<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555</id><updated>2009-10-13T12:21:56.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life As It Is.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-747950586710638928</id><published>2009-03-21T00:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T00:44:42.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the world currently</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know i've literally killed this blog 3 months ago. haha. but recently, i've been having the thot of reviving it up again. not fr the purpose of being glamourous or any of that sort of sh*t. i just wanna prove to myself or to anyone infact... that by bringing this blog up again, i am capable of standing up to whatever happens instead of running away. if... you kno what i mean ;) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Haha.. honestly, I'm not comfortable posting publically anymore. I find that privacy is just what I need these days but I realised... asking for privacy drives me away from my friends around the globe. It sorts of cause me to be socially &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;inactive&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm &lt;strong&gt;dead&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;em&gt;Friendster&lt;/em&gt;... in &lt;strong&gt;coma&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;em&gt;Facebook &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;half-alive&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;em&gt;MSN&lt;/em&gt;. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Forgive me. I didn't mean to ignore any of my friends (including rah MD now). It's just that... catching up with you all is just so heavy for me. I admit, it is.. and I was wrong to have promised a &lt;em&gt;part-time&lt;/em&gt; service to some of you on the internet. It's just so.. heavy 'cause I have to pile u all up with my current friends and be busy with altoghether. Plus, with the school works stuffing my hand, i'm just... really... antah. it all pushed me to give up in the end and just become inactive or &lt;em&gt;tapis&lt;/em&gt;-ed girl. haha pakannn? lurus kah tu. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyways, 3 months are just too much to cramp up in a post so i'll stop here. but here's an update of my life: holiday from the new Katok school; alone at home; BM &amp;amp; Bio exams coming up; and...... him :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315541121225396754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u41gMjM1OE0/ScSYfJ-fEhI/AAAAAAAAAPk/yYKkb89Rvcg/s400/07032009(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zainul Akhir....&lt;/strong&gt; Kerbau Ku !!!!!!! heeeeee...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh ya, maybe ahh m gona start writing dlm malayyy beginning my next post. it's not that i've been feeling so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;cool&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; using english here or even 80% of my life. i dont think i even want to!! it's just... payah bah bagiku.. my malay is an embarassment! so that's why masih a "maybe".. haha. and if you don't get it, live my life and you'll understand this lil bit &lt;strong&gt;pain&lt;/strong&gt; of mine........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PS. Malas banaaa ku kn men-edit layoutnya ani.. haha.. nanti tah! biar tia bidaaa . Oh and if i've been such an ass for not replying in MSN or Facebook, really2 sorry. hehe... just don't announce my death...... yet ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7456889651874032555-747950586710638928?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/747950586710638928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=747950586710638928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/747950586710638928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/747950586710638928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2009/03/world-currently.html' title='the world currently'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u41gMjM1OE0/ScSYfJ-fEhI/AAAAAAAAAPk/yYKkb89Rvcg/s72-c/07032009(003).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-5377491871070922933</id><published>2008-12-03T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T03:43:35.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not at all a good routine / [REC]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;The worst thing I hate about holidays is that I have to sleep so frikin’ &lt;u&gt;late&lt;/u&gt;. Why is that? &lt;strong&gt;WHY? &lt;/strong&gt;Hahaha. I know right. even this I whine about! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nada kan distresskan lagi bah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Hahaha! Well, at least it hasn’t been worst as it was during the years in KL. I slept at about 4 or 5am. &lt;em&gt;Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;/em&gt; And I just can’t remember what I was staying up for! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;But it was definitely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;unhealthy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! That was before A-levels tho. And for that, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A-levels really know how to discipline you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, man. Like, getting a correct daily routine! I mean, that is if you’re so determined into getting a future… ‘cause the only way to succeed is by having that sort of daily routine! So go figure if you need to! :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;So yeah, I woke up with a headache the whole day since I only slept for 4 hours. I’m so not used to this “-__- but I forced myself anyway to wake up early. Part of the TCF syllabus: &lt;strong&gt;get up no later than 10am. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Anyways, brought my headache to as far as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Muara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. If my memory does &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; fail me, I think it was my first time there. Gila… it reminded me of a bit of an island in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Iran&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mixed with one arah &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Indonesia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Not making any sense but seriously, the town really did bring me to the past. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mami&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wanted to bring me over to see some ships sailing by &lt;em&gt;(ada kah??)&lt;/em&gt; but Dadi insisted that we should go for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pantai Serasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; instead. So we headed for the Pantai. In the end tho, after getting lost for about 15-20 minutes, we gave up and headed back to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Berakas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to pick Yum up arah stadium. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I FINALLY GET TO WATCH THIS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275527427434786146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/STZwPosUrWI/AAAAAAAAAl4/K-c5WpUFepQ/s400/2590274520_7fe7e17494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;[REC]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS MOVIE IS HIGHLY RECOMMENDED&lt;/strong&gt;! ESPECIALLY TO THOSE FANS OF &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RESIDENT EVIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; OR ANY ZOMBIE-ISH SORT OF GAMES/MOVIES. Ok, being a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FORMER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; horror-game-fanatic… the degree of how scary it was.. is like &lt;strong&gt;RESIDENT EVILs + SILENT HILL + CLOCK TOWER = [rec]&lt;/strong&gt; … I’VE NEVER BEEN SO FRIGHTENED BY SUCH MOVIE. EVEN YUM! It’s mostly RE-&lt;em&gt;ish&lt;/em&gt; la… ‘cause it’s more to &lt;strong&gt;zombies all within this sealed apartment&lt;/strong&gt;. CAN YOU JUST IMAGINE THAT??? &lt;strong&gt;“SEALED”!&lt;/strong&gt; How are you gonna survive with all of ‘em chasing after you then? Curious? &lt;strong&gt;WATCH IT!&lt;/strong&gt; HIGHLY RATED AROUND THE GLOBE, YO! I CAN SAY IT’S ONE OF THE BEST HORROR MOVIES OF THE DECADE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;The fact that it was cam corded made it extra effective in bringing us into the screen. I’m not exaggerating. Haha. At least it’s how I felt… as well as Yum jua! She totally totallyyyy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;underestimated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this movie. She had a feeling that it’d be just another common kind but heck! she was screaming here &amp;amp; there just as i was. we even had to watch it with the light open! Hahaha. But it would have been more fun with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a bigger screen, bigger sound system and a bigger group of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;I’d say watch it with a group of people… family or friends because trust me, you’d be more than entertained. Let’s just hope it won’t give any nightmares tho :PPP . Watch it! Take the adventure! GET YOUR ADRENALINE WORKING MORE THAN EVER!! ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;man, i feel like i'm writing a part of the english exam &lt;strong&gt;''write a handout with the purpose of persuading readers to watch [rec]. 700 words"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;lotsalove xx.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps. sorry if it doesn't match to your liking. i doubt that tho :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7456889651874032555-5377491871070922933?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/5377491871070922933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=5377491871070922933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/5377491871070922933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/5377491871070922933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-at-all-good-routine-rec.html' title='Not at all a good routine / [REC]'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/STZwPosUrWI/AAAAAAAAAl4/K-c5WpUFepQ/s72-c/2590274520_7fe7e17494.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-1795813145904708282</id><published>2008-12-02T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T04:26:52.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i finally get to breathe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear readers (if there's even any), sorry to have bored you all with my rather unattractive posts but really, my intention is never to entertain. they're words... one of my treasures that'd keep my memory going till the end of my life. i read this novel, love during the cholera it was named. and the doctor, in its story, mentioned how forgetful people should reside to this habit of noting or jotting down important things on a notebook so that they wouldn't be discouraged or be unjustly tagged as slackers. Being one, i think it's time to jot things (ie. thoughts) before time flies &amp;amp; i lose the millions of memories within me. i'm already starting to lose my childhood ones......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;right, stuff to do by the end of the week:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;watch [rec] before any nightfall! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;play more with the chickens at our little farm atta back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;a lil pics of farm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;JOG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;get ingredients for cupcakes (and i'm serious, yum!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;finish off the birthday letter :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;get this blog ACTIVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;birthday greetings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;R E L A X !