<?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-6308189071357373735</id><updated>2011-07-31T06:20:44.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-6165842043315487326</id><published>2009-12-30T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T19:51:38.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been sunburnt. Great.</title><content type='html'>xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-6165842043315487326?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/6165842043315487326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-been-sunburnt-great.html#comment-form' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/6165842043315487326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/6165842043315487326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-been-sunburnt-great.html' title='I&apos;ve been sunburnt. Great.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-6711580063363495630</id><published>2009-12-27T12:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T12:57:51.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you!</title><content type='html'>Hello, I miss you. I know we were never that close compared to everyone else, but I miss you. I miss having a big sister, like seriously. People used to say we were sisters, people used to say I look like you. Tall, and similar features; I really felt like your sister. We talk alot, though only when you're not distracted by everyone else. I understand you have a much more fascinating life than me, oh well, I miss you :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, I miss you. I miss going riding with you. I miss telling you everything about my wonkey unfortunately hilarious life. I miss eating choki-choki with you in your room and terrorising your doof bag. I miss watching entertaining movies with you and anticipating every typical cheesy hollywood line. I miss following you everywhere because I was left all alone. I miss riding with you, I miss talking to you. I miss cheering you up all the time and entertaining you by being myself. You're distant now, what happened? Detachment is pretty weird, you somehow made me feel loved. Oh well, I miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, I miss you. I miss your reaaallly irritating personality that is SO damn bi-polar and everyone has to listen to YOU all the time. Freaking gila. But I miss it! I miss you, walking to your house from school and your mom being so nice to me and the time I followed you to NTUC to get your groceries. I miss you talking about N and every other guy you fell madly in like with. I miss talking to you bout rubbish and being your "boyfriend" Oh well, I miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, I miss you. I miss you're no emotion-ness. I miss your ability to laugh at my tripping over an OBVIOUS metal bar. I miss your support for gay people. You're so hard to please, yet I manage to make your smile all the time at my very lame and failed jokes. I miss telling you about my life and not agreeing with your advice. I miss going crazy while you think i'm an utter moron. Oh well, I miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, I miss you. I miss hanging out after school with you. I was happy there, unlike now, I guess because of you. I felt like someone needed me, and I needed them. I miss having you around to talk about life and friendship and about our cruise. I miss having my support and giving you yours. I miss bumping into random people when we're out. Oh well, I miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello, I miss all these people above, and more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My head is spinning, I need to eat, yet I feel fat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas party was FUN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Liyana and gang have gone up to Genting,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WITHOUT ME. grr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bracers off tomorrow morning. YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be in Johor soon loves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Edit./&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imissyou! The guy I thought you were. Its very disappointing. I may not have thought romantically of you, but hell, you were like my best friend. You were there when I needed you most and I thank you for that. But the worst part of it all is that when I was happy, you didn't let me share it with you. I miss talking to you on the phone about your life and my life, and you being high, and hanging out, and everything. You were SUPER FUN to be with, and its really sad that you just cut off contact with me. The fact that you had feelings for me didn't change the fact that I liked you as a friend, but obviously you wanted more right? Why couldn't we just be friends, thats all I wanted to be. Hell, I'm not even sure about where I am now. Sorry dude, but whatever. Oh well, I just freaking miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-6711580063363495630?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/6711580063363495630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/6711580063363495630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/6711580063363495630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-7522344900546054751</id><published>2009-12-26T12:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T13:13:50.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cover Ideas :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hello nonexistant readers! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today is the day before I go to JB, hence I want to figure out what song to cover with MAEthePEA :D SOoOoOOOooOoOOOooO (that was soo cool!) these are the song choices :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2lDVR_2mb6Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2lDVR_2mb6Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;3 cheers for 5 years :) - Mayday Parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Saltwater room :) - Owl City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Broken Strings - James Morrison feat. Nelly Furtado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Good Girls Go Bad - Cobra Starship feat. Leighton Meester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Help help :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;I bet Mae is gonna be like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" I THOUGHT WE DOING 3 CHEERS FOR 5 YEARS!" :O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt; HAHA I AM DEAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Oh, spammer, I want you're opinion this time too okay :D Love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-7522344900546054751?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/7522344900546054751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/cover-ideas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/7522344900546054751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/7522344900546054751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/cover-ideas.html' title='Cover Ideas :)'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-572408085200525343</id><published>2009-12-25T11:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T11:22:44.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas is here, Christmas is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I didn't eat turkey, no eggnog, NOTHING. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Opened all my presents, shoes galore. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-572408085200525343?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/572408085200525343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/572408085200525343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/572408085200525343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-1194883191687522679</id><published>2009-12-24T17:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T17:37:53.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU MAE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;✰[u]мaeurιқa[/u] {brb} says: (5:33:19 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;peter pan is reall!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;✰[u]мaeurιқa[/u] {brb} says: (5:33:21 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alicia | Christmas ? ): says: (5:33:29 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;HAhSHHAHHA HOW YOU KNOW?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alicia | Christmas ? ): says: (5:33:35 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;he visited you in the toilet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alicia | Christmas ? ): says: (5:33:39 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;*wiggles eyebrows*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;✰[u]мaeurιқa[/u] {brb} says: (5:33:41 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alicia | Christmas ? ): says: (5:33:42 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;✰[u]мaeurιқa[/u] {brb} says: (5:33:48 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO NO NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;✰[u]мaeurιқa[/u] {brb} says: (5:33:51 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IT WAS LAST NIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;✰[u]мaeurιқa[/u] {brb} says: (5:33:55 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;✰[u]мaeurιқa[/u] {brb} says: (5:33:59 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Think dirty, and you'll get the joke :D. Ilovethisgirl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-1194883191687522679?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/1194883191687522679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-you-mae.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/1194883191687522679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/1194883191687522679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-you-mae.html' title='I LOVE YOU MAE.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-3398236172958312770</id><published>2009-12-24T12:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T13:16:09.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock that body, come on come on.</title><content type='html'>Hello my blog readers! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is the PMR results thingy. Oh joy :) I hope all my 23093485708194 friends did well :D haaahaaa =.= I prayed (lie) that you guys are happy with your results. Seriously, if you didn't do as well as you wanted, but gave it your all, don't despair. Think of it as karma, and go do something nice to pick the mood up. Who knows, PMR isn't the end of the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have homework to do! OH POO. :( I had like 2 weeks to finish it, and now I only have 3 hours. How sad, how depressive. Oh well, chop chop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As Bal said, I can not stay still; henceforth the tiny depression period of 2 days. BAHA. Life's to short to be sulking over other people's problems, even if they are close to you. So I shall say, SMILEEEE, go do something stupid and wild and never regret it. Live fast, die hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brain Pain, I need my subwoofers and speakers. NOW NOW NOW NOW :( Its not nice to listen to dance music on my Mac. URGH. Someone, anyone, get me a christmas pressie! I wanna open it at midnight. :D Oh, another issue, should I ride tomorrow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day, Talya and I were talking about going on a road trip/backpacking around Europe. :D I'm still excited about it, though the possibility of that happening is like 0. HAHA. But who knows, open up my mind bayybeh. I wanna learn languages :D Spanish, French, maybe even Italian! Oh, and improving my German is a must. I want 4 seasons. I wanna live somewhere interesting. But doesn't everyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am still pretty GAGA over the Aldo dude, woooh. Hotness. But lord knows, I think dating someone who's more than 4 years when your below 18 is a little bit too risky. I think the gang knows that I'm very sure of what "legal" boys are capable of. :( Oh wellies, I miss my bestfriend, I need to bitch. Haih, life is so uneventful;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Christmas is boring. And very dull. Haih, I need some snow. Does anyone have a snow machine? My Christmas tree is overdecorated, yet dull. The presents are overflowing, yet I feel no meaning to this. I don't CELEBRATE celebrate it, but Oma's been encouraging us to do it every year. What's happening? :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have tuition in 2 hours. I need to finish my homework. HAIH. Depressive. Its Christmas eve, where is the spirit of it? Bottom line, I don't wanna have tuition. Anyone have Mr Sanchu's number?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photoshoot with Liyana the other day. And I'll have to do with Zuzu too =.= Anymore portfolio updates and I will shoot them. Maybe I should get paid to pose. HAAHAA! omg, perfect job :D Lets go model, shall we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-3398236172958312770?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/3398236172958312770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/rock-that-body-come-on-come-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/3398236172958312770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/3398236172958312770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/rock-that-body-come-on-come-on.html' title='Rock that body, come on come on.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-2203630343198415779</id><published>2009-12-14T10:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T10:42:55.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want to die.