independent learning (shit.) I think I cant do well for this topic. What a bad start to a new term. I feel like a handicap when its presentation. I think I want to crycrycry!&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, haha, I just signed up for this cute 3D chat thingy introduced by a friend of mine. Its quite lame and all but hell, I like it really much. Emoticons, actions, expressions and even mood can be changed. You are represented by an avatar (something like a character). Oh what the hell. You try it out yourself okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imvu.com"&gt;www.imvu.com&lt;/a&gt; nahhh. go play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. Tomorrow having training. Though its really tiring because it starts as 7pm and only ends at 10pm and! its at Paya Lebar, I really enjoy attending the trainings. At first it was a total dread, seriously, but Firdaus told me to just go and one day, I will turn to like and enjoy the training sessions. Magically, what he said was true. Ceh ceh~ National Player berbual tuh! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay eh, last Sunday was fun though its only me, Mum and Dad. We went Borders to read then headed to Plaza Singapura. Woah then ate at Secret Recipe. Afterwards, rushed to Tampines to attend an open house and damn! I feel so lonely there can! My cousins didnt come and I was like a noob just lazing around one corner. My mum busy lar chit-chatting and my dad too. What, I can believe it. Nothing to do, I just stood by the windows and watched this group of hip-hop dancers practising their moves at the void deck. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Soon, yay! it was time to go and we headed to Mustafa. Woah, party sia so many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time check: 11.54pm.&lt;br /&gt;I havent pack my stuffs for tomorrow! Better do now. So yeah, till the next update. You all take care and have a goody night sleep and dream of butterflies and angels, not. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Ooop something important almost slipped off my stuffed mind. I Love you Fir! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-116472939551999802?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/116472939551999802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=116472939551999802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116472939551999802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116472939551999802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/11/alahhh.html' title='alahhh.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-116439057027833588</id><published>2006-11-25T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T01:50:35.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch.</title><content type='html'>Ouch. My forehead hurts now. The ball directly hit my forehead when this guy smacked the ball because I was defending him. -.- It was just an instant pang of pain at that moment and after awhile, the pain subsided. I thought it was nothing more. But now, Im hit by a sudden headache and it really hurts badly. Post-effect I think. Terrible, my head is now feeling so heavy and it seems that the world around me now is spinning gradually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I better turn in and have a good night rest. My ankle, well not really the ankle, hurts badly too because someone smacked her stick exactly on my 'ankle'. Well, yeah she actually missed the main thing she was aiming to hit lar. The damn ball. And I become victim sia. See! Now I cannot tiptoe. ):&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough said. Good night everybody and sweet dreams of me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: tak baik lar you ni tak tunggu i balik dulu. hmphhh. tapi masih sayangkan you. huggy wuggy. good night, you. muacks muacks! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-116439057027833588?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/116439057027833588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=116439057027833588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116439057027833588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116439057027833588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/11/ouch.html' title='Ouch.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-116428117783731101</id><published>2006-11-23T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T19:26:17.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(((:</title><content type='html'>School ended at 11.30am yesterday. Plan was to meet up with Min and Sha at Jurong East to go IMM at about 4.30pm. Since I ended early, I had my lunch at Jurong Point with Yufang and Raudhah. Then jalan jalan abit, something cropped up. Well, happened that we were about to go off already too. So I made my way to Lakeside. ):&lt;br /&gt;But Im seriously seriously okay now. Thanks Yufang for coaxing me. I dont know why leh but sorry yesterday I like no mood to shop shop. Good news is everything is back to norm now, yay. Yufang is indeed a really good friend to me. Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then after Lakeside, went to Jurong East library to past time about 3pm. Still damn early lor. Then! I made friend with this guy sia. He was going "Hey sorry to disturb but I need a female opinion on this." and points to a bedroom picture in an interior design magazine. Hahaha funny and I think my opinion was crap lor. But I gave my honest opinion okay. He was shaking when he talked to me. Abih takut! As if I will eat him up like that. Find him quite selenge but cute ar. Then finally, Min arrived, like 3 days later. haha. Went cafe and eat wedges and drink her hot chocolate while waiting for Sha.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went IMM as planned to get something for my birthday. I wanted a dress actually but out of stock. Too bad so ended up, bought 4 anklets for the shooting girls. But I didnt have to pay lar coz treat it like my birthday gift.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ehhh Sha. Thanks ehhh Min. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yufang, you know the stars you made for me? I put all of them inside that birthday cup. And I have this small wooden box. So I placed both on my study table and I decide to take out a star and put it in the box everytime I feel down. But when Im happy, I will take out back a star from the box and put it back again in the cup. hehe. Guess how many stars there are in my box now?  ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw my handphone is kinda screwed up at the moment. I always lost reception at night. But there is reception in my mum's bedroom. But I cant possibly be spending my night in her room so if you guys cant get me, just call my home phone lar, dont shy shy okay. Nobody will scold. haha. Yup so thats about my handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, accompanied Firdaus to buy some smart pants and shoes. Ceh ceh! Budak tuh sudah nak kerje sehh. Hehe. Translate: Fir is gonna start working as a waiter soon. By right its tml but due to unforseen circumstances, it has been changed to further notice. Awww. Takpelar, sementara tunggu masa nak datang, pergilar try on pakaian itu, shiok sendiri sikit. hehe. Just kidding lar.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe overall, today was and okay day. And thank you ehh sayang because you didnt doze off in the train and leave me rotting out of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;Alala, sayang die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak, tml got training sia. Must go must go.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! My entry is so wordy. Who read till the end? Thanks ar ehh. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Good night all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-116428117783731101?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/116428117783731101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=116428117783731101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116428117783731101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116428117783731101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='(((:'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-116395115235678032</id><published>2006-11-19T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T23:45:52.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>helllllllllo.</title><content type='html'>Eh hello! Wow, 2 straight days went towning. Yesterday, went out with Arif to Bugis, Citylink, Bras Basah, National Library (first time seh). Then went McCafe and! thanks ehh for the frappe treat. After that I met my primary school friends, Siti and Mimi. But Siti left damn early lor, like half hour after we met. Then me and Mimi went shopping at VivoCity. Racque around for her graduation night dress but end up she didnt get anything. Instead, I bought a dress cum top. Ok lar its blue in colour and its nice ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went towning again but this time, with Darsh. We wrecked Topshop's lingerie's corner at Suntec but end up she bought a top and a bag. aaahaha and Im so in Love with the lingerie's lar. Damn nice I tell you. Then I bought a bermuda. Yeah so thats about it for today.&lt;br /&gt;Went home then came online. Chat with this new friend of mine. Cool lar coz I think he's damn nice ok. Nice as in nice to talk crap with. Hahaha. Ok whatever. Because I Love Firdaussss. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow sucks man. Seriously lar because school starts at 8am! and ends at 5pm. haiz. MONDAY BLUES sia. Tak best lar, I dont like at all. Hmm no good. So meeting Yufang tomorrow at 7.55am. Hahaha like whats with the 55? hehehe. Ok then right, I bought Yufang's present liao lor. ceh ceh. Hope she likes it, thats all I can say for now. Still thinking to wrap or not to wrap. Hmmm. Anyway I feel sad for yufang's hamster. Soo damn cute but die early. R.I.P ehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Poly-ITE SP ladies came in 4th out of 6. Now thinking to join IVP or not coz got final year exams. Plus, a new team just formed. Team Taz (Tazilian? Tazmaniam? I dont really know). Thought of joining lar but then Im already under MI and Im only starting to adapt to it. So I dismissed the idea of being in Team Taz. Anyway, this is a pic of my team mates and I after our last match last Friday at ITE Simei.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, its abit blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/editttt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing from left : Dzaf, Mal, Eunice, Sal, Huda, Yani, Nadya, Effa, Zai and Nad.&lt;br /&gt;Bottom : Nisa, Darsh, Me, Yarasha, Aqilah, Ain, Jaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lar. I think thats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, I almost forgot. Someone farted in the MRT just now and hell, its like someone planted a stinkbomb.&lt;br /&gt;Ok I good night everyone. Good night Firdaus and I Love Love Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-116395115235678032?