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hmm... aight, i hope i can really complete all of 'em this time :P .. there's that new year's resolution as well tho.. gaaah~ hahha cam kana paksa saja bah. nyways uhuk uhuk.. lemme just start with my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"7th"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stuff to do right now... and i hope i'd be loyal to this one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY ADVANCED 18th BIRTHDAY, JIKKIE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sure hope you have a wonderful day tmorow which u will :) . ok ok , let's reminisce a lil. i've known jik for about &lt;em&gt;*counting counting*&lt;/em&gt; waaa.. 7 years ;P . prolly the only BIS girl i still see around. hahaha. neways, i met jikkie when i was in year 6 arah BIS .. hmm... i remember I was in &lt;strong&gt;6 SUTTON&lt;/strong&gt; and she was in &lt;strong&gt;6 HEALD&lt;/strong&gt;, lurus kan jik? :P .. and i remember exactly how her first day went. hmm.. i guess u can call myself a silent observer that day :P .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i was having a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spelling class&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the far corner room... yg closest to the &lt;strong&gt;Year 6's entrance door&lt;/strong&gt;. and i remember i was just having a lucky glance whilst listening to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. Ferrier's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; words when I saw her, quite independantly, walking with her father &lt;em&gt;(uncle pakai baju putih!!! ;P)&lt;/em&gt; and her 3 siblings. Yeah.. i already had the feeling that she wasn't at all like me &lt;em&gt;(totally dependant)&lt;/em&gt;. I was so interested to find out what happened to her then but I couldn't afford getting detention for it. hehehe. but i remember that i decided not to let this one go through what i've been through the previous year and promised myself in putting an effort to approach her. hahaha.. i remember my best friend, S**a, got so &lt;strong&gt;eeee&lt;/strong&gt; .. &lt;em&gt;biasalahh kanak2 &lt;/em&gt;and decided to break that precious friendship of ours. gaahh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but anyways, jikkie was, really, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;independant sort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and i frikin' &lt;em&gt;ADMIRE&lt;/em&gt; that special bit of her! hahaha.. well there ya go ziq .. something i never told you! :D hmm... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;consider that a present ah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... CAUSE WHEN It COMES TO YOU, I ALWAYS HAVE PROBLEM GETTING DECISIVE YOUR PRESENTS...yatah i always gave up and just gave you everything i thot of. hahahahaha! :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;- THE END -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7456889651874032555-1795813145904708282?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1795813145904708282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=1795813145904708282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/1795813145904708282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/1795813145904708282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-finally-get-to-breathe.html' title='i finally get to breathe'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-3126737481504816893</id><published>2008-11-30T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:54:03.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good beginning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Aight, so today's the second day of my beautiful holiday &amp;amp; right now, I'm &lt;em&gt;staining&lt;/em&gt; Yum's laptop with my pretty fingers clicking the keyboard for me blog ;) . My laptop is currently &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;resting&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bahh... from a v. tiring 20 hours of being awake! ehehe.. i was eager to finish off my download, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[rec]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , the original version of Quarantine. It's spanish! :D and they say it's scarier than Quarantine. A much greater version. But words are words and I shall judge it with my own two eyes (which will be closed if necessary :P). &lt;strong&gt;IT'S WORTH A WATCH, GUYS.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;macam resident evil wah..&lt;/span&gt; tapi ani automatically controlled so u need not control the characters! and so ye kno, u can just sit back &amp;amp; watch........... which is in a way, scarier. hahaha... but you'd go &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"YOU STUPID EFFING B$#CH!!", &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;cursing &amp;amp; cursing &amp;amp; cursing &amp;amp; cursing.... &lt;strong&gt;*YAWN*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;anyways, yesterday was a fully relaxing day. I finally got to watch a lil something with Yum .. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Schindler's List'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, which nearly killed me when the downloading kept &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fluctuating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; like hell... but as usual, I'm a calm person :P ... just gave in my patience for 4 days of its download.. even tho it could have been over in a day... &lt;em&gt;oh yes, it was really testing me... oh yes i was patient... oh i so was....&lt;/em&gt; anyway, the whole thing was worth it.. cause watching Schindler's List led me to shed a thousand tears. Touching as ever, it deserved that 7 oscars it brought back home! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ahh.. yesetrday, my dad also wanted to bring us to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tasik Beribun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(atleast i think that's what it's called)&lt;/strong&gt;. it was a long drive... 