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Baskerville; "&gt;&lt;span priority="2" dhw="1" class="hw" style="font-size: 150%; "&gt;de&lt;span class="hsb"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pres&lt;span class="hsb"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pronGrp"&gt;&lt;span pr="US" type="US" class="pr" style="font-family: HiraMinPro-W3; "&gt; |diˈpre&lt;span class="sc" style="font-variant: small-caps; "&gt; sh &lt;/span&gt;ən|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Baskerville; "&gt;&lt;span class="SB" style="display: block; margin-left: 1em; text-indent: -1em; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;noun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span abs="1" class="sense" style="text-align: center;display: block; "&gt;&lt;span class="sn" style="font-weight: 600; "&gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="def" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;severe despondency and &lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;dejection&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;typically&lt;/span&gt; felt &lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt; a period of &lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;accompanied&lt;/span&gt; by feelings of &lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;hopelessness&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;inadequacy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span abs="1" class="sense" style="text-align: center;display: block; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span abs="1" class="sense" style="text-align: left;display: block; "&gt;Lord, save me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span abs="1" class="sense" style="text-align: left;display: block; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span abs="1" class="sense" style="text-align: left;display: block; "&gt;My eyes hurt, my head is spinning. But I got 10 hours of sleep. What more should I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span abs="1" class="sense" style="text-align: left;display: block; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span abs="1" class="sense" style="text-align: center;display: block; "&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-2203630343198415779?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/2203630343198415779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/2203630343198415779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/2203630343198415779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='I just want to die.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-8700328038868231999</id><published>2009-12-13T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:47:45.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget me, please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Touchwood* &lt;/span&gt;every&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;thing is gonna be alright.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey, you, are you happy now since I am depressed and full of hatred?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey, you, are you pleased to see how screwed up I'm turning out to be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey, you, happy to see that what you said about my parents is coming true?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey, you, are you filled with joy to see my riding, no my LIFE go down the drain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey, you, I bet you're smug that you're some lucky kid who gets whatever, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey, fuck you, fuck you very very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Annoying past coming back to haunt me, words that have been said, starting to hit me, hard. Haih, don't you ever wish you could just shut it all out? please,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I  played paintball today with my riding friends. Moe was Moe-bo, instead of Rambo. ha ha, I wish I could laugh like I did this morning. Got bruised, but had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IZRY, I'll miss you lots. Who am I gonna gossip with? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone is leaving me, as I have left my friends in JB. Is it karma? Because I really would and still want to avoid it if I could. Oh lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things are slowly falling apart. I can feel it, slowly crumbling beneath me. I don't wanna see what I'll fall into, because I like where I was standing few months ago, which was here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right here, nowhere else. haih,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-8700328038868231999?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/8700328038868231999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/forget-me-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/8700328038868231999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/8700328038868231999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/forget-me-please.html' title='Forget me, please.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-7762420454834601368</id><published>2009-12-12T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T12:44:30.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biceps baybehhh!</title><content type='html'>Went rock climbing yesterday. How exciting :) The last time I climbed was in New Zeland. :') I miss that place. I swear, i could and still can feel my biceps and leg muscles throbbing, wooh. I'm gonna be fit and skinny. =.= ell oh ell okay. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to model in New York. Random much. Screw hollywood, NY is the city culture I need man. Bahaha, or maybe I'm just jealous of Miss Hanna Sophia who is there like RIGHT NOW. And will be there through Christmas. Grr Rawr Woof. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Riding today was TERRIBLE. I need money. Now now now now now! :( Lessons for jumping and Dressage are critically needed. I is going down ze drain. OH LORD SAVE ME NOW. :( Bad habits are being picked up, and I don't know how to advance higher because idk the movement aids. Oh wellies, lets hope pure skill, natural talent and hard core self practice will get a gold for Wilayah in SUKMA. pray pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again, I need to party. Life is absolutely dull and I wish to be nonchalant about it, but no. I am very very bothered by my 0 happening life. haih, lets go back to JB, party, go out, create havoc, and screw up. PMR is next year and I wanna party my ass off right now. I'm looking forward to 1st of January. For some weird reason :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-7762420454834601368?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/7762420454834601368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/biceps-baybehhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/7762420454834601368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/7762420454834601368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/biceps-baybehhh.html' title='Biceps baybehhh!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-7125440400195827457</id><published>2009-12-11T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T14:04:56.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ficken Sie die Welt :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 85, 89); font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm somehow touched by this song; I feel like its my impact on a few people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*OMFG TAK TAHU MALU SIAAA =.= *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't sleep last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I walked alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the beach &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where we always used to go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we couldn't hook up at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the time we jumped the fence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Both sides ripped down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We dove right in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the cops chased us again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you were mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had it all in front of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you always hurt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the one you lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's bad for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Make no apologies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm crushed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Black and blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd do it all again for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, dressed up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In designer drugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dedicated to the one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll always love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The one who really messed me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I let you take the wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the driver's seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strapped in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So you get the best of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now what's left are the memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you were mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had it all in front of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you always hurt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The one you lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's bad for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Make no apologies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm crushed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Black and blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd do it all again for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am standing in the ocean rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rough and ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For your deadly game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've got nowhere else to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had it all in front of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you always hurt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The one you lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's bad for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Make no apologies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm crushed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Black and blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd do it all again for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(You know I'd do it all again for you) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I swear I'd do it all again for you)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You like? :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;All again for you - We the kings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;back to the normal, Mae, Roa, Adam and I had the most interesting conversation of my life. HAHA Quote of the day;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"what do you do when you're bestfriend's boyfriend thinks your boyfriend is hot?" - M.U.T.C.Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And Alicia's response is :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"BAHAHAHAHAhAhAHAHAHAHHHAHAHHHHAHHAAAAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA OMFG WTF ADAM YOU'RE SO GAY. BAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA"&lt;/blockquote&gt;And Adams response is :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I'd like to get Aaron under a mistletoe with me *wiggles eyebrows*"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And Aarons response is :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Hooo' Yeah,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Girlfriends, keep your boyfriends away from mine. I will not be responsible for stolen boys. BAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Really, I love these people :D Maybe not Adam, bt Roa and Mae are amazing. Heart heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Haih! Survived tuition just now. I wanna I wanna sleep now! But can't, but actually I can, I think? =.= I hate how I have the 'ultimate heartbreak' playlist among the gang. Like, last night, Roa and Mae's iTunes played love songs all night, and mine was all about heartbreak and "looking for love" kinda crap. Yes, it is very worrying I don't have music to express my L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L-LIKE for my BOYFRIEND :D whoo~ Well, not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm contemplating going to SPADE. You know that cheezy party in Shah Alam, I have a feeling everyone got like invites but oh well, Nik is going so idk if i wanna ikut! I want to drag BazelNut, but I also wanna drag a huge-ass group of people with me. How sad, I can't book flights for my JB lovelies :( Blehhhh. See how, see how. I is SINFUL (inside joke :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just realized that I haven't taken my books out from my locker. :O Oh deary meee! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;fuck you, fuck you very very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:D I miss the spammers! Being just loved isn't enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I need more hate in my life. BAHAHAHA =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;okay Alicia, be careful; what you wish might come true :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-7125440400195827457?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/7125440400195827457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/ficken-sie-die-welt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/7125440400195827457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/7125440400195827457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/ficken-sie-die-welt.html' title='Ficken Sie die Welt :)'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-4507148232152256108</id><published>2009-12-10T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:50:56.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giant &amp; Esthers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uhlT1Z65fQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uhlT1Z65fQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is the kinda havoc we created in Esthers room. Bahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Clearly, I had alot of fun, and blogging about it would kinda be an understatement, btu never the less I shall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, On Tuesday Jasmine invited a few of us for lunch, we went to the Highway Sedap Corner, and it was utterly terrible. I'm joking! I loved it :) I took soo many pictures, it was not funny. Mindy had to meals and Kangkung =.