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/116395115235678032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=116395115235678032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116395115235678032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116395115235678032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/11/helllllllllo.html' title='helllllllllo.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-116369121032502794</id><published>2006-11-16T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T11:52:10.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAYYYYY! yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;SEVENTEENth BIRTHDAYYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;17th Birthday!&lt;/span&gt; Teeheeee! What a happy happy day today. I was surprised that alot of people remembered my birthday. Thanks ehhh! hehehehe. (:&lt;br /&gt;I Love you guys lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After paper today went shopping! with Firdaus at Town and anything that I wanted to buy was on him. Ceh ceh. Bought a necklace at MoshiMoshi. Ahhhhh, its very very pretty and I Love it lar. Then, went Flesh Imp to look for some pants but ended up buying a t-shirt. After that, headed to Topshop to get some really cute boxers. Lalala~ Then! went looking for a clutch bag but couldnt find any that I actually liked. So we went McCafe and ate cake and drank frappes. I was damn full ok! Before, ate alot already at home and in school too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, headed to Toa Payoh to meet up with my family. My dad fetched the both of us from there and we went to ECP to celebrate. So full already so I didnt get myself any dinner. Eat abit of leftovers here and there, satays and! the birthday cake. Happened that at the hawker centre there have this old man playing harmonica. My mum ar, she go pay that busker 3 bucks just to play a birthday song for me. Alamak! Paiseh sia, somemore my cake got candle! Aaaaaahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then sing sing, clap clap, blow candle, cut cake, give that old man a slice. Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole little celebration, went home lor. Send Firdaus back home first. And wow. Im dead beat now. And I am feeling so contented and happy tonight. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Big thank you to parents for the mini celebration. I Love you both! Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also thank you to Firdaus for the shopping trip. I Love you so much too! I really enjoyed myself today. Thanks ehh! Hehehehe. Muacks! See you tomorrow darling. Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next one up: KOH YUFANG birthday lar. heheheheheheheheeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lar pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum's bday. 1st Nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/bday01.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY bday at ECP. my dad ar. Take pic cant see the cake. Only the candle. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/bday02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With mum AND the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/bday03.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last one with Firdaus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/bday04.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-116369121032502794?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/116369121032502794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=116369121032502794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116369121032502794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116369121032502794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/11/birthdayyyyy-yay.html' title='BIRTHDAYYYYY! yay!'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-116351174449512174</id><published>2006-11-14T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:42:24.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK zairinah ng ci bai. hahahahaha.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's match : SP versus NYP.&lt;br /&gt;no comments. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's match : SP versus NP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my PEEE paper yesterday. Woah it sure was a Killer Paper. Siao I study already but the questions are like 13 times harder than the revision and tutorial questions that I did.&lt;br /&gt;^**&amp;%$%$**^!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I would be happy enough already if I can score 40. Haiz. But! Today's paper was quite easy lar. DE paper dont really wreck my brain. Hmm, hoping for at least a B for DE. (:&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my Maths. Cant really say much about it coz I havent seen how the paper is like. Hopefully I wont forget the darn formulas at the last minutes. &lt;em&gt;siak tul.&lt;/em&gt; I actually lost about 24 marks for PEEE because! I forget the formula. Well actually I remember, just that I used the wrong one. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Yay! 2 more days and Im officially 17! Finally! Cant wait. Plus, on that day, I will be having my LAST paper. Shiok! Going out with Firdaus. I think also gonna catch a movie with my classmates. But not so confirmed yet. Hehehe. Saturday, my primary school friends wanna celebrate my birthday too! Going Vivo City, I think. And! Going Swensens too. Im so excited and looking forward to going out with them. But! Its not yet finalised lor the plan.&lt;br /&gt;Then mum said on thursday she will pick me and Fir up from wherever we are and go to the beach to celebrate my birthday! double yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so loving my life now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-116351174449512174?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/116351174449512174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=116351174449512174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116351174449512174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116351174449512174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/11/fuck-zairinah-ng-ci-bai-hahahahaha.html' title='FUCK zairinah ng ci bai. hahahahaha.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-116313380091539835</id><published>2006-11-10T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T12:43:20.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WINNING is nice~</title><content type='html'>Last night match against TP was a long and tiring game. Well, at least thats what it seems to me. All of those playing was enduring and running around in the court, trying to give their best shots and also to impress the oh-so-not-supportive spectators. And guess what? We beat them a close 3-2. I didnt get any shots though but its okay. I will try harder to at least give one the next match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And! Firdaus was really really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Last 2 nights on the phone " I fetch you after your match tml..."&lt;br /&gt;It was so unexpected because by the time my match ends, it would be late night already. I was really happy. Hehehehehe. So last night, he met me at Tanah Merah MRT interchange and we round to Pasir Ris, choose our favourite seats and went back downwards to JE. Went Mr Teh Tarik for dinner. I reached home at almost 12am and! Fir again was so sweet, he send me right to my doorstep. Well, almost. But can lar Im contented enough already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, yesterday was a really nice day for me.&lt;br /&gt;Today, Im not going out at all. I wanna stay home and study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;iloveyou. iloveyou. iloveyou. iloveyou. iloveyou. iloveyou. iloveyou. iloveyou. iloveyou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deja Vu? Hehehehe.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-116313380091539835?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/116313380091539835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=116313380091539835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116313380091539835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116313380091539835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/11/winning-is-nice.html' title='WINNING is nice~'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-116295408660986104</id><published>2006-11-08T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T10:48:06.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SP/ITE</title><content type='html'>Last night we had our first match against the ITE. Suppose to meet in school at 5pm to celebrate Eunice's birthday first. Before that,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I went to the library in the morning to practise my maths while Firdaus did his PEEE. I couldnt concentrate well yesterday, dont really know why. So about 2 hours later, I stopped doing math and readdd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After studying we went to spectacle shops to get my a spectacle hook. I need a new one because my current one doesnt fit nicely with my current specs. But! NOT EVEN ONE spec shop had what I wanted. So idiotic lar. So so so, I had to go home and take my old specs to be worn during match. Lucky both specs have the same degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then! Back to Jurong East, in the bus 334, Fir complained of headache. Alala... Before I went to school, sat at the staircase leading to the mrt escalator, then massage the back of Fir's neck. And! We (actually me) bought alot alot of snacks. 2 Hiro cake, 2 chicken biscuits, 2 drinks, 1 hotdog bun and 1 packet of jemput-jemput. Like picnic. I ate all of mine but Fir didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, I was already with my team mates on the way to ITE Simei. Felt nervous but ok lar. The atmosphere wasnt really tense in the court. Almost all the spectators there were ITE supporters. Not surprise because its their home ground. But then I totally hate it when they started jeering at us. Cant they just keep those to themselves. But its okay... We were tooo into the game to forever get distracted and angry and not motivated to listen to their jeers.&lt;br /&gt;Plus we are all adults so we acted like one in and out of court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was smooth during the first period (15 minutes) of the game. We scored the first goal. But ITE had very very super uber fast attacking moves. And they also have good dribbling ability. We could only depend on our defenders and forwards as supports. I could see that coach was mad and he seemed really thankful when we got the chance for a powerplay. Still, we didnt get the chance to score any. Overall, it was a fast game and we lost to ITE 7-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we lost, our fighting spirit are still there. Through thick and thin we shall unite as one. We shall fight till our last breath. And, our sweat, our glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GO SP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha i sound like a noob. Anyway, I gotta go study. Exams are coming.