45 minutes approximately. but it gave me a good time to rest my eyes out from the previous tiring day. Hmm~ altho... we never reached it. 'cause the road leading to it was blocked by flood. So, we just turned back and had another 45 minutes journey. LOL.. &lt;strong&gt;atleast we were OUT right!&lt;/strong&gt; :D ... and mami &amp;amp; dadi were enjoying some classic music in the radio, chitchattin as well throughout the journey. Dadi put in an effort to introduce us to each places tho i was already half-asleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG, THERE WAS AN INCIDENT BEFORE THAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We were actually eating in a restaurant when we decided to go off to Tasik Beribun. And during our last minute, yum decided to have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Horlick Shake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ... and so when it came, I helped in to finish it :P ... i did complain a few times of how it tasted different from the usual.... and when we reached the bottom of the big mug... i was sucking, with the straw, something hard and i tried to play with the thing and when i decided to search through what it was..... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*bam*&lt;/em&gt; i was soooooooooo SHOCKED to have discovered that the little thing i've been sucking and playing was....&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; THE CERAMIC TILE OF THE RESTAURANT'S WALL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a broken part of it... eeeee~ i was 100% certain. EVERYONE WOULD HAVE BEEN AS WELL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i wanted to barf 'cause i could feel the wierd taste sticking between my throat. even yum was sickened! eeeeee~ so we just left on the spot, thinking nothing else but to leave the place. Hahaha. but seriously, disgusting man .. n i talked to myself of what its little effect can be, in terms of chemistry i mean :P . gila gila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i'm sure &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;abg aiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; would find something coincidence to this whole thing. &lt;strong&gt;tapi NO WAY, I'M NOT GIVING ANY HINTS TO HIM &lt;/strong&gt;:PPP . ehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Today, I just woke up early ... ehem specifically at 11 ehem .. to find out that I have broken a promise I made with mum :'( . I promised that I'd go with her arah Tg. Ghani sebalah to see his new cucu. She called anyway.. and expressed her dissapointment v. well and asked me to come immediately. so i did, with no hesitation. and turned out to be quite exciting :D .. had a.. ehem.. breakfast whilst chitchatting with the relatives including &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ka Nurul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. then watched the lil baby get shaved. it was a heart-gripping sight, really ... but i had to be calm ofcourse 'cause i know i'm gna see alot more worse than this in my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Alright, it's been relaxing. and i've got my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;blogging mood&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; back already :DDD . ehehe.. so as ever, no pictures :PP. ah yeah, i have a class to attend to in an hour so better go start off the preparation. &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/7456889651874032555-3126737481504816893?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3126737481504816893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=3126737481504816893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/3126737481504816893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/3126737481504816893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-beginning.html' title='A good beginning!'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-5322076579286682875</id><published>2008-11-30T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T07:38:48.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO, HEMIPHTERA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;those two have officially named my laptop&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Hemiphtera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; *sukahati lagi tu! haha*... but I don't know .. I guess I'll agree to it but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT 100%&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tho. I mean... why Hemiphtera?? it's like........ er... cleopetra??!!? hahhaha so why? why? wHYyy?? it's unique tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i've been deciding on its name for weeks no! cause i've always liked the sound &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sera&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(named by andoc)&lt;/em&gt; on yum's laptop... macam masuk brabis bah! hahaha so i've been trying to find the correct one for my laptop. so hemiphtera.... hmm.... not sure aa~ macam not right bah. if u can suggest any other names for the moment tho, i think that'd be great :D . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Below are just a long summary of what I did yesterday. *LOL* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No Pictures ... sorry, malas bah :((( . hehehe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;yesterday was prolly the most tiring day i've been through for the month. Went to school in the morning. I didn't plan to actually.. but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; txted me the night before askin if i'd come... then she said she's coming 'cause it's the last day. And i realised then how stupid it'd be if i were not to come... i mean, &lt;strong&gt;last day at MD kan ??&lt;/strong&gt; tho it's been only for 3 months, &lt;em&gt;it's given me thousands of memories&lt;/em&gt; already. so i came... &lt;strong&gt;tapi with hardly any respect to the dressing code!