= And the bill was like RM100. It was RM9 worth of tax okay! Jeesh. But besides that, Jasmine pissed off the waiter, bahahaha! And it took us like 20 mins to figure out the bill. Ohhh gosh, I love those people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Esther, Vithya, Pea and I decided to drop by Convent. I swear it is TERRIBLE now. WHY THE BOG IS IT FREAKING PINK?! :( Our cemented dirty floors are gone, its tiled, and PINK. PINK FOR GODS SAKE :O We came a little bit too late, bonda and all the HEM's had left oh well :( OH OH OH OH! The writings on the walls were still there. How, refreshing ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, the next day Pea and I decided to go back to try and meet bonda, and as ususal, the office lady told me off for wearing shorts. I was like err, okay? Hehehe! I bet they were heartbroken that their attempts at forcing the tudung on me just made me worse. ell oh ell :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went bowling with the rest of the gang, this day consisting with mostly guys. Mae, Esther, Jiew Ann and I were the only girls! Mae's dad turned up and told her to behave herself. Sorry pea, but that made me wanna laugh! Roa was like the ULTIMATE. The number of strikes he got, we must have been the noisiest lanes. Teehee, I have never been happier!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We decided to try out some of the "333 ways to get kicked out of Walmart" in Giant. HAHA, I managed to follow a lady till she checked out. It was so funny. I bet she knew, but Mae and Roa were following me, and it was utterly HILARIOUS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Eh where's the Thousand Island sauce?! How to do barbeque like this?" - Mae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;=.= I think the lady was annoyed. OH WELL. The security was already sending Giant staff to make sure we don't cause trouble. But Terence was catwalking down the Isles, and we made a train and cha-cha-ed all over Giant. Best. Day. EVER. I feel like an MLIA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We went to Esthers house, and even more havoc was created. Now, Esther has a daughter named Natalie and her dad is Tiger Woods. BAHAHA. You guys are so terrible. We played some weird game that involved hand smacking and screaming. Chai and Isaac danced to smooth criminal, the amount of ass shaking and crotch grabbing was way too much but very very funny. Isaac and Chai walked around in high heels! HAHA, such entertainment :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;MAE AND I WILL DO A COVER VERY VERY VERY VERY SOON. hahaha ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;pictures on Facebook, I love you nonexsistant readers :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-4507148232152256108?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/4507148232152256108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/giant-esthers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/4507148232152256108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/4507148232152256108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/giant-esthers.html' title='Giant &amp; Esthers!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-188263586037329308</id><published>2009-12-09T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:59:41.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outings.</title><content type='html'>Sorry to all non-exsistant readers for not updating my blog. Teehee! I have been very busy back here in JB! Woooh, tiring.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIFE IS HARD, LIFE IS BLEAK. I WISH I COULD PLANT A KISS ON YOUR CHEEK. imissmydonkey :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I arrived in JB 33 minutes pass 7. My reservation was at 7.30 LOL. Felt good to see everyone again :D No pictures were taken because we shisha-ed. So yeah, keeping things pretty safe :D Roa was purely addicted and Isaac got high ;( I am such a bad influence. You guys should NOT hang out with me anymore. LOL Seriously, what Vithya said is utterly true, I really do not fail to corrupt anyone ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went to Danga Bay. woooh! that place is so weird and boring. Its like the One Utama of JB but much smaller and there is nothing to do there. Okay, clearly it is not the one utama of JB, its just a place for all the mats and minahs to hang out at night. HA. It was so scary okay! From Singgah Selalu to Danga Bay we have to cross a road, no HIGHWAY.  So obviously I was screaming and shouting. Roa almost got hit by a car. Bloody psycho. Grr. Then later I was cat called. EEEEEEE. Yvonne and I were like running from here to there to get the brownies. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mae came over after. We had a photoshooot. Whooo! Mae Pea in a photoshoot was utterly hilarous! bahaha.  I coaxed her with all my skill. BAHAHA. Anyways we were up from Midnight till like 3 Oh wellies ;D I love my peaaa :D And she was forced to stay over. Muahahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stayed in the whole day the next day and did my bracers. Teehee, how fun :F They're coming off on the 28th, how exciting, yet depressing, My gosh!  Can not wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meh, will continue blogging tomorrow. Adam's calling ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-188263586037329308?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/188263586037329308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/outings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/188263586037329308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/188263586037329308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/outings.html' title='Outings.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-8436801819282597565</id><published>2009-12-05T10:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T10:52:41.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair.</title><content type='html'>Hello people.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to leave to the hairdresser to do something to my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chop it all off or get it dyed something wild like neon green/electric blue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-8436801819282597565?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/8436801819282597565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/8436801819282597565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/8436801819282597565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/hair.html' title='Hair.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-3348370826101592847</id><published>2009-12-02T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T21:57:39.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon, soo stupid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thinkhero.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/New_Moon_Bella_Jacob-thumb-550x306-20838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 306px;" src="http://www.thinkhero.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/New_Moon_Bella_Jacob-thumb-550x306-20838.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why was she &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt; this close or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even closer&lt;/span&gt; to him &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;almost all the time&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Seriously, Bella doesn't &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAVE &lt;/span&gt;to stand like&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;2cm &lt;/span&gt;away from Taylor just to;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1) feel his &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;freaking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; abs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2) talk to him in the freeeaking truck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3)&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; diss him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stress the third one. Because, IF YOU WANNA DISS SOMEONE DON"T BE ROMANTIC LAH HELLLLOOOOO =.= gah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frustration vented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, new moon was the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;stupidest&lt;/span&gt; movie ever. The cheezieness level is so high I was laughing/screaming/squealing/pony-squeaking the whole way. I pity Christine and Alia as I had &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;destroyed&lt;/span&gt; their hands. BAHAHA. Effie must be thankful I didn't sit next to her. LOL. Nevertheless, and I'm freaking sure everyone agrees with me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jacob Black/ Taylor Lautner's body is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE SEX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. wooh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*melts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always knew &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;sharkboy&lt;/span&gt; had a sex god in him. wooh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting my HON books back tomorrow. Yay :) I need &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;PROPER&lt;/span&gt; vampire books. The Twilight saga is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;worse&lt;/span&gt; than Dracula. Teehee! I hope they make a movie of HON, its gonna be amae-zing. Though they wont be able to film the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sex&lt;/span&gt; scene, because it would be like R rated then, but they can't cut it out either, maybe they'll like make it HIGH &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;affection&amp;amp;bloodlust!&lt;/span&gt; , like him imprinting Zoey, then the tie with Heath gets broken and she tells him everything. Oooh! the thrill. Well, if only it turns into a movie. It'll be a freaking good oneeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My riding has been &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;improooving&lt;/span&gt;. :D We plan to jump maybe on Sunday morning! Teehee. The joint up with Rob was amazing! :) Oh well, hope the universe starts going in the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; direction I want it to&lt;/span&gt; this time round. SUKMA is in 7 months, I'm coachless, and Baldi can't leg yield for nuts. Holy crap. Lets maintain our &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;65% avg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and we will do fine. Pray pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good news has arrived, or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe not&lt;/span&gt;. Lets hope this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; would work out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-3348370826101592847?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/3348370826101592847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-moon-soo-stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/3348370826101592847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/3348370826101592847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-moon-soo-stupid.html' title='New Moon, soo stupid.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-6699744794151020025</id><published>2009-12-01T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:13:22.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Law of Attraction; If you believe something will happen, eventually it will :)</title><content type='html'>I wish ebuddy could save conversationss!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nis thinks I'm &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lesbian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vithya knows that I haven't failed to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;corrupt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; anyone if  I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;put my mind to it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA. I love my bestfriends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-6699744794151020025?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/6699744794151020025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/law-of-attraction-if-you-believe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/6699744794151020025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/6699744794151020025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/law-of-attraction-if-you-believe.html' title='Law of Attraction; If you believe something will happen, eventually it will :)'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-8094017864478002334</id><published>2009-12-01T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:22:23.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZE OUTING. well, DINNER.</title><content type='html'>BAHAHAHHA. I loveee my title. Teeheee! Clearly, I have an outing/dinner with them JB lovelies. As per usual, I'm trusting Haren with the boys and all the girls with the girls. HAH! This week is stupidly busier than planned. I can't even meet up with Hanna at this rate! :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I is mooooving to Section 16. Daddy wants to send me to Asuntha. Or CBN or something. Apparently he's sick of cempaka too. BAHAHHA. Like father like daughterr. Anyways. Fingers crossed I get into Sri Hartamas. Closer to Bukit Kiara, hope to scoot there after school. Ah hell, PMR year. I need a resolution!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay! I am dramatically bored. Hah, contradiction. Paradox is something I've learnt to live with.  Stupid universe. I have to shower soon, family going to visit Aunty in hospital. I'm gonna see an old childhood friend. How nice, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;" I'm sophisticated, charming, suave, and debonair, but never have I claimed to be civilised"&lt;/blockquote&gt;Familiar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;More important stuff for them JB loves;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Place ; Singgah Selalu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time ; 8pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dress Code ; mamak. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RSVP ; 0127232200 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love ya'll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;...sorry to disappoint, but no boys today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-8094017864478002334?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/8094017864478002334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/ze-outing-well-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/8094017864478002334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/8094017864478002334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/12/ze-outing-well-dinner.html' title='ZE OUTING. well, DINNER.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-6161019447331767624</id><published>2009-11-30T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T18:31:28.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not your fault :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Last night, I realized I'd rather not know. And last night, as much as I &lt;s&gt;like&lt;/s&gt; &lt;u&gt;CARE&lt;/u&gt; about you and want to be &lt;s&gt;yours&lt;/s&gt; with you, I didn't want to know or have anything to do with your feelings towards me or anyone else. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatthebogiswrongwithme? -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is confusing. I hate being in &lt;s&gt;love&lt;/s&gt;LIKE. (according to nis :) ) Apparently I am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;pathetic&lt;/span&gt; when enchanted. Well, I can see that now. My dependancy level went up. And that sucks :( I should re-think being with someone, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuition was canceled today, how nice :) I spent the whole day faffing around and playing video games with ze bruzas :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The word "love" disgusts me currently. I feel like hurling out everything I ate for lunch. Urgh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;WHY DO I CARE =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Meh. Get over this Alicia, you're stronger than that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;NEWS FOR JB PEOPLEEEEE :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;on Sunday! which is eerr, the 6th! Lets meet up for dinner. I was thinking TGI but if you have anymore ideas of places we can go and eat where it is CHEAP. bahaha, or not ;P Invite yourselves. Will mention when and where, when i know :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh, I'm back into my inspired mode, which to those who know me obviously mean I'm depressed beyond help of my LSF :( how nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;...boy, i don't know what to do with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-6161019447331767624?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/6161019447331767624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-your-fault.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/6161019447331767624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/6161019447331767624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-your-fault.html' title='Not your fault :)'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-1946538977720019417</id><published>2009-11-29T15:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T15:59:03.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No hope.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My wonderful camera USB has decided to lose itself. How nice, and I haven't blogged for a week or so trying to find a cable. How pathetic. I've given up and will go buy one sooner or later, till then, anyone have a USB for this model? ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://www.buywaterproofdigitalcamera.com/images/olympus-stylus-850-sw-pink-price.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I only have pictures from TGI Fridays, and I'm only uploading some because, well, I've trouble downloading the rest from Isaac. But nevertheless, this will feed all of my non-existant/imaginary readers till I find a cable i hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SxIiVeIMq-I/AAAAAAAAAXg/bzSAp61VW4k/s1600/IMG_2870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SxIiVeIMq-I/AAAAAAAAAXg/bzSAp61VW4k/s320/IMG_2870.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409423854685432802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SxIiVeIMq-I/AAAAAAAAAXg/bzSAp61VW4k/s1600/IMG_2870.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweetest picture of the night. M.U.T.C.Y (BAHAHA) don't kill me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SxIiUoPbhnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/EuQR17R5t38/s1600/IMG_2862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SxIiUoPbhnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/EuQR17R5t38/s320/IMG_2862.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409423840220251762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SxIiUoPbhnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/EuQR17R5t38/s1600/IMG_2862.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaac, Joyce, Mindy, Roa, Mae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SxIiUOB38NI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Ro2Nlo91GXo/s1600/IMG_2856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SxIiUOB38NI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Ro2Nlo91GXo/s320/IMG_2856.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409423833184071890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SxIiUOB38NI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Ro2Nlo91GXo/s1600/IMG_2856.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awww :) My granddaughter &amp;amp; my grandson-in-law? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(inside joke okay)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SxIiT0aQMBI/AAAAAAAAAXI/IGmX1ln0F7I/s1600/IMG_2845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SxIiT0aQMBI/AAAAAAAAAXI/IGmX1ln0F7I/s320/IMG_2845.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409423826307002386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SxIiT0aQMBI/AAAAAAAAAXI/IGmX1ln0F7I/s1600/IMG_2845.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the 10yearold-actually 13yearold boy isaac :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SxIiTNXEz0I/AAAAAAAAAXA/mBAB206yJJ0/s1600/IMG_2832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SxIiTNXEz0I/AAAAAAAAAXA/mBAB206yJJ0/s320/IMG_2832.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409423815824691010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SxIiTNXEz0I/AAAAAAAAAXA/mBAB206yJJ0/s1600/IMG_2832.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Black, white, grey :) Mae wore a dress for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Roa loves me for that. TEEHEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The fact that everyone was going down to KL or in KL while I was in JB finally made me realize we need to plan next time. Our BRCC days of "last-min-fun" has died. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll continue blogging some other day about Singapore and Nis and everything. My fucking excuse of a dad and bitch of a mom aren't making my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...I guess you really do mean alot to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-1946538977720019417?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/1946538977720019417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/1946538977720019417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/1946538977720019417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-hope.html' title='No hope.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SxIiVeIMq-I/AAAAAAAAAXg/bzSAp61VW4k/s72-c/IMG_2870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-2429197655291595789</id><published>2009-11-28T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T16:12:07.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't stand it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-2429197655291595789?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/2429197655291595789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/cant-stand-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/2429197655291595789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/2429197655291595789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/cant-stand-it.html' title='Can&apos;t stand it.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-1916291098351066737</id><published>2009-11-22T10:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:50:10.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Johor Bahru!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm HOME HOME HOME HOME HOME HOME HOME!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;whooo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Swilz1BqjfI/AAAAAAAAAW4/UDksppX3a0k/s1600/IMG_4016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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Holy mommah I've never felt so happy. Despite that, I'm only leaving for JB tonight. Dad has some day-forum thingy at work. Grr, this sucks. To add to that, I'm at grandma's house. Where there is really little water =.= Guess what I ate for dinner yesterday. Toast and scrambled eggs. BAHA. Oh well :) Its pretty German I guess.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cousin and I went out to shisha yesterday. Excuse used :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;"Oma I feel like eating rice tonight so Liyana and I will be going to the mamak stall :D"&lt;/blockquote&gt;HAHA :D I feel so mean. Oh well :) Off to Safa, teehee! I was reminded of seeing Adib there. Oh gees, so obviously and naturally I asked if he wanted to join. No reply =.= Fine. But, someone just HAD to call, and him and his buddy just HAD to join. HAHA I felt like laughing. Anyways, they got high, after like 30 mins? Heeee! I wasn't feeling a thing. Oh well, this just further proves that women are better than men. AHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vivaldi is lame. Daddy just got back from JB, and I'm leaving tonight. :( Poor baby. I don't know what to do! And CIS prom is on Friday. I don't know what to do! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need cuticle oil :( bleh. He ran out of credit, and I will too, very soon. I have realized how empty I feel. Or maybe I just think I feel empty when I'm whole and I'll be looking for something that doesn't exist because well, its already with me, no? The first wave of SPM is over, about 2 more waves to go. My excitement level has heightened by a mile. This coming week will be interesting/fun/good. I'm sure of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Love is for the weak." "Its okay to be weak, because I'm here to protect you"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;... somehow, he makes me feel whole...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-5247500159058896289?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/5247500159058896289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-just-that-no-one-makes-me-feel-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/5247500159058896289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/5247500159058896289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-just-that-no-one-makes-me-feel-this.html' title='Its just that no one makes me feel this way.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-3059382900760816994</id><published>2009-11-18T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T15:21:55.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I made you crack. Too simple.</title><content type='html'>"Its different when you do it on purpose, or when they just can't accept they aren't perfect. And then look who's calling who insecure"-A.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think, I think my mom is hilarious. Not the MLIA type of hilarious. I think the kinda she's-going-into-menopause kinda hilarious. She's shouting at me at 7.30 am trying to get me to hurry up for school. Like, HELLO WE LIVE LIKE 10 MINS AWAY =.= grr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just had class party. Was pretty entertaining. Where's my BazelNut :( haih, school is depressing, school is pretty bleak. Honestly. Can't wait for holidays. I can't stand another Mr Alvin class, though I always escape. teehee. :D Am most probably skipping report card day, only to visit my dearest home, 300km away, maybe 400 km on Monday ;D. Think about it, 1 more day, then I'm off to JB. Ecstasy is what I'm feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, I feel so emptayy! I have this feeling of routine in life, and knowing me it pretty sucks. I also think that people are empty too. Allie told me that family has history of depression/mass-histeria. WHOA. Isn't it scary, when you feel like you're so empty when life is actually whole? Or is it....?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I've had the rest of you, now I want the best of you."- or is it too much to ask?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SPM started today. Here I am thinking about twinnie, and how she's doing. I'm also wondering about my Singapore friends who're took their O's. I'm feeling guilty that I'm detached from the dates of O levels. I didn't wish Laling, Hykal, Kipas, Syaaaaaafiq and even the loser syafiq who broke my heart and everyone else good luck. And now its over, and they're waiting for their results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there are my classmates, schoolfriends. I'm going back there in 4 days. I'm reaaaaally excited. On monday morning, I'm gonna get on a bus at 8 and be there at 8.30-9.30. GAH EXCITEMENT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM STUCK WITH SHINYICHONG WATCHING GLEE. HAHAH. will continue blogging later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;... and now we can't talk till he's done with SPM...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-3059382900760816994?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/3059382900760816994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-made-you-crack-too-simple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/3059382900760816994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/3059382900760816994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-made-you-crack-too-simple.html' title='I made you crack. Too simple.