&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone and have a nice day ahead.&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I Love you Fir. Take care of your health!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-116295408660986104?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/116295408660986104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=116295408660986104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116295408660986104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116295408660986104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/11/spite.html' title='SP/ITE'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-116230312161719323</id><published>2006-10-31T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:58:51.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.</title><content type='html'>Last 2 days went to my best friend Sha's open house. Woo what a night! I totally miss her loads and when I saw her sitting in her living room from outside her house, I was like jumping. Lucky my high-heels didnt break. She greeted me and Fir (yeah, he came along) and it was big hug. Spent about almost 3 hrs there. Though not much of a catching up. Read my mail from her. And wow it really was so touching.&lt;br /&gt;Forget about everything sour that ever happened to you. You told me once "Love yourself and Im sure one day someone will love you too." Ceh! Aku masih ingat tau! And I think someone is so Loving you now. Good luck eh Sha ngan die. Temper kau tu turun kan k? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, during PEEE, Mdm Tsui totally drilled us with all sorts of challenging questions on Magnetism, phasors, inductors and capacitors. We did past year papers and I think Im getting the hang of it. Feeling so semangat after class, I decided to go library to study again. Ok I didnt bring my jacket and though I was wearing long sleeves, I was still freezing to death in the library. Shivered my way through my revision. Then when I couldnt take it anymore, I called my mum and dad came to pick me up. Had dinner before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml Im having my SPROG test. I scored 89! for the first test. But I doubt that I can score that high for tml's one too because I've seen the question. The Killer Question.&lt;br /&gt;I hate SPROG because I think it sucks especially when no one hardly uses C++ programming anymore. What a total bore and waste of time. Maybe I might show a little interest if they taught C-sharp or Java instead. Still, I dont like SPROG. I dont think Im gonna be a computer programer when I grow up. Ptui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are around the corner. 13th, 14th, 15th, 16th (eh?) nov are my exam. Cant wait for it to arrive and get it all done with so that I can start preparing for my final year exams. And then enjoy my 3 months holiday break. Study study study.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy studying if the subject is one of my favourites or if I understand what is going on. I also enjoy studying if I just bought a new notepad or flash cards to write my notes on because it sort of gives me the motivation to study. Again I enjoy studying because it gives me the confident to take my exams and then enjoy without worrying if I will pass.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from these, I hate studying because I want to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polite is soon coming too. 7th, 9th, 13th, 15th, 17th nov. Though my team is a tad lousy compared to our opponents, Im still excited because I want to gain some experience. And for once, maybe I can go home late because my matches are late night. Well is 8.30pm considered late? Yeah because it is held at ITE Simei like woahh. Train train train hard!&lt;br /&gt;GO SP FLOORBALL LADIES TEAM! Rah rah rah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps; I Love you yesterday, I Love you today and I Love you tml. Im such a silly girl. You are my favourite little boy (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-116230312161719323?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/116230312161719323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=116230312161719323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116230312161719323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116230312161719323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello.html' title='hello.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-116187812596480089</id><published>2006-10-26T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T23:57:24.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heeeeeeeeee!</title><content type='html'>Well, first day of Raya went really well. Visited 7 houses in all and boy, was it fun. lol. Early in the morning, woke up, bath, seek for forgiveness from parents, brother and sister. Then we ate ketupats and lontongs. We made 100 ketupats and well, out of this 100, I made 7. Like woah. Heh heh. After which we went to my cousin's house and watched tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/raya01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me and my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/raya02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had an open house for relatives. There was this family who came with 4 children and ALL are boys. Oldest is just about 5 year old and damn! Was he so naughty.&lt;br /&gt;Adam, Aidi, Adre and Adil. Adil is just 2 months old. He is so tiny. I wonder where he got that baju kurung (its freaking small and cute lei). Ok anyways, my laptop was the victim like aww. Kena slammed by Aidi's little tiny hands. *ouch.&lt;br /&gt;Let him off because he is just so irresistably cute. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, yesterday was a very tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today! Haha went to school with Firdaus. SO suay I got diarhoea, I almost fainted on the escalator on my way up to JE mrt platform. Damn! The pain was just unbearable. And my vision was blur and you know, it sort of blink blink with tiny circles all around. I really was lucky to find a seat at the platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Fir came like finally! By then it was about 8.10am and class commenced at 8am. Guess what, this particular lecturer is damn retarded lar. Always picked on me and Fir last week. Like please lar. And so I was scared to go to class because she hates it when her students are late.&lt;br /&gt;Ok then I was really in need to go toilet (oops!) so I came up with the idea of not going to class lor. And Fir was fun enough to go along with me. Ehehehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We already planned to watch a movie (DOA) today and to go VivoCity after the show.&lt;br /&gt;And WOW. DOA sure was a blast. Sexy ladies. But they are not that gorgeous anyway. Just own pretty slim bods. We watched the movie at Shaw House. Not alot of people and man, its super cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then headed to VivoCity. And and and we went to the rooftop ( i think) and woooooo! I Love the place. I Love the weather because it just stopped raining and it wasnt hot! Gentle breeze. We sat on seats like those at the stadium and it was really relaxing especially if you are with your love ones. (:&lt;br /&gt;Nice lar! We started cam-whoring lor. Funny why some minahs continued staring at us, hoping for free show when one of them caught Fir red-handedly pecked my forehead. Like they kept looking at us. ape je ape je, eh you eh? Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Romantic lor just now. I like you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been long since we really went out and enjoy. Furthermore, its our 15th month today. Yay yay. And I Love how you treated me when I was turning green ( you know ). Heh heh. So mentel one.&lt;br /&gt;Overall again, I really enjoyed myself today. I know Fir did enjoy himself too. Haha. Tak eh. And I think I Love him more today than any other days. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/lala01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/lala04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/lala03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/lala02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who read all the way till the end, thanks eh! You are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my One and Only,&lt;br /&gt;Happy 15h monthsary. More to come? Hehehe. I think you are really one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;I Love you Sunshine. So much so much.&lt;br /&gt;See you tml. Good night sweetheart. Hugs and kisses!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-116187812596480089?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/116187812596480089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=116187812596480089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116187812596480089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116187812596480089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/10/heeeeeeeeee.html' title='heeeeeeeeee!'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-116163226912108691</id><published>2006-10-24T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T03:37:49.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is Hari Raya and I know I should be happy but Im not. Well just abit excited but still deep down Im not so happy happy happy. You know. Oh you dont.&lt;br /&gt;Past few days was quite boring and exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking and thinking alot lately. Like a thousand and one things. Its that many. I wish I could have someone that bothers to share with me my problems and care for me when Im down. And not only to share with me my happiness. The more I try to comfort myself the more I feel bad about myself.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what to do. Im feeling so moody-ass I just dont have the mood to reply Hari Raya smses (Sorry to those who msged me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firdaus is someone whom I can relate to comfortably. I have so much to tell him. So much and when I have the chance to, nothing I so so want to tell him comes out of my mouth. Haiz. And Im back to square one after hanging down the phone. Oh boy.&lt;br /&gt;And when I get all quiet, that doesnt mean I have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;Its just that I have so much to say, I dont know where and how to start.&lt;br /&gt;Alah sayang. Im starting to have doubts about everything you say and do. Like how you always gives me such high hopes with promises and breaking it later. Kenape seh. I dont want to feel and think such thoughts but I cant stop myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You changed and I know I've changed too. I have become too naggy (lol) and then I become very irritating. Kan kan kan? Dont know lar eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sayang, I Love you so much. Its been 14 months already. Coming 15 months somemore! I really dont want our relationship to turn sour because of my paranoid-ness (got such word eh?). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And then you dont bother to rid me of my paranoia (again, correct word not?) and darling, I still take your words about wanting to make me happy always though theres always sad and happy. I know you would try to make me happy always right? (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I promise you that I will try to make you a happy boy everyday too! See, how nice your girl is. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;And I also take your words in your last entry that no matter what happens, your feelings for me will never change. (alamak I know I sound so childish but nvm lar) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby, like you wrote in the Love Letter... together, we can make this a happy ending if we want to. And now, Im telling you that I want to and darl, lets do it! Heh heh, like cartoon lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sayang, are you smiling? I got psychic and I know you are. hmm. Not?&lt;br /&gt;*Wet kiss and big hug! I know you are now. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;If you are still not smiling, then give me a call and I will make you smile. LaLaLa.&lt;br /&gt;Yay darling is already smiling. Confirm! Oh its getting late already. Its 3.15am now and you sleep without waiting for me lor! Hmphh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Call me naughty girl, whos the naughty one now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good night dear. I Love you and I miss you and I want you and I cant wait to meet you soon.&lt;br /&gt;Selamat hari raya sayang! I WILL call you first thing tml morning and disturb you from your sleep. Heh heh. muacksmuacks! (muacksmuacks me back!) hehe. *sniffsniff* lol.&lt;br /&gt;Bye! Naughty puddysat. haha you pelat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh this picture is taken at Swensens during dears birthday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/edited01-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all my Muslim friends... Selamat Hari Raya. Forgive me if I have tersilap bahase. And and and, semoga kami semua kaya raya di akhir bulan Syawal. Heh heh. Take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-116163226912108691?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/116163226912108691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=116163226912108691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116163226912108691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116163226912108691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-is-hari-raya-and-i-know-i-should.html' title=''/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-116140773938080046</id><published>2006-10-21T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T13:15:39.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baking</title><content type='html'>Hellohello! Last 2 days, Steph and Yufang came over to my house to bake choco-dipped cookies. Its reall meant for Hari Raya but now it seems that I cant use those as Hari Raya goodies anymore because theres just too many shapes and its not that presentable. Lol. Its ok actually because today is 'kuih' marathon. Gonna make loads today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, Yufang is like waiting eagerly for me to upload the photos we took while baking cookies. So well, here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yufang yufang... And this Steph, Waiting so anxiously while my mum beat the dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/edited01-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concentrate you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/edited05.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before they go inside the oven..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/edited02-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, after. (the circled one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/edited03.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time with me around. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/edited04.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the final outcome of the cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/edited06.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yesterday went Geylang with Firdaus to buy his baju kurung. Yay yay! Hari Raya is coming like woah! Heh heh. And my Poly-ITE are also coming. Nervous.. Seriously nervous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-116140773938080046?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/116140773938080046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=116140773938080046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116140773938080046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116140773938080046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/10/baking.html' title='baking'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-116073299801716875</id><published>2006-10-13T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:52:27.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh hi ehh .....</title><content type='html'>My Dearest boy is just the best! Because even after I made him mad on his birthday, he treated me to a movie the day after. Hehehehe. We watched Me, You and Dupree.&lt;br /&gt;And Firdaus KEPT ON saying Me AND You, Dupree. Seriously LOL. Its really funny and cute when he says that. Its like he just cant control what he's gonna say.&lt;br /&gt;Me and You, Dupree. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Ok yeah anyway the movie was funny. Well even the advertisements was funny. Now I think I wanna watch Deathnote and Flushed Away. Deathnote k dear? *hinthint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, half of my class did not came to school and well, that includes me and Fir lar. Then today, I really really had the intention to go to school but when I woke up, I was really really not energised at all so I slept back without giving Fir a wake up call first. Ahaha then woke up at 8.45am, called Fir but same as me lar. He still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;If I never go school, confirm he also wont go. Either lazy or no wake-up call so cant wake up. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then met Yufang at 12.15pm at Clementi because got somthing on lar then proceeded to Toa Payoh and phew! For a moment I thought I kena pangseh sia. Then at the MRT platform there hor, Yufang hor, made some seriously funny sounds. "ooh ooo ooh ooo!" hahaha. Like that thingy on the tree eating banana leh. Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Then went library read books and also borrowed 2. And guess who I met on my way home!??!&lt;br /&gt;I met Muhammad Hafiz Bin Umar! Like oh my god! When he smiled at me, I was like blushing sia. Aiyoh...&lt;br /&gt;Reach home, straight away called Fir and told him about it. And all he could say was "hmm~...." Ahaha jealous eh baby? haha taklar... Sayang you sorang saje..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml is the weekends. Yay yay right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I wasnt allowed by my parents to go Geylang with friends. But but but, I was given the Green Light this year! Tapi bile time tak boleh pergi, ramai ajak. Time da boleh, satu pun tak ajak. LaLaLa... Sayang! Cepatlar ajak! I da hint hint ni dari tadi.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe ok lar. I wanna rest awhile. Gonna breakfast in an hour plus time. And I miss baby so much. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;We always meet each other everyday because same class so Fir seldom tells me he misses me. But last night, when I didnt call him when its way beyond the usual time I always did, he called me then said "i miss you...."&lt;br /&gt;Aww. Heheehee. I like lar you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat berbuka puasa to all my friends who is fasting and to darling too.&lt;br /&gt;Rockclimb tu take care hor...Muacks muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-116073299801716875?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/116073299801716875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=116073299801716875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116073299801716875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116073299801716875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/10/eh-hi-ehh.html' title='eh hi ehh .....'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-116049170064049030</id><published>2006-10-10T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T22:49:36.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz.</title><content type='html'>Im such a lousy girlfriend... I cant even give my boyfriend a nice, memorable and happy birthday. Such a simple thing to give and yet I failed to do so. I have tried my best to make him the happiest 18-year-old in the world today. But somehow it seems that the harder I try, the more it backfires on me. Theres just nothing that I can do now to turn back time and make him happy. Whats the use of being able to buy him an mp3 and treating him to Swensens when he doesnt feel happy at the end of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told Nigel, he promptly told me this:&lt;br /&gt;"the pressure to make it the best day eva is sometimes just too great.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so right. I thought I had everything, all the plans today in my hands, under my control. I thought of giving him a wonderful surprise, not telling him about my plans and all. But he doesnt like it. He wants me to tell him. And when I didnt, look what happened now. Haiz... I so didnt expect things to turn out this way, so terrible. It was suppose to be a happy occasion. Im just so stupid. So so so dumb to have done this to him. It all my fault. Everything was always my fault since day one..&lt;br /&gt;Why cant God let me have the chance to at least do something right in this relationship. I always end up at fault. Even if I really didnt do anything wrong at times. Haiz.. I really dont know what else I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say blogging is really a good thing because it helps lift a load off your chest when no one bothers to listen to your sorrows, your fears, your everything. When no one offer to go through your darkest time with you. You dont have to worry and think if any soul bothered to read your entry too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know im being so emotional now... I have feelings too. I may look tough on the outside but deep inside, im really soft and I cry easily. Im not a crybaby but I cry because sometimes, it just hurts me so. And the only way to heal the pain is of course, to just cry. I always wished Firdaus would be by my side when Im down, when Im sad and crying but my wish have never came true and I know it never will.&lt;br /&gt;Especially if Im the one who made him so unhappy today... His birthday...&lt;br /&gt;He promised he would update his blog today but looking at how things are right now, I guess he wont and maybe never will again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After making him so upset and angry with me... He doesnt want to talk to me on the phone anymore nor does he want to reply my smses. I doubt tml he wants to go out with me if I were to ask him out. So might as well no need to ask. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so sorry baby... I really am. Will you please forgive me, sunshine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy 18th Birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-116049170064049030?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/116049170064049030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=116049170064049030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116049170064049030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/116049170064049030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/10/haiz.html' title='haiz.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-115979330931270549</id><published>2006-10-02T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:48:29.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update lar~</title><content type='html'>School just resumed for a week and I already have 2 major projects, theory test and also lab test. What more can I ask for. Today's lesson was like what only. The moment the lecturer opened her mouth to talk, its like magic. Almost everyone was starting to fall asleep one by one. I almost too but I managed to hold myself back and my small eyes succeeded defying the gravity. Harhar so funny. After 2 torturous hours passed, I rushed out of the classroom and headed for Maths lesson. Ahhh something which perked me up a little. Nothing much during Maths lecture, just revised my derivations/differentiation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I dont think John Tucker Must Die is a really good show. Well, it is lar but I dont think its worth to watch in a movie. Really you know must trust me. Now I want to watch Dead or Alive and Staying Alive. Alive alive. Hehehhh. Just now Fir wanted to watch Staying Alive at 5.15pm and its an hour and a half show. I didnt want to because by the time the show ends, I wont be home on time to break my fast. And Fir is like super good today lar. He send me home despite the time and I think he has to buka outside while walking home after sending me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, I will be breaking my fast at Home Team Academy (HTA) with my family and my dad's colleagues and their family too. Friday, I will be breaking my fast at my cousin house. Im quite excited lar actually because I like to buka ramai2. Like so fun, we break fast together after a hard day of work/school. And somemore theres gonna be lots and lots of food!&lt;br /&gt;Best lar dear! Hehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then then then, this Wed again Im having my training at MI. So sayang, nampaknye you kene tolong I angkat barang2 I balik. hehehe. Thanks eh... This Sat I having match against the Titans. Going for trainings during fasting month seems a real drag for me.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about floorball, just now I msged Aqilah and asked for her twin sister's friendster. Because I wanna have a look at her twin. I mean, Aqilah is a feminine tomboy (get what I mean?) with short hair while her twin isnt and has long hair! Haha its like Im seeing another side of her. And guess what. I find her damn pretty. Seriously. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aishah, you miss dan but I miss you lar. Today want to ajak you come with me but then you said your mum. Nvm ar next time also will do. And talking about sha, last 2 nights, Eera smsed me out of the blue and she said that she missed me. Aww isnt it nice to be missed by someone you never thought will even miss you?&lt;br /&gt;She told me she can dance well now plus she can do the split already. Haha cute. So I asked her to show it to me one day when we meet up. And wow, was she as eager as me too. Hehehe. Nursing quite busy la. She keeps having attachments. One just ended and she gonna start another one this on 9th Oct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah its already 8.41pm now and I got to go. Wanna check my friendster before shutting down my laptop to watch chinese drama. Hahaha. And theres ANTM tonight! Yay.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I Love you dear. And good night all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-115979330931270549?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/115979330931270549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=115979330931270549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115979330931270549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115979330931270549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/10/update-lar.html' title='update lar~'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-115944859676896474</id><published>2006-09-28T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T21:06:11.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>training</title><content type='html'>Last night was my first training with the MI. It starts at 7pm and ends at 10pm. It was really tiring. We started having games at 8.15pm. Since there were 6 teams, I played for 2 minutes and rest for only 4 minutes. This went on till 10pm. And they played damn well.&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say but fact is, we need to train harder to be in sync with the rest of the MI girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally shagged out from last night training. I seriously was so freaking tired. After I took my bath, I called Fir for awhile. After we put down, I thought of msging him to tell him something but I was just too too exhausted to get out from my bed to take my hp. So I dismissed the idea of smsing him. And then I was off to dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;And I didnt go school today. Really cannot make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before training yesterday, went JP with Fir to get his oh-so-early birthday gift. Something he had always wanted. An mp3 player. I know its already off-season to buy mp3s but since he wants it so much and its within my budget, I got him a sleek black Creative Zen Nano Plus. Its really nice. Of course it is because its my money. hehe. Im glad that he likes it. Of course he does because he chose it. hahaha. Then I was off for training at Paya Lebar. He accompanied me in the train ride only till Redhill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml school starts at 8am (!). Haiz Im getting so lazy for school but then again tml Im having an important class. Cant miss it. I could afford to miss today's because its only character development class and GEM.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what... Im having training again tml from 7pm till 10pm. This time, I doubt dad wanna pick me up. Looks like I gonna reach home at 12am. ='(&lt;br /&gt;I have never been home this late before and Im really so scared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really want to buy a new blade for me stick but I have no money currently. Hopefully, I would have save up enough money before November Polite matches because I have to get use to using the new blade first before going for the games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! I got to go. I wanna watch telly. Chinese drama. Favourite beb. take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-115944859676896474?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/115944859676896474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=115944859676896474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115944859676896474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115944859676896474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/09/training.html' title='training'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-115901553138893505</id><published>2006-09-23T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T20:45:33.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit we lost! again!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today's match was a great disappointment. I was really unhappy about something that took place. Reaaaally unhappy but hell. Who am I to voice out about this at that time? So I just shut my mouth. We lost 6-4 to SIM.&lt;br /&gt;They didnt have the skills but they have tremendous capacity of stamina that even nisa, a player whom I looked up to as she has good stamina, was dead beat playing with them. We could have won them easily but our team lack of stamina and team-work. But we have great team-spirit. That is the most important factor in my point of view because with team-spirit, we can develop greater team-work. Especially among the seniors and the juniors.&lt;br /&gt;I dont think I've played well because I missed alot of shots that were coming my way as I wasnt fast enough to just hit the damn ball before the opponent ran up to defend me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having our Poly-ITE (PolItes) match this november and my team and I are so not ready for those matches that is soon due. Dzaf was unsatisfied with our performance because she couldnt see any improvements in us, according to her. But I think alot of us, especially the juniors has improved alot. We learnt alot of things. Maybe our performances are still not up to her expectations.&lt;br /&gt;She decided that all of us have to join a club. Any club will do and join their trainings. Well, I really like that idea because this is the only way that I can sharpen my skills. By experience and of course, more trainings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, mum isnt very glad with that idea. She doesnt want me to indulge too much time on floorball and my studies get neglected. She says I'm not a healthy girl because I once suffered from tuberculosis and that I still have those cells in my body only that it is not activated. And it may activate anytime if I were to fall ill. She tells me that I need sufficient rest and when school starts next week, I will be very occupied with so much stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Homeworks, studies, floorball, housework, family and leisure time. Shes worried that I might not be able to cope with so much activities and that it might deteriorate my health one fine day. I am very confident that I can juggle my time and I know whats good and whats bad for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after her short lecture about my health, I feel so scared now. Recently, I have been falling ill very easily and I have migraines often. I often feel dizzy when I stand after lying down and my heartbeat will go very fast. My jaw seem to ache as well. What wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;A symptom of stroke is aching jaw. Oh what the hell am I talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml is the start of Bulan Ramadhan. Cant wait for hari raya. Collect money while you can! Hehehe. Anyways, selamat menyambut Bulan Ramadhan! Happy fasting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Yesterday was a fun day out. Love you darling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-115901553138893505?