&lt;/strong&gt; everyone were to wear skulah's tudung and sport pants .. and i WORE tudung bebas w/ my JEANS on! &lt;em&gt;aaaaah, mmbari maluuu.&lt;/em&gt; but atleast, i didn't get any scoldings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;was with Ana the whole time. and I kno i really am gonna miss her,&lt;strong&gt; my BE partner &lt;/strong&gt;:( . she was one of the three people who approached me first and &lt;em&gt;need not any approachings&lt;/em&gt;. she's always been opened and a fun one to talk to :D . after the whole aerobics which was funny in a way, we skipped the whole cleaning campaign and decided to head off to the mall as we gave up waiting for her mum.&lt;em&gt; si ana di sana menyampaikan atu nya saja pulang&lt;/em&gt; .. :P .. then we headed off to McD, dangani she makan .. and i only had about an hour and 15 minutes by then to meet Rick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So we talked and talked and then, got interfered by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mess&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the gay partner of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fakhri&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :P (well atleast that's how we met. haha). banar.. smua kan besharing ani wa. My english went suddenly broken when he came, prolly cause i had to adjust my language to malay when i talked to Ana. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;there are random times when i can go bi-lingual and rest as mono-lingual &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:PP. anyways, when i parted from ana, i was pretty sad that i din express my farewell well... 'cause.. well... as you all know... &lt;em&gt;i suck at farewells ;( .&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;i'll just sms her, i guess...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;went to hav lunch at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wecan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; where ze envelope was given :) . by this time, ofcourse, my english went at its usual condition already ... hahaha.. and i had &lt;em&gt;nasi goreng daging&lt;/em&gt; with the &lt;em&gt;ice blended chocolate&lt;/em&gt; rick introduced me to. btw, &lt;strong&gt;Wecan is truly a place worth recommending.&lt;/strong&gt; It has the cuisine of a typical restuarant but something more. The proportion of its quantity is ALOT compared to its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cheap prize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and the thing about this place... is that it's hidden. and i think they did that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;intentionally &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... because really, it's quite a haven there. the theme of its restaurant is traditional and its eating places are varied. it's all....... v. unique. So you all should try. Thanks Rick :) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jess&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came then at around 2pm and we just hung out infront of the cineplex. met dozens of MDians ... last day kan.. duh. hehe. and then i was introduced to the other people who joined ie. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joven aka John &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; Victor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Since Victor joined v. last minute ... he had to take a seat alone 2 rows behind us... and believe me, thank god it wasn't me. reason: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE MOVIE WAS SOOOOO DAMN SCARY.&lt;/span&gt; seriously i've never screamed so much in a cinema before. it was &lt;strong&gt;'Quarantine' &lt;/strong&gt;btw. and seriously the whole effects it made .. and how it felt so real just scared the sh*t out of me and plus, i was imagining the whole time if i were in their shoes. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OUTCOME = rick &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; afraid of me; i think joven was impressed by my screamings :P; jess needs to get a new jacket. hahaha.. nadawaa.. but i did pull grabbed/pulled her jacket the whole time.&lt;/span&gt; so sorry guys ;) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it was fun tho when we kept like asking ourselves "what if the whole MALL is 'quarantin'-ed???" and jess kept going "shut up shut up shut up" hahaha. but it is a wonder, what if we were to be in their shoes. &lt;em&gt;nanguzubillah...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;we headed then to the &lt;strong&gt;arcades&lt;/strong&gt;. tried out the basketball thingy. rick scored quite high &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(OFCOURSE!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... me &amp;amp; jess only landed to a 37. &lt;strong&gt;SHE SUCKS, NOT ME!!!&lt;/strong&gt; :PPP nada waa, ofcourse, i was the cause hahaha. and sadly, i still have tokens in my bag &lt;em&gt;*darn! forgot to use 'em* &lt;/em&gt;... the rest wanted to watch madagascar again 'cept fr Rick so they booked it. went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wecan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; again and waited to be picked up as they had their dinners. my aunty came and that was the end of the long day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;summarising it all is already tiring &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hehe. overall, they were such a pleasant group to hang out with. jess was the one who wanted it all. LOL, glad that i'd be seeing her next year ;)) . and it was also nice to have gotten to know more MD-ians eg. Joven who looked extremely like a malay LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The suckiest thing is that I couldn't find &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kimah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! my dear chem partner! I OWE HER $5 for her lovely 'pudding'. Eeee~ cana ni aah!! I wont have the ease to see her anymore since she's staying!! X( .. maybe i'll hand it to rick kali? *sighh* .. gna miss her, neway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was definitely a good day out. i consider it a celebration to the last day at MD tho I wasn't completely satisfied to have not given proper farewells to some. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but it was still good for the beginning of my first ONE MONTH HOLIDAY since ALEVELs STARTED (A YEAR &amp;amp; HALF AGO)!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;time to get my mind all relaxed yo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;read the envelope after the night and was v. v. v. touched by it. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank You :'))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAVE A WONDERFUL HOLIDAY, EVERYONE!!! STOP WORRYING, JUST ENJOYYYY!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7456889651874032555-5322076579286682875?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/5322076579286682875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=5322076579286682875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/5322076579286682875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/5322076579286682875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-hemiphtera.html' title='HELLO, HEMIPHTERA!'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-2294697839331142095</id><published>2008-11-26T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T06:51:31.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonders.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's been a rather interesting day. More discoveries of sadness balancing with the opposite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oh karma karma karma.. you're killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I din have much of a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;refreshing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; beginning, even tho I woke up at 10.30am. my v. busy days need to be compensated by atleast a nice 12-hours of slumbering &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Mmm~ sounds seductive-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I haven't had that yet for the past weeks. So, I can't wait for the &lt;u&gt;holiday&lt;/u&gt;. It'll do me good. &lt;em&gt;Hopefully.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Some declared their holidays yesterday when it officially ends this Sat. Haha.. and sadly I can't do that since I need to &lt;em&gt;suck up&lt;/em&gt; for the attendance &lt;em&gt;"thingy"&lt;/em&gt;. UhHhh~ I'm still not coming tmorow pulaaangg:P .. Sat sounds fun tho and i think it's best to come. &lt;strong&gt;The last day at MD&lt;/strong&gt;. The last day to see friends in that huge campus. The last day to be officially a student there. Sigh... how sad this is. I'm only new and already I feel this way... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;how about the rest who's been here months before me? &lt;/em&gt;who's been together with their friends fr years? &lt;/strong&gt;And that is how sucky this whole shit is. But oh well, life is full of suprises. So BRING IT ON !!! ( pjah power! :P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sadly, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sir Abbas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is not willing to dismiss our Maths classes so my holiday won't really be... a holiday :( . I guess, I don't mind. I might not even go to KL afterall, which is a good thing 'cause I prefer spendin my off days at my home country, getting expriences from each places whilst collecting memories before i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MOVE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to else where. LOL .. I just thought of that after chatting with &lt;strong&gt;Ziqah&lt;/strong&gt;. And she's right. I might not even be able to do &lt;strong&gt;karate&lt;/strong&gt; as well.. &lt;em&gt;Was really hopin for it tho, nish. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OHMYGODDD, I SAW &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; TODAY! IT WAS &lt;strong&gt;V. V. V. V. WIERD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I've always had this idea that the people I met in Iran would stay there and would never be spotted again in the other side of the world. Just like those in Indon.. and even those in KL! So people like Jikkie/BB/Wane/Zaf/Dil/Diyana/CC... it's been wierd :P . 'cause it's like... seein u guys who once used to be some sort of my neighbours in a diff planet and now.. somehow... stalked me to earth because of my good looks or sumfin :P . BUT IT WAS GOOD SEEING U CC !! FUNNY IN A WAY BUT VERY GOOD. AND YES, &lt;strong&gt;I KNOW I'VE GONE TANNED&lt;/strong&gt; .. LOL &lt;em&gt;the walk + the heat = instant tanning.&lt;/em&gt; seriously... you brought me to my nostalgic mood again.. bringing me back to my KL days... sighh. including the time when she put up that stupid joke which involved the monash's computer catching me as&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;an intruder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ! ha ha ha .. very funny (sarcastically) LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ahnehwayss, G'na continue watching Rick's recommended movies :) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanx rick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And uh.. I've got four promises to hang out. I hope to keep these promises. I can't guarantee just yet :D .. 'cept for this sat with Jess. OH, Here's a random phrase: I DONT GET NO MORE OF OUR LIL BEDTIME STORIES :P ... if..... you kno what i mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAGS?&lt;/strong&gt; sorry, jaila .. yum . bisuk tah :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;lotsalove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PS. i have to chance to work at Reader's Haven for the holiday :D !!!!!!! Hope I'd get it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7456889651874032555-2294697839331142095?