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-7307888261194917662</id><published>2009-11-17T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T22:27:02.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MLIA-ing</title><content type='html'>Today, was boring. Today, was bleak. Last night, made me wanna cry.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANKS FOR THE PICTURES! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what, I love my macbook for some crazy reason. Its like out of the blue. TeeHee, can't wait to get my iLife 09'. I also can't wait till Friday. Its 2 days away. TWO, DUA, ER, NALA (?) and Class Outing is like, 6 days away. 6 6 6 6 6 6 6 6!!!!! whooaaa :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today had another photography session. My Baldi is demented. Everyone at Bukit Kiara enjoyed the pictures. Haha, when they're up on Facebook, I'll have alot of tagging to do :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I find it PATHETIC the way people just SAY stuff to sound cool/ignorant/indifferent. Please okay. I notice all this, it just that I don't really DO anything about it. losers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hear MJ's THIS IS IT on tv. Oh mommy =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;...i thought everything was fine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-7307888261194917662?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/7307888261194917662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/mlia-ing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/7307888261194917662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/7307888261194917662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/mlia-ing.html' title='MLIA-ing'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-4358582082385118978</id><published>2009-11-16T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:35:19.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But I can't tell you what I don't know,</title><content type='html'>I hate DRAMA. Especially when its so NOT needed. Honestly. BAH&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is it people like me and Shazia always get picked on. Nyehh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing happened today, it was just very bleak. HAHA Though today was the first time I went for tuition in a long time. So yeahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;...he cares, like seriously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-4358582082385118978?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/4358582082385118978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/but-i-cant-tell-you-what-i-dont-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/4358582082385118978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/4358582082385118978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/but-i-cant-tell-you-what-i-dont-know.html' title='But I can&apos;t tell you what I don&apos;t know,'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-8458506236794431619</id><published>2009-11-16T12:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T12:48:22.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PONTENG. HA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;did you know some people have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRIDE&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and did you know some people just don't like us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and did you know we have to accept that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;did you know &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRIDE&lt;/span&gt; makes everything harder?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;yes, yes, yes, and yes. rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BED&lt;/span&gt;. I am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIRED&lt;/span&gt;. I am still &lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HALF&lt;/u&gt; ASLEEP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. nyaaaaha! :D I wish holidays started on Friday. 3 more days of grusome school. Teeeheee! Skipping report card day. No. 52, Jalan Suria Muafakat 2, Taman Suria Muafakat. Here I come! Omg, The last time I was in JB was when? :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I'll continue my long life story tonight, people piling up on MSN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lil One is FINALLY talking to me like after forever okay. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;... the two of us can just go on and on....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-8458506236794431619?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/8458506236794431619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/ponteng-ha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/8458506236794431619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/8458506236794431619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/ponteng-ha.html' title='PONTENG. HA!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-759935508159055305</id><published>2009-11-15T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T16:26:19.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Odd 2 Even</title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD I JUST FIGURED OUT SOMETHING REALLY POINTLESS! ha =.=&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bare with me okay;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 Days till ... (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; i'd rather not say okay! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5 Days till ... JB! JB! JB! oh, its report card day too, but whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8 Days till ... Singers!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and and and! 8+3 = 11. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AND!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; 11-5 = 6.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;teeheee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bet I've told a thousand people already, but AGAIN! ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6.6.1995.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(1+9)+(9+5)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=10+14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=24&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2+4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6.6.6. &lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now thanking the superstition for "devils day" 6 is a really cool number :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, will now start on my book. Good news for Eda. HAHA. You'll have the books in 3 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;... right, so i think he's sweet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-759935508159055305?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/759935508159055305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/odd-2-even.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/759935508159055305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/759935508159055305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/odd-2-even.html' title='Odd 2 Even'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-3657827362601127950</id><published>2009-11-15T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T14:52:26.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've had the rest of you, now I want the best of you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"I'm not saying I'm the best, or even better than you. I just know that I can do so much better than where I am now, and its not my fault that I know my best would beat you to the ground. Its just freaking natural, bitch" - A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;wow, confidence spur much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I find it stupid when people iconize people like Audrey Hepburn, Marilyn Monroe, etc. and quote them like a freaking worshipper, yet, they only uphold that "confidence" without the class, grace, mannerisms and extras. Then they just come off as fucking bitchy. Oh well, let people do as they please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Bukit Kiara show is OVER. WHOO! Imagine if I did this every weekend. No longer would I have the pleasure of waking up at 9 :( Well, not that I wake up at 9 anyways. Everyday, without fail, I would be awake before 7.45. Seriously, even on weekends. I love my horses for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Prelim 1A = 10th place (57 %)  (please, don't laugh. and yes. My "bestfriend" beat me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yet, I will listen to Cheyenne and be happy for her, as that 61% will be the best test she will ever do in her life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bitch alert!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Novice 2A = 4th place (58.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; %)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Prelim 1B = 2nd place (67.6%)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Novice 2B = 4th place (58.8%)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Prelim 1C = 5th place (63.64%)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Novice 2C = 2nd place (61.56%)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Am not happy with any of my tests. Not even prelim 1B, I could have done a mile better. grr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Weekend shows are fun :) Tiring, but very very fun. Stressful to an extent too, but oh well. Fun comes with some kinda loss right? Oh, my 70-80 jumping was amaeeezing. LOL He spooked like a bitch so I was too tense in the arena anyways to get a clear round. OH WELL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I have 7 new books. Yes, 7. And 4 of them are like 800 pages. HA HA HA. Am stocking up for my lonely holidays. :( At this time of the year, I would be with my friends in JB making very stupid videos every day. Or at least I would be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; seeing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; someone and we'd be meeting up. Or whatever. This year, everything changed. Gah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;oh, bytheway. There's this boy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-3657827362601127950?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/3657827362601127950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-had-rest-of-you-now-i-want-best-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/3657827362601127950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/3657827362601127950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-had-rest-of-you-now-i-want-best-of.html' title='I&apos;ve had the rest of you, now I want the best of you.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-3792197744009392735</id><published>2009-11-13T09:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T09:27:10.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;INSECURITIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;my god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;shaz knows what I'm talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Oh well :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-3792197744009392735?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/3792197744009392735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/whoa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/3792197744009392735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/3792197744009392735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/whoa.html' title='WHOA'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-2260842472046625050</id><published>2009-11-13T08:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T09:10:22.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake Up.</title><content type='html'>Oh well! I have the flu. :( Need to study my tests for later. Meh, Curse of Friday the 13th. HAHA =.= Byebye championships lah I guess. Then again, I shall see how Baldipoo feels. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am obviously not feeling my best today. Slept at 9 yesterday and just woke up few mins ago. Hallelujah for Berocca. I think things are getting to me. Thank god for Alia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, my ego/pride is getting the better of me. And yes what MGY said is truee! Oh the joy of going back home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Primary concert yesterday was pure pain okay, Aisya and I walked to 711 in the rain. I've the flu because of that. NGEH =.= But I'm pretty sure Mrs. Maha, Hazel and Aisya are all happy we've ended. The.Kids.Can.Kill. GAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to go get the passport sized pictures now. I also need to figure out my competition stuff later. Bleh, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm SO lucky I don't have groupies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10 mothafing days more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-2260842472046625050?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/2260842472046625050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/wake-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/2260842472046625050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/2260842472046625050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/wake-up.html' title='Wake Up.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-7395769124133138037</id><published>2009-11-12T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T19:58:24.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HAVE THE FLUUU :O</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EXHAUSTED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Riding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Primary Rehersal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;711 in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Primary Concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Motherf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;11daysmorehallelujah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;damnit,imcrushingonyou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-7395769124133138037?