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/115901553138893505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=115901553138893505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115901553138893505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115901553138893505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/09/shit-we-lost-again.html' title='shit we lost! again!!!!'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-115866114354857029</id><published>2006-09-19T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T20:50:48.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update update update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/DSC00468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! An outing with the shooting girls. Went towning like we used to do last time. Ate desserts at *somewhere*. Stress on my wallet. A freeze drink costs me $4.90 and its not that nice at all. No justice in the price. Everyone was on dutch and Sha paid the GST and service tax. Thanks eh. After that, rushed to meet my mum and brother at Swensens. On brother that is. I wouldnt join them if I were to pay myself. Im not working and money dont just come easily for me. So must maintain ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, Fir is back from KL for his baseball matches and Singapore got 2nd. Well, out of 3. Ahaha. Phillipines emerged 1st and obviously, Malaysia last. Boo! Homeground somemore. Fir told me now their team is focusing in the qualification for the SEA games. Wah wah wah.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday met up with Fir in the late noon. Intention was to play arcade but in the end, we played only a little (well, he played) and we catched a movie Little Man. Funny abit ar. But I dont think its really a 2 thumbs up. Then met my mum and brother for dinner with Fir as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today! Booooring day. Woke up so late for the first time. 2.30pm sia! Tsk. But Fir is worst. Woke up at 3.15pm. Eeew. So late hahaha. Tml having training at 9.30am till about 12pm. Then after that meeting Fir for lunch and he keeps pestering me to go rockclimb. So probably I might after lunch tml but just abit and it also depends whos around the rockgym. I suck in climbing actually la. If he jeer at me tml, Im gonna kick him hard.&lt;br /&gt;Coming Saturday having a match in school against SIM. I hope Sara comes. Coz I feel more at ease while playing with him around. Darsh's also hoping he will come.&lt;br /&gt;So let us all hope together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Bulan Ramadhan is coming! Puasa beb. Then in no time, Hari Raya! So excited. I wanna try bring my Chinese friends with me for visitings. Hehe Yufang! Come hor. I hope this time round, dad allows me to go Geylang or Kampong Glam with friends because usually he says Im not allowed to go such places. The crowds are terible. But actually what he meant was the kind of crowds there. Most malay teens these days behaves like animals when they are out on their own and without adult supervision. Oh! The shame of being a malay sometime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-115866114354857029?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/115866114354857029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=115866114354857029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115866114354857029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115866114354857029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/09/update-update-update.html' title='update update update!'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-115824910628004272</id><published>2006-09-14T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T23:56:36.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from chalet</title><content type='html'>Hi Im back from my class chalet already. 3 days 2 nights and I slept for only 6 hours. But its really really fun to be with my classmates and Fir too of course. Hehehehe. 11 guys and only 3 girls. Girl power. On the 2nd day, there were only 2 girls left coz Zun went off early. But it was still fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked in at about 3.30pm. So we started our activities like bbq about 7pm. Rented overnight bikes at only 9 bucks like so so cheap! Haha. Fir came at about 11pm coz he had baseball training before that. Then we went night cycling. So cool! At about 5.30am the next day, 7 of us went to watch the sunrise at the beach. We cycled there. Sat with Fir on the bench to watch the sunrise. Romantic sia. He had his hands on my waist like throughout. Im totally in Love with him. Hehehe. How I wished time wouldnt pass so fast when one is enjoying one's company. Too bad life doesnt work that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching sunrise we cycled back to the chalet and I straight away dozed off at about 8am and woke up at 11am. Everyone took their shower and got ready to cycle out to changi village to return the bikes. After that headed the beach. Vance and Viknesh soaked themselves in the seawater for about half hour. And wow the weather was terribly hot. I couldnt take it coz Im sick. Bad flu and slight fever. Quickly went back to the chalet to seek refuge from the angry sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling so sick I decide to take a short nap. Fir accompanied me to sleep after eating panadol. No he didnt sleep. Just accompanied me. When I woke up, I felt much much better.&lt;br /&gt;It was about 6.30pm by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we played till about 4am plus almost 5am. I went to sleep. The rest didnt. Fir and I was totally shagged. Well actually some were already sleeping. So I decided to turn in as well. Fir also slept. And he took so much space I almost fall off the bed a few times. I got so fed up with him, I stole his pillow from his clutch and pushed him to the other side of the bed like far far away. Hahaha. Then I finally got my beauty sleep. And my syg actually snores! Nudged him with my elbow a few times to shut him up. Its like so cold. Woo. But I got to sleep la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at about 7.30am. Ordered Mcdonald with the rest and took my shower. Only 5 were awake. Fir was like still sleeping like a log. Tried to wake him but he just wouldnt stir. Man its really really difficult to wake him up. Lazy boy. And when I finally woke him up, he walked like a zombie to another room ( i thought he wanted to shower ) and plopped on the bed back to dreamland. Syg syg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was really really fun la. Post some pics. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blog01-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blog02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blog03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blog05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/blog06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending 3 days with my beloved, its time to let him go. No not that. I mean he's off to KL for baseball matches against Phillipines and Malaysia. Im starting to miss him coz I hate to see him go so far. This time its for 4 days. Haiz. He should already be at KL by now.&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for him to return, when I can go back to his arms. Well, he told me not to be so upset over his absence. Instead, he wants me to cheer for him.&lt;br /&gt;And I will do just that. Because I Love him so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night dear. Take care of yourself and have lots of rest because I know you didnt have enough of sleep for the past few days. Play well darling and come home soon. I will be waiting for your return k sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;And I shall hug you to sleep like you did to me. Muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-115824910628004272?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/115824910628004272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=115824910628004272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115824910628004272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115824910628004272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-from-chalet.html' title='back from chalet'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-115789445606610645</id><published>2006-09-10T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T21:30:29.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blablabla</title><content type='html'>Eh hi. Today I didnt feel like going out so I just stayed home like a good girl. Watched Chronicles of Narnia like finally, after a month that I've borrowed the vcd from Rau. My butt got all cramped coz the show was like 2 hr plus. Ate Famous Amos, Pringles and Twisties with my brother. He bought 200g of cookies for me coz he ate all of mine which my mum bought for me last week. I especially like butterscoth chip and pecan. Nice you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think tml going to supermarket to buy the stuffs for my class chalet. Not very excited anymore la. Like no mood to go already but then die-die also I must go coz Im the one who booked the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having an outing with the shooting girls on the 16th. If I cant make it this time, it would be the 3rd time straight that I havent been able to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, aku tgh merajok ngan aminah.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think I will be able to make it this time. Oh whatever like that is what I always say and then when the time comes, something crops up. Speaking of shooting girls, this Charlie's Angels show has golden revolvers sia. Like what the. Gold leh. I dont like. I like silver silver.&lt;br /&gt;And Lucy Liu is so sexy. Aaaahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh alamak. I just remembered that Im supposed to meet someone tml. Shit and I totally forgot about it. Actually I also dont feel like meeting him ar so cancel la. But the problem is I dont have his telephone number. Alermakk. I think I have a brilliant idea. Buih. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that life is always unfair towards me. Because Im always at the receiving end. Whenever I try my best to do something or to plan something or just anything Im trying to do for my own benefit, it always backfires back on me. Like big time.&lt;br /&gt;Life is just such an irony. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah last night I went to my cousins house for kenduri. Then we played pictionary. It goes something like this. Well, I have to draw something, anything, on the whiteboard and my cousins will guess what I drew. So we took turns drawing.&lt;br /&gt;Alamak I tell you ar my cousin damn funny sia she. I laughed till I cry and I started hitting the wall. lol. Cannot tahan la. She really cracked me up. My cousin Sarah also laugh like hell sia. But  I think I laughed more. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm oklah. Becok pulak. kk nighty night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-115789445606610645?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/115789445606610645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=115789445606610645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115789445606610645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115789445606610645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/09/blablabla.html' title='blablabla'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-115768925796229565</id><published>2006-09-08T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T01:15:49.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Big Shit! to 4B of 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, those people who was in 4B. WTF! You guys kept pestering Sha to make a class outing and now that she has planned her ass off no one played a part by making it happen. It's supposed to be a class outing and what, only 6 can make it?!? Wake up your idea la!&lt;br /&gt;Giving us darned excuses.&lt;br /&gt;Attachments, courses, doctor, soccer trainings, not free (wtf 'not free'??) and the award goes to the person who said 'coz he not gg mah so i also dont want to go'. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/FUCKYOU.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah nice huh. This is for those who gives me stupid damn excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had a match against the UWC (United World College). It really wasnt a good game coz our defense totally sucked big time I tell you. Forwards were not playing our best coz we missed alot of open opportunities. Anyway, goalie did a great job. Thumbs up Yarasha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway 1st period, we were losing 3-0. But our spirits werent dampened. 2nd period, SP had their first shot by *ehem, me. Hehehe. UWC got alot of lucky shots. Really. Then it was 4-1. Until Dzaf scored one and Yani took 2 consecutive shots. It was a draw. I think most of us took the opponents for granted when we hit the draw line. Big mistake coz we gave them lots of opportunities to score.&lt;br /&gt;Final score was 6-4. We've let our captain down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt really perspire coz the indoor court was air-conditioned. So I felt really cool even after losing the game. Hahaha. Anyway, defense gotta improve more and of course forwards too. Everyone played a part in this game and no one is to be blame.&lt;br /&gt;My dear Goalie, please stop telling me you think it's mostly your fault k. Like what Dzaf said, most of the shots was a 1 on 1 shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Firdaus is coming home today! I miss him so much. I've been using his picture on my MSN display picture. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;(post edited)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;090906 at 1.04am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to comment. Talked on the phone with him at almost 12am after waiting for 72hrs ++. Dont know what to say now coz I feel like he's still away on a cruise. And sad to say, even though he's back, I still miss him so much. Oh well. Theres nothing I can do now but just brood over how much I need him now. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, enlighten me please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-115768925796229565?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/115768925796229565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=115768925796229565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115768925796229565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115768925796229565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/09/wtf.html' title='WTF!!!'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-115737583058633799</id><published>2006-09-04T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T21:17:10.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing much to say</title><content type='html'>Hi, the same old Haryanti is here to update. Not much changes in my life. Sill the same bunch of friends. Still on this same not-much-to-comment-on love life. Still living under the same roof with my parents. Still getting my weekly allowance from dad. Still in the dark about what my cliques are busy gossiping about. Still cant be bothered to find out coz they also dont bother to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets see the little changes in my life. Ahhh yes. Im drifting apart from some particular friends that Im once so close with. Im turning into a very irritating girlfriend. Haha. And I think these arent the only changes but I cant think of anymore. What can I do now? Shucks. I really dont know. Probably just go with the flow lor. And insyaallah things will get better which I think wouldnt coz Im not doing anything about it but just go with the flow!&lt;br /&gt;And yada yada yada. Ok so I used Eza's word. Yada. Hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok let me talk about something on the bright side.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm so me, the irritating girlfriend, is actually going out with Fir like after a week of not meeting each other. To nowhere special la as usual...&lt;br /&gt;Coz Wed its Bon Voyage for him. Till Friday. Dont tell you where he go. But its ok. I dont think I will be missing him that much. Im really fine with him going overseas and stuffs as long as he comes home in one piece. Yeah just one piece, not less or worst, more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's this guy like oh my god. He went KL with his family and he came back with something for me. Guess what. Mirror and a tweety bird. ROFL. Ok its the thoughts that count. But Im not really sure how the hell Im gonna meet him up to take those gifts. Mann. Wait I havent reach the best part. Ok and I have never met him before. I mean I dont really know who he is. Friend friend ya we are friends but oh boy. I dont know how he looks like.&lt;br /&gt;Someday...Someday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I have to go watch the Chinese drama show. Its on since 10 mins ago. I missed the starting! Ok so good night everyone. Happy holidays. And take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-115737583058633799?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/115737583058633799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=115737583058633799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115737583058633799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115737583058633799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/09/nothing-much-to-say.html' title='nothing much to say'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-115691252243667119</id><published>2006-08-30T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T12:37:22.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grandaddy pass away.</title><content type='html'>My sick grandad just passed away on Monday night in the hospital. I wasnt caught by surprise coz I was already expecting his death although I was still hoping for a miracle to happen But even after expecting it, my family and relatives were quite devastated. Especially my aunt. She was the most pampered child coz she's the only daughter in the family of 6.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was quite a chaos at the hospital when he died coz it was late at night, almost 12am. Well, I wasnt there. Instead, I was at home, already asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my mum fetched my brother and I to my grandad's house. It was about 12.45am by the time I reached there. The body arrived at about 1am plus. Probably almost 2am. We placed him on his bed. The bed where my late grandma was laid on too when she passed away, while my grandad sat outside the bedroom at the staircase and watched the body of his lifeless beloved wife of more than 50 years with such devastation. It was a very sad sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my grandma when during my O level period and now my grandad also went off to join her. I feel that he was very strong and brave, trying his best to fight the illness, the pain. It was well paid off coz he went off peacefully. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;May Allah bless his soul. And also grandma's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandad and grandma at my house, celebrating their Golden Anniversary (50 years)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 237px; HEIGHT: 168px" height="419" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/billarogue/Imej010.jpg" width="465" 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/11158583-115691252243667119?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/115691252243667119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=115691252243667119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115691252243667119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115691252243667119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/08/grandaddy-pass-away.html' title='grandaddy pass away.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-115665273850376488</id><published>2006-08-27T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T12:25:38.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays plus sick grandpa</title><content type='html'>Finally! The holidays are here like I've been waiting since forever. Schoolwork-free for a whole month. I can make use of this one whole month to destress from the everyday of school.&lt;br /&gt;But I wont say it's really Hakuna Matata (no worries for the rest of our days). My poor grandad is in hospital. Sad to say, he's in a critical condition like for the past 3 days. And still no signs of recovery. But Im still hoping for a miracle to happen. You know, the song about believing in miracle and that it might happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've missed out so many things for the past few days. To and fro the hospital. Overnighting there once (we take turns with our relatives). Probably tonight I be staying there with my mum again. Not so sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUFANG ar sorry I didnt reply your so many smses. Hospital damn poor reception and by the time I receive your msges, its really late already. And also no, I didnt appear offline. I was really offline. Hehe. Probably I'll meet you guys tml. Anything I'll msg you tonight or tml morning. Subject to changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shooting girls, FIN, MIN and SHA!! Oh Aishah, haha I was really disappointed that I couldnt make it suddenly like especially after my mum allowed me to join you girls. =(&lt;br /&gt;Friday couldnt come then Sat also cant. I really miss you all. Aminah tidak ar. Hahaha. No lah. Then what did you all do? Tell me la, I want to know.&lt;br /&gt;Sha? Bday Monday? Tml? Hehehe. (Dont forget your promise to me darling!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR, I havent been spending much time with you. When we got the time to talk on the phone, I said Im tired and I wanted to rest. But you, so understanding, still want to wait for me to come home first before turning in (or is it the soccer matches? hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that your msges can really make me smile amongst the forlorn faces around me?