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/7395769124133138037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-fluuu-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/7395769124133138037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/7395769124133138037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-fluuu-o.html' title='I HAVE THE FLUUU :O'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-8573157140575399626</id><published>2009-11-11T21:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:48:46.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sore, Cough, Sneeze. DAMN IT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Have caught the FLU. :( This mothereffing S U C K S. Will ride the sniffles away tomorrow morning. Jump the virus away!! Ngeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-8573157140575399626?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/8573157140575399626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/sore-cough-sneeze-damn-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/8573157140575399626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/8573157140575399626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/sore-cough-sneeze-damn-it.html' title='Sore, Cough, Sneeze. DAMN IT.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-3402506323564966610</id><published>2009-11-11T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T20:23:24.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Don't talk to her! She's a bitch!"  "I'll just leave!"  "Oh shit no, come back. I miss you" - sound familliarrr?? :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;12 12 12 12 12 12!!! Ho yeeeaaahh :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay, today was another A-MAE-ZING™ day :D Helped the cute widdle pwimawy kids with their dance again, spent the whole day, yes it included Mr. Alvin's lesson, in the community hall. Iskandar scared the bejeepers out of me. Hope he does it to the audience :D Yet, SOMEBODEH left me alone to separate a group of primary kids into two, which was an epic FAIL. Kids love me, I hate kids. HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BazelNut said something todaaaay! And it got me thinking. Oh lord. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I have accepted the fact that its FATE and that him and I should have NOTHING to do with each other. It was a one time fall, and I shall not fall any further. The fact that I didn't go there because I couldn't, for two days straight have made it pretty obvious. It is a sign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why are you always there for me? Despite being in tuition? Or studying. And come on, we can't be together. EVER. Its just W R O N G okay. Meehhh, Life has a freaaaking weird idea of this okay. Yes I think you are, reeaaally good looking, and VERY nice, cheesy too sometimes, but still, This Will Not Happen :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;N, what you said to me, before you went off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I need to say "fuck you!" for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-3402506323564966610?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/3402506323564966610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-talk-to-her-shes-bitch-ill-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/3402506323564966610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/3402506323564966610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-talk-to-her-shes-bitch-ill-just.html' title='&quot;Don&apos;t talk to her! She&apos;s a bitch!&quot;  &quot;I&apos;ll just leave!&quot;  &quot;Oh shit no, come back. I miss you&quot; - sound familliarrr?? :D'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-9072583064646943748</id><published>2009-11-10T18:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T18:25:06.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ECSTATIC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-size: 24px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS IS SO OVERRATED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: x-small;"&gt;grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BITCH BITCH BITCH! Go away. Go back to JB, NEVER come back. Its not MY fucking fault I''m not happy okay. YES i KNOW that there wouldn't be a "perfect" school. But its hard to concentrate on one thing when something else is bugging me. You should REALIZE that I've TRIED. I'm still TRYING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;STOP SCREAMING AT ME WHEN WE CAN FUCKING TALK LIKE FUCKING ADULTS MOTHERFUCKINGBITCHKANINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; =.= urghhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Go away, Mother. I fucking HATE you. G A H.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whatever, ultimate bitch off my mind now :)&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Homygodsingaporeclasstripisinlike13dayshomygod!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am THIS excited. :D But I'm also THIS sad that that might be the last time I'm back in JB/Singapore for a very very long time. mehh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Played &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Captain's Ball &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;everything from my shirt to my legs to my hands got covered in mud mud mud mud dirrrty mud! Ho' wells :D It was reaaally! fun :) Helped the little primary kids with their dance along with BazelNut™ (heeeheeee!) Enjoyed today :) Even Vivaldi was better than usual. Yay me/him :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Traaaaalalalalala~ Its fate okay Alicia, accept that. F A T E. Nyaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, about the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;traffic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;party&lt;/span&gt;! I don't know if I should go, or not. Saturday evening, then Sunday morning I is competing. Hmm, if I ride from like 8am till like 5pm then party from 7 till 12, sleep from 1 till 7 and ride from 8 till 12. HOLY SHIT I WILL DIE ON MONDAY. HA HA HA :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;NEXT! What should I wear? I is a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;yellooooowww&lt;/span&gt;! Yet, I am still counted as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt;. Should I go in green and use that killer Miss Sixty top? Nyeh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will figure my life out tomorrow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-9072583064646943748?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/9072583064646943748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/ecstatic_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/9072583064646943748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/9072583064646943748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/ecstatic_10.html' title='ECSTATIC'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-4130469931301127636</id><published>2009-11-10T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T18:07:22.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ECSTATIC!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-4130469931301127636?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/4130469931301127636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/ecstatic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/4130469931301127636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/4130469931301127636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/ecstatic.html' title='ECSTATIC!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-8296933798038123710</id><published>2009-11-09T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:40:51.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been too long and I'm lost without you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I MET SEXY. ho'yeah :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;this sexy is as in Jacob Black with short hair sexy okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 10px;"&gt;SERIOUSLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Been skipping school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My weekends were very interesting :) Especially SUNDAY. Well, Saturday was the reason SUNDAY was like THE sunday of my life. THE best day okay. THE. T H E. HAHAHAHA =.= Gosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, spent my weekends with cousins. And yes, unfortunately one of them is DAMN DAMN hot. SAD. We're related. Genetically, we'd have ugly kids if anything happened. Not that I was thinking about anything. HAHA. SPM is around the corner for him, and I'm like disturbing him. Gee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ITS OKAY! Cousin has hot guy friends. Though I swore to be a nun, whatever. Nuns look, they just say they don't. I think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My nails are still the awesome black base and blue tip french manicured, and I have school tomorrow. I need the pictures for Wilayah too. Damn it. I wish; school was over. And I wish, I had trained for BK show this weekend. GAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so little time, so many things i could do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-8296933798038123710?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/8296933798038123710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-too-long-and-im-lost-without.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/8296933798038123710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/8296933798038123710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-too-long-and-im-lost-without.html' title='Its been too long and I&apos;m lost without you.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-1615799608188988367</id><published>2009-11-07T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:58:09.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M FREAKING IN LOVE AGAIN.</title><content type='html'>Life is short, live it to the fullest - according to everyone.&lt;div&gt;I think we live for tomorrow, today :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures pictures at BK. It was very entertaining. Spent lunch/brunch with Lyss and people at the Curve. Lyss was nice enough to drag me thereee. Later on in the afternoon I went looking for my cat (wink wink Arif) with Lyss and neighbours. HA HA HA. I'm sure we had fun eh? When lyss went back I continued looking with neighbours. :D good fun good fun. Adam and I had the most amazing talk about everything/anything while the rain was pouring. Yes, he is very good looking. LOL I wonder who felt so lonelyyy! Not likely he would be reading my blog. STILL :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parents home-ed and they came over. Brothers were entertained by the presence of not one, but TWO guys in the house. HAHAHA. Mom was babbling about keeping my room door closed. =.= HELLO I WONT DO ANYTHING LAH AIYOOOO =.= As good looking/nice/sweet/hilarious he may be. I WILL CONTROL MYSELF. Limit limit limit &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;must i have a limit :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Gah! Oh well, I've more things to worry about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cempaka's got talent is one. What freaking instrument do I play!! I don't even have a piano at home, how how how how do i practice Alicia Key's - If I ain't got you? okay, am I even IN it? hmm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BKECR show on the 14,15. It totally clashes with the traffic light party. And if I'm going I need to look for a YELLOW dress. Well of course I could see how much magic would be made till Saturday night. Then again, I'm still thinking about going GREEN for good lah. Its so annoying. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REAL ISSUE: TP on 14th night. If I'm like competing next morning, i so should not party. Holy mommah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16 days. Can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;iwishicouldtellyounowandmakeeverythingeasierbutican't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;motherf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;itsthechase.Idonotwantaboy&lt;s&gt;fieee&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-1615799608188988367?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/1615799608188988367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-freaking-in-love-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/1615799608188988367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/1615799608188988367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-freaking-in-love-again.html' title='I&apos;M FREAKING IN LOVE AGAIN.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-1117647885826023412</id><published>2009-11-04T10:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T10:32:42.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STUPID CBL RUINING MY CHANCES OF SURRRVIVAL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-size:x-large;"&gt;I FREAKING MISS EVERYONE LAH PLEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-size:24px;"&gt;19 days. motherf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Class outing is like so far awayyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That means me going back to JB is also so far awayyyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Geez, even Hanna is so near yet so far awayyyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just down the road. Divided by a road, and lazyness to walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;geeesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Having CBL now. Which is practically this huge-ass research paper. Gah. Am stuck with the VIDEO portion. Where is Maepea my video buddy when i need her?!?! Nyaaah! Even like, Vince says my story line is hard. Gee, I miss the BRCC &amp;amp; SYF teams. Holy mommah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I really am looking forward to like going back to JB and Singapore. I have been separated from sanity for soo effing long. I am losing my mind/confidence/self-esteem/life/blood/tears/sweat/mind (didn't i just say this?)/friends. Haih life's like this, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SvDm3vOrkII/AAAAAAAAAWQ/MVplq_WrBNo/s320/PC180383.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400069798462460034" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Video buddy/superpea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SvDm24WpgII/AAAAAAAAAWA/KjwUnSq81E4/s320/P4070024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400069783731929218" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss b-b-b-boyfriend tooo! Gawd, SYF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SvDm3Pg7efI/AAAAAAAAAWI/8E_Oxeo361o/s320/Photo+2270.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400069789949065714" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GAH.. Everyone is all over the place now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imagine that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ho'mygodihaven'tfiguredoutifistillwannatalktoyouornot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jeesh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-1117647885826023412?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/1117647885826023412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/stupid-cbl-ruining-my-chances-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/1117647885826023412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/1117647885826023412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/stupid-cbl-ruining-my-chances-of.html' title='STUPID CBL RUINING MY CHANCES OF SURRRVIVAL.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SvDm3vOrkII/AAAAAAAAAWQ/MVplq_WrBNo/s72-c/PC180383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-2308749662637112674</id><published>2009-11-02T18:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T18:34:01.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know that thing you do when you're damn sad and depressed and feel like everything is a fuck? Where's my Ralfie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:26:55 PM] Aly ;D: i'm not okay with this whole moving to a new place thingy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:27:03 PM] Aly ;D: i wanna go back to JB where my friends are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:27:06 PM] Aly ;D: and school in SG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:27:11 PM] Aly ;D: and graduate at 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:27:14 PM] Aly ;D: and wake up at 4am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:27:19 PM] Aly ;D: and fool around in customs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:27:30 PM] Aly ;D: and piss off the security guards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:27:38 PM] Aly ;D: and run around CWP after school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:27:43 PM] Aly ;D: playing hide and seek,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:27:50 PM] Aly ;D: which we usually only for likw 3 mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:27:55 PM] Aly ;D: then give up cuz we're tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:28:06 PM] Aly ;D: and do homework at the quadrangle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:28:14 PM] Aly ;D: i wanna talk to MGY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:28:26 PM] Aly ;D: and complain about everyone, everything and feel so much better after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:28:37 PM] Aly ;D: i wanna be a part of 2A again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:29:48 PM] Aly ;D: i wanna go nuts during english lesson with my group and hear Dominic talk about dumping being thrown everywhere, and killing syafiq in the process&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:30:08 PM] Aly ;D: forcing bal to take pictures with me, hanging out with nat after school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:30:14 PM] Aly ;D: there is sooo much to miss :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:30:30 PM] Aly ;D: and th only thing in KL that makes me happy is vivaldi and riding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:30:43 PM] Aly ;D: but how can that last ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:30:56 PM] Aly ;D: I've lost so much self esteem and self confidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:31:00 PM] Aly ;D: i lost my charm and everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:31:02 PM] Aly ;D: urgh :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[11/2/09 6:31:10 PM] Aly ;D: this. fucking. sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you know what it feels like to miss these little things?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss everyone, everything about schooling in Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FRIENDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;hey cempakans, learn the word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-size: 10px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;No, I'm not coping well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes,  I feel like dying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, that motherfuckingstupidbloodydamnassbitch is getting to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and so is everything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait to go back to JB. I wanna see mae, and crycrycry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait for class outing in Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am going literally crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shit, i want my life back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-2308749662637112674?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/2308749662637112674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-know-that-thing-you-do-when-youre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/2308749662637112674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/2308749662637112674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-know-that-thing-you-do-when-youre.html' title='You know that thing you do when you&apos;re damn sad and depressed and feel like everything is a fuck? Where&apos;s my Ralfie?'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-5592037659945665725</id><published>2009-11-01T18:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T18:41:34.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitches in the hallwayyy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Su1fjFUP7eI/AAAAAAAAAVw/CcJOfhUPxx8/s1600-h/megan-fox-jennifers-body-movie-poster-big-2009-71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Su1fjFUP7eI/AAAAAAAAAVw/CcJOfhUPxx8/s320/megan-fox-jennifers-body-movie-poster-big-2009-71.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399076584614260194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched Jennifers Body with Bazel, Adilah, Jasmine and DON :P&lt;div&gt;IT.IS.THE.SHIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was faffing around 1Utama since 11, blah, i feel like a minah. HA HA HA. No I don't, I don't know why i should even feel like one at all. Ate New York New York's breakfast. &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Su1fjej3R2I/AAAAAAAAAV4/qSugdfCED58/s320/New+York+x2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399076591390639970" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Come on, one pathetic T-Bacon?!?! You can't be friggin serious!! Oh well, life's like that. G A H.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the movie we went to get some neoprints done, then Bazel and I went off to shop shop shop! Fell in love with a dress from Guess &amp;amp;&amp;amp; a few from Zara. I still need to look for a leather jacket. meh, need to go around BV2. They usually have stuff that can fit me there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As much as people say I shouldn't complain, I will. I hate being so disproportionate, as skinny as people think i am. Long legs, fat-ass, teeny waist (no I'm not proud of it) zilch, for boobs. Like =.=! Come on, 27-24-34 IS NOT nice. GAH :'( I can't starve myself, because there is nothing to starve off, and I can't fattyfy myself either, cuz then I'll have fatter legs and bum :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;GAH, whatever whatever. I do not care about my freaking body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;No I don't :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No one is online. :( Life is boring. Thank god I rode this morning. Vivaldi and I are getting back on track! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Az, better watch out, B I Y A T C H. &lt;/span&gt;Then again, I'm so much better than you anyways, because I wonder who's winning the level your getting 42% for. Loser. Urgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;some people piss.me.off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;as much as I'd like not to care, I have to be a bitch once in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I need to feed my insecurities. ho' well :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I saw Lyss at 1Utama :D heh, surprise, surprise. Didn't get to ask her about Aussie though. Oh well, will have a chat in school eh? *wiggles eyebrows*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ozzie Mozzie was supposed to call me since God Knows When.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HAHAHA. I just realizeddd!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh my god, I can't find my dress in the Zara catalouge!! :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;suckerish. mothaf lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rawr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;imissyouactuallyquiteterriblythoughiknowitsweirdandeverything. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-5592037659945665725?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/5592037659945665725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/bitches-in-hallwayyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/5592037659945665725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/5592037659945665725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/11/bitches-in-hallwayyy.html' title='Bitches in the hallwayyy!!!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Su1fjFUP7eI/AAAAAAAAAVw/CcJOfhUPxx8/s72-c/megan-fox-jennifers-body-movie-poster-big-2009-71.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-4217259703483903839</id><published>2009-10-31T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:21:53.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KISSED A GIRL AND I LIKED IT. HA HA HA. KP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Holy mommah! this is fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-4217259703483903839?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/4217259703483903839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/10/kissed-girl-and-i-liked-it-ha-ha-ha-kp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/4217259703483903839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/4217259703483903839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/10/kissed-girl-and-i-liked-it-ha-ha-ha-kp.html' title='KISSED A GIRL AND I LIKED IT. HA HA HA. KP'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-5800486528780967067</id><published>2009-10-31T11:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T11:53:02.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOTHA &amp;&amp; BROTHA'S ARE BACK. holy poppa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My huge-ass freaking pride wont let me say &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;imissthemlikeabiyatch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SuuzNW8zFfI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HFxk-1S4GQg/s1600-h/DSC_0780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SuuzNW8zFfI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HFxk-1S4GQg/s320/DSC_0780.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398605620413928946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My best picture in the photography album.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SuuyVYghFuI/AAAAAAAAAVg/9GrL8lgoiM8/s1600-h/DSC_0754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SuuyVYghFuI/AAAAAAAAAVg/9GrL8lgoiM8/s320/DSC_0754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398604658759505634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SuuyVYghFuI/AAAAAAAAAVg/9GrL8lgoiM8/s1600-h/DSC_0754.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;heh, mommah and Mikhail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SuuyU51S3BI/AAAAAAAAAVY/ql0QmtV01jk/s1600-h/DSC_0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SuuyU51S3BI/AAAAAAAAAVY/ql0QmtV01jk/s320/DSC_0777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398604650525154322" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adam (the best looking one HAHA),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Imran (the NERD. HAHA joke) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Karim (my frankenstine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mikhail (the spoilt little baby)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awwwww, WhatTheBog lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-5800486528780967067?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/5800486528780967067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/10/motha-brothas-are-back-holy-poppa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/5800486528780967067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/5800486528780967067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/10/motha-brothas-are-back-holy-poppa.html' title='MOTHA &amp;&amp; BROTHA&apos;S ARE BACK. holy poppa!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SuuzNW8zFfI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HFxk-1S4GQg/s72-c/DSC_0780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-7972654635038783024</id><published>2009-10-30T18:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T19:03:14.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Understated abhor. Maybe I'm just jealous. Maybe I'm just saying that to shut you up. Get over it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I MISS MY PEOPLE :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SurDTi8hD8I/AAAAAAAAAVA/avGDIQlzdMM/s1600-h/5370_103281924789_645054789_2203538_454995_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SurDTi8hD8I/AAAAAAAAAVA/avGDIQlzdMM/s320/5370_103281924789_645054789_2203538_454995_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398341843922522050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SurDTi8hD8I/AAAAAAAAAVA/avGDIQlzdMM/s1600-h/5370_103281924789_645054789_2203538_454995_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MGY !! I think I'd be dead without him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SurDTe0gKOI/AAAAAAAAAU4/GmMO1afYhSs/s1600-h/%235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SurDTe0gKOI/AAAAAAAAAU4/GmMO1afYhSs/s320/%235.