&lt;br /&gt;Even when you're just wondering where I was like last night. See the magic you can make? Hehehe. (Hint eh nak you msg I) Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was our 13th month and somebody who was at home rotting all along forgot! Naughty! Hehe. Anyway, now holidays, I dont just want to study with you (like again! since school started), I want to go out and destress with you. Go somewhere ar have fun, just walk around and chill. Ok can can? Dont want always study. But we will still have to pick up some dates to revise Maths. Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I havent showered. Better do now. Plus my stomach is calling for food already. Going hospital later probably about 3pm or abit more later. Depending on my brother, IF he's coming.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for my grandad to recover k? Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah some useful tips to prevent yourself from falling sick or stricken with an illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do not eat or drink food that contains alot of sugar. Excessive sugar will make you obese or if you're unlucky, you'll get diabetes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do not drink chilled tea coz it is diabetic. (Im not sure how true it is though)&lt;br /&gt;3. Drink lots of mineral water. It helps flush out the toxins in your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do not abuse subutex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-115665273850376488?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/115665273850376488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=115665273850376488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115665273850376488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115665273850376488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/08/holidays-plus-sick-grandpa.html' title='holidays plus sick grandpa'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-115605015530857083</id><published>2006-08-20T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T13:02:35.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gundu sami pariak dog. hahaha.</title><content type='html'>Good afternoon everyone. Today, supposed to be a Family day coz its Sunday but dad had to attend some stupid National Day Rally speech at NUS (is it? not so sure). So that leaves me with my super boring siblings and my mum only. I thought we might be going out even without dad. But in the end, mum is going to the hospital to visit grandad. It has been 4 straight days that I've been there and let me tell you this. Its totally boring. I dont really have much to do there. I mean, apart from just visiting my sick grandad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to the bookstore there like dozens of times. And what, I bought 2 pens and a notebook only. In and out of the 7/11 store like alot of times, I can memorise the price of the things they sell in there. Not to forget the weighing scale at my grandad's ward. Probably it will break if I were to step on it again today. Not that Im too heavy but the thing is I have been weighing myself like, everyday? Believe it, you would do the same too if you were me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways tomorrow is the Killer Paper's Day. So wish me luck. I've been studying real hard to attain a better mark than the previous 51%. Give me 60% and I will be jumping for joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept real late last night. Watched Eight Below with my mum. Real sad story. Got me tearing abit. Aaahaha. I'd give it a 4 thumbs up if I had four. Then after the show, called Fir, half expecting him to be asleep already but he wasnt and it was 1am plus. Then he said he was waiting for me. Dont know if he really was but it sure was a sweet gesture. Nonetheless, we had a short and lovely conversation before we called it a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for the holidays to arrive. Outings outings and more outings. Hehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Good day to all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-115605015530857083?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/115605015530857083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=115605015530857083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115605015530857083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115605015530857083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/08/gundu-sami-pariak-dog-hahaha.html' title='gundu sami pariak dog. hahaha.'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-115579088055512791</id><published>2006-08-17T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T13:01:20.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz. what got into me?</title><content type='html'>Im not feeling so good these few days. Runny nose, coughs, minor sore throat. What more can I ask for? A boyfriend who's experiencing exactly the same thing with me. Aaahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Last night, last call with Fir was at about 12.36am. I only turned in at almost 3am. Doing nothing but making myself fall into a state of misery by thinking of alot alot and alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;There are some that made me feel happy, like when I thought about my 1st year anniversary date. Im a very emotional girl btw. I dont mean emo. What the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my first paper D.E. The paper that I was very confident in. Well, not much of a comment to make about it so I guess I'll just wait for the results. Next paper coming up.&lt;br /&gt;The Killer Paper. PEEE. No motivation to study coz firstly, I suck in it. Secondly, Fir didnt even care about me sucking in it. Well, he didnt offer to help me in it by asking me to study together or just asking me if I have any queries to which he can help clear my doubts. No no, not at all.&lt;br /&gt;Im going to do badly for this effing test and I dont even care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEEE suck coz I sucked in it.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like my fault that PEEE sucked isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish all of you would stop talking bout the fb guy coz it's just a crush. Why the big hoo-haa about it. And please, for the love of God, stop tagging my board bout you-know-who. Im not angry but I just dont want it to go too far. As in to invite more people to know bout it.&lt;br /&gt;Its just a crush for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;and Riduwan, it was my pleasure to teach you to play the Xbox the other day. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-115579088055512791?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/115579088055512791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=115579088055512791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115579088055512791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115579088055512791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/08/haiz-what-got-into-me.html' title='haiz. what got into me?'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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-11158583.post-115555945857557456</id><published>2006-08-14T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T20:44:18.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wakaka</title><content type='html'>Suppose to go badminton at 8am today but somehow I overslept and woke up at 9.45am. Well, if I cant wake up, do you think Fir will wake up as well? Pigs will fly if he managed to wake up on time. So later on at 11.15am, met Yufang at library to borrow some stuffs. Then back home together to study. Before that, had lunch. Baked our own pizza with my mum's help. Tasted great, I was so full, still have fried chicken wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so we were off to study. Well actually we drifted alot of times. And for quite long somemore. Eheheh. Laughed here, laughed there. Joked here, joked there. In the end, I only managed to complete a chapter of PEEE which is the Amplifiers.  No worries coz tml I will be going to school with Glen, Gordon, Yufang, Raudhah and Fir to study again. This time, I will make sure that I really will study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah before I forgot. Have a look at these pics. Cool ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sexy.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sexy.namedecoder.com/webimages/champagne-f-HARYANTI.png" width="240" height="180" alt="Hottie Adeptly Rendering Yummy Affection and Naughty, Thrilling Indulgence" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sexy.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sexy.namedecoder.com/webimages/roseskull-m-FIRDAUS.png" width="240" height="180" alt="Fine Ideal Romeo Delivering Affection and Unrestrained Stimulation" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha cute sia. Just type your name there and it will come up with some sexual-related phrases. Cute leh. Just look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sexy.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sexy.namedecoder.com/webimages/rose-m-SSSSSSSSS.png" width="240" height="180" alt="Sexy Suave Stud Skillfully Supplying Sensual Stimulation and Slow Stroking" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get what I mean? Haha. Try it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sexy.namedecoder.com/index.php"&gt;http://sexy.namedecoder.com/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, confirmed 1B22 class chalet will be held on the 12th to 14th of September at ALOHA Changi. Fees will be further updated. Ehehehe. This is gonna be so fun. Been so long since I had a class chalet. This time with new friends leh! Wahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! 25th Aug will be a gathering day for all the np peeps. Like finally, I really think I wil be able to make it. Fin, Min, Sha all agreed liao. And Im so lucky that 25th is my last paper. Maths. Well, this time Im unsure if I can ace this paper. All the best, I'll just do it.&lt;br /&gt;28th Aug might be going to Escape Theme Park with the girls. Hope it wil really happen. Haha. This coming holidays will be a fun fun fun one. So packed with fun-filled activities. Wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I miss Fir... Aww it's only been 3 days. Cant wait to meet him up tml. Hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;Ok then I have to go off. Good night everyone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11158583-115555945857557456?l=billarogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/feeds/115555945857557456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11158583&amp;postID=115555945857557456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115555945857557456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11158583/posts/default/115555945857557456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billarogue.blogspot.com/2006/08/wakaka_14.html' title='wakaka'/><author><name>Nur Haryanti</name><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></feed>