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398341842815166690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SurDTe0gKOI/AAAAAAAAAU4/GmMO1afYhSs/s1600-h/%235.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nata, Bal/Val, Sylvester (^^) and SHEI-LA!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;  oh dear gosh i miss them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SurDTKXfzFI/AAAAAAAAAUw/UnVPFMCXE68/s1600-h/PC180388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SurDTKXfzFI/AAAAAAAAAUw/UnVPFMCXE68/s320/PC180388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398341837324799058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SurDTKXfzFI/AAAAAAAAAUw/UnVPFMCXE68/s1600-h/PC180388.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O: Its the PEA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SurDS1YUXaI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LjceqrbDcUM/s1600-h/Photo+3595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SurDS1YUXaI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LjceqrbDcUM/s320/Photo+3595.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398341831691099554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SurDS1YUXaI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LjceqrbDcUM/s1600-h/Photo+3595.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hanna :D and I see Joleneee in the background, oh my gosh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SurDTyh1cbI/AAAAAAAAAVI/7scvThV9DVY/s320/Snap+whoops037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398341848105578930" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one very special. You can see from her face :F&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GOSH, how I'm dying to go back to JB&amp;amp;Singers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I ordered&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; PIZZA&lt;/span&gt; just now. YAY. It just came. HA HA to you losers, I'll be eating hot creamy aloha chicken and not put on any weight. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(AHHAHHA bitch alert :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;School. Is. Pointless. GAH we do nothing at all. And like, we still have to go?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; MotherF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this is so unfairrr! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;WSS&lt;/span&gt; ended their school year already. I wanna end mine tooo! And imagine if i end up going to CILC, :O no holidays till &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;summer/riding season&lt;/span&gt;. HOLY MOMMA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;School today was shitass boring, though i got up to stage 5 in ZUMA. :D heh, watched Shin play Plants vs. Zombies. It is utter boredom that is engulfing our poor helpless souls that we are stuck playing dumbass games. oh well :) We heart them anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;keep out of my life, my business, my everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Go kacau someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;G A H.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I really don't get how some people are so gila egoistic they wont just freaking accept their insecurities and try to get over them. Instead, they go and flaunt something they don't have to prove how freaking shallow/insecure/lifeless they are. REALLY. I'm not referring to anyone specific i mean, I have my insecurities hell yeah, everyone does, but I don't like go about trying to show everyone I'm not insecure. Hello, its vice versa you morons =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All I'm trying to say is, we need to get over ourselves. If we did something wrong own up lah. Its not gonna kill you. Maybe your rep for a while, but its better than hiding it right? MotherF, not like anyone cares anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I will not text you anymore because I just will not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;okay thank you byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-7972654635038783024?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/7972654635038783024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/10/understated-abhor-maybe-im-just-jealous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/7972654635038783024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/7972654635038783024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/10/understated-abhor-maybe-im-just-jealous.html' title='Understated abhor. Maybe I&apos;m just jealous. Maybe I&apos;m just saying that to shut you up. Get over it.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SurDTi8hD8I/AAAAAAAAAVA/avGDIQlzdMM/s72-c/5370_103281924789_645054789_2203538_454995_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-6190294797595112133</id><published>2009-10-29T17:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T17:16:22.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maggi Mee?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SuldDZbFGxI/AAAAAAAAAUg/HonValiILjY/s1600-h/maggie_hotcup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SuldDZbFGxI/AAAAAAAAAUg/HonValiILjY/s320/maggie_hotcup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397947941325708050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't we all love Maggi? As unhealthy as it is, it saves lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BAH I WILL BE BALDING AND WHATNOT IF I KEEP EATING IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to go grocery shopping, someone take me? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-6190294797595112133?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/6190294797595112133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/10/maggi-mee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/6190294797595112133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/6190294797595112133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/10/maggi-mee.html' title='Maggi Mee?'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SuldDZbFGxI/AAAAAAAAAUg/HonValiILjY/s72-c/maggie_hotcup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-3493396679653226756</id><published>2009-10-29T14:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T14:12:25.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goddamnit. :F</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Going to Hell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyougoingtoheavenorhellquiz/hell.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to hell is fine with you. You're not sure if you even believe in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if there is a hell, it's probably a pretty fun place! You rather be stuck with the troublemakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short, so why wouldn't you live it up? Being good is incredibly boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not going to miss out on anything in life... even if you have to lie, steal, or cheat to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyougoingtoheavenorhellquiz/"&gt;Are You Going to Heaven or Hell?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: Waste Time at Work!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-3493396679653226756?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/3493396679653226756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/10/goddamnit-f.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/3493396679653226756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/3493396679653226756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/10/goddamnit-f.html' title='Goddamnit. :F'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-775581162936465140</id><published>2009-10-29T09:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T09:35:21.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things work out that way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its just you and your "whatever" attitude thats gonna get you no where in life.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mother F, you said I SHOULDN'T care in the first place. whaddafreak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I is stuck at home :( again. This time its very unplanned for but i guess I should chill more&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.Someones &lt;/span&gt;advice to stay home yesterday really did help and I wanna salute that person for that! I hope if I zen at home everything will be alright again. Though I have to clean the floor at the back and literally be the damn-ass frking maid for the day, I WILL BE ZEN. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I will I will I will!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly I am too tired. I slept at about 3am yesterday. Was on the phone till that hour. Gah. I have to stop. Self control, it would be a good time for you to kick in!! Imagine if I go to boarding school, :F I will be disciplined. HAHAHA. As much as I hate the idea of being controlled, I think I need SELF control at least. I will be happy, merry, and successful. ha ha ha, fat hopes, stick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ZUMA'S REVENGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;yes ShinYiChong, I am lifeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Managed to go through the whole first stage without losing ANY lives. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;round of applausee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; AND! I had one Ace Time. Lalalalalalalala~! Jeesh, I will not start Burger Shop and be addicted like Rosella and Fayla ;) because its bad enough I'm hooked to Bejeweled and this hell of a game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay, now maybe not so  lifeless :F&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ho' yeah, yesterday went to KFC for dinner with daddy ;D The random thought of "imagine i dated one of daddy's medical students when I'm older" HA HA HA HA floated through my mind. So hollywood college. But whatever, I'm over it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you are SO not good for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-775581162936465140?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/775581162936465140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/10/things-work-out-that-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/775581162936465140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/775581162936465140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/10/things-work-out-that-way.html' title='Things work out that way.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308189071357373735.post-5259276489791695863</id><published>2009-10-28T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T13:59:03.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog, AGAIN! :O</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello bello yellow shmellow :D HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is a good time to start blogging yet once again because I'm living a new life. I got mine from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;www.Buy A Life ™.com @ $999.74 ONLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(HAHAHA!) I joke :) But I do know a few people who need one. Oh well life goes on. Restart button never worked. Nyaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So here I am in bed stuck at home because &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; said I should take a rest, because I needed it. And indeed, that person is right :D Will go have a bubble bath and breakfast soon. Oh, lunch in this case. HA-HA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the past few months, life has been a bitch to me. The whole "moving to a new city" thing is very very hard. I'm not doing well in M'sian system. I don't get it in Malay. Oh, and Malay Class is actually BM. HA HA HA. So not used to it still, meh. KL is nice lah I have to admit. The people here are nice until they go start judging. Blah. Is the same everywhere but the scene here is so weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Its very bleh here in KL at this point of time. I is alone with daddy and he tells me to go find my way home and to riding and bla bla bla. I know he is busy, but oh ell, I've survived 3 taxi rides already please. I deserve a round of applause :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have accepted the fact that girls always have something against me. And i do not know why, really. Three schools, three bitch problems, all three times I lose my cool. OH WELL WELL WELL :F ( &lt;---- very cute lah! ) life goes on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss Singers alot, and Jeh Bee too. (!?!?) For reasons I can't explain I can't seem to follow my dad back to JB. Hell, I want to go back! I want to see MaePeaaaaaa!! but no, I can't. I have to look after my Baldipoo and Dutchess and Zulu and Shasha. Oh my animals :F&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, my blog link very cute right ^_^ (HAHAHAHA!) MGY's weird choice of name for me. From Aly to Ali to Alybaba to Alimama =.=. Gosh, that made me miss 2A more :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I remember how I used to hate Singapore. Lol, 1A days were hilarious when I think about it really, but sec 2 was awesome awesome. I miss SYF too. Jeesh, I remember when we stayed back and practiced for dear life. Though we got Silver, I think we really did a great job! Sorry I messed up the ending lines a lil :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh hell, reminiscing does make me wanna cry sometimes :( I'm going back to Singers soon, I hope. I pray pray pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308189071357373735-5259276489791695863?l=alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/feeds/5259276489791695863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-blog-again-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/5259276489791695863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308189071357373735/posts/default/5259276489791695863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alybaba-alimama.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-blog-again-o.html' title='New Blog, AGAIN! :O'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