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/2294697839331142095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=2294697839331142095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/2294697839331142095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/2294697839331142095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/wonders.html' title='Wonders.'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-450625362867037788</id><published>2008-11-24T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T04:35:14.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGED BY HER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today would have been... if it's all going according to the theory... one the last school days at MD. Yeah, katok is really putting everyone in distress. We had our last Bio Class with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cg. Lina&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah and I realised that she's a &lt;strong&gt;sharp observer&lt;/strong&gt;. She can see how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Afni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; follows her mood most of the times.. how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Far&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is different inside (a cmmited student) &amp;amp; outside class (smethign quite the opposite :P)... how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Siti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; needs to talk more etc. Tho I've only been with her for 3 months and even within the 3 months that I am hardly attentive in her class... I still admire her as a teacher who knows well how to interact with the students and I always ended up bumping into the caring side of her... So yeah, I will miss her, a pleasant lady aka &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My first Bio teacher in Brunei &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:P . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then, Chem... as usual... just lingered around my note book, &lt;strong&gt;doodling all over&lt;/strong&gt;. English, we did more on the commentary subject.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;gah! enough is ENOUGH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha. Maths was more to partying. Our&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Madam Chan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gave us free chocs and candies as well as fruits. Oh nononoo~ they're nt just regular stuff! they were bought outside Brunei! Austrialian Orange, German KitKat, KL candies etc!!! &lt;strong&gt;COOL! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My god, did you sense the &lt;u&gt;irony &lt;/u&gt;of the day?? I had no classes except for English which is funny 'cause it was always &lt;em&gt;"I had classes except for English"&lt;/em&gt; . LOL . Went to &lt;strong&gt;The Mall&lt;/strong&gt; with friend. Bumped into &lt;em&gt;Liyana!&lt;/em&gt; Haven't seen her in dayss!! She was with her bf whom I hope din mind the hugging ..&lt;em&gt;wtf?? &lt;/em&gt;hahaa.. yana's my english buddy. v. friendly indeed :) . Then, bumped into &lt;em&gt;Munirah (Munirr..) &lt;/em&gt;who's also my english buddy! hahaaa. If i won't see these guys in Katok, then I'm gna miss them.. truly :) . went home then at 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And i'm glad I've returned to Brunei for good :) . I'm glad that the post-3-months after the rather tough moving... I'm glad that I've found good friends that I'd like to keep by my side forever. Im glad that the harsh times of adjusting are over and I'm so so glad that I've learnt alot about fitting with the people here... for that matter tho, still am learning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;tiring day "=________= .. here's something to cheer me up:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;MY TOP 10 MOST FAVOURITE FOOD: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. Mother's Cooked Cornflakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. Mother's Tiramisu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. Mother's Choc. Cake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;4. Roti Telor :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;5. Sweet &amp;amp; Sour chicken with Nasi Goreng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;6. Kimbab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;7. Amp. Avenue's Ddak Pok ki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;8. Fried Wantans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;9. Sushi! OH EBI FRY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;10. DAMN GOOD OL' JOLLIBEE! :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY TOP 10 THINGS TO DO: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. Playing ze piano~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. writing my private blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. talking and talking to my loved ones aka family/friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;4. listening to ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;5. watch movies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;6. day dream of the future and its wonders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;7. loving my parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;8. play with my nieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;9. making plans which ended up NATO-ed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;10. going online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 THINGS I LOVE TO DO WHEN I'M EMO: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. keep it to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. try to let/work it all out alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. write &amp;amp; write &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;4. weep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;5. talk to ppl (depends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 TYPES OF GUYS I ADORE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;k.. here goes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. understanding and listens to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. mutual feelings and thoughts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. loves me for who i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;4. loyal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;5. non-jerkish :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 THINGS I LOVE TO DO WHEN I'M HAPPY: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. sing &amp;amp; dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. talk &amp;amp; talk &amp;amp; talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. eat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;4. hug everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;5. listens... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;5 THINGS I WISH TO HAPPEN, plus one: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. to find the right guy i've been looking fr.. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. forward myself to the 10-years-time me.. for a brief minute tho :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. god to tell me what lies beneath the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;4. to be able to go to otago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;5. fr my family to be peaceful forever :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I hope... by answering this questionnaire :P readers can get to know a tad more about me :) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Next tags... tomorow aaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7456889651874032555-450625362867037788?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/450625362867037788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=450625362867037788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/450625362867037788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/450625362867037788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-by-her.html' title='TAGGED BY HER.'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-8547798434298551153</id><published>2008-11-19T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T04:39:41.851-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nish'/><title type='text'>Tagged by NISH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To celebrate a bit, I'll respond to &lt;strong&gt;nish's&lt;/strong&gt; tag. Hahaa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270337712457555970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SSQAOd1goAI/AAAAAAAAAlw/cqR1ShQm8ig/s400/13112008(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;take a recent picture of yourself&lt;/strong&gt; or take a picture right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;2) dont change your clothes, dont fix your hair, just take a picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;3) post that picture with NO editing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;4) post the picture with these instructions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;5) tag 7 people to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;6) *no tag backs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Whoop si daissyyy~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Imma tag: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yum ; Schweet Lai Lai ; Mr. T-Rex ; Zailaaa ; Syiqaa ; Icky Iqra! ; Zikkie!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"TAG! YOU'RE IT GUYSS! hahaa.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7456889651874032555-8547798434298551153?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/8547798434298551153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=8547798434298551153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/8547798434298551153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/8547798434298551153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-by-nish.html' title='Tagged by NISH'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SSQAOd1goAI/AAAAAAAAAlw/cqR1ShQm8ig/s72-c/13112008(008).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-5475667569987576442</id><published>2008-11-18T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T06:58:57.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Briefly Done.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Firstly, I'd like to shout out a huge &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 2nd BIRTHDAY TO MY YOUNGEST NIECE, DAYANA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I LOVE YOU SAYANG. I think it's safe to assume that you're the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cucu emas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now. Hahaha. 'cause you're just so &lt;em&gt;manja&lt;/em&gt; to your nene girl/boy. So we love you v. v. much! =D . &lt;strong&gt;May you stay cute &amp;amp; happy&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tomorrow will be the end of my exam :) . And I have a lot of things in mind to do: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1) Watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Madagascar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2) Watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TWILIGHT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with Yum (if she wants). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;3) Re-build the third piano sheet collection (LOST in the sea between Indon &amp;amp; Brunei. Haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;4) Complete the 5 books under queue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;5) If going to KL, make sure to make up a &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIST!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;6) Look for the bloody BOX that contains all your Bio AS. Indeed, I have to repeat my Bio AS again despite the painful A :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;7) &lt;strong&gt;Relax&lt;/strong&gt; aka no tension aka TAKE A CHILL PILL. (HAHA!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;8) Look up for some classic movies (WOPEE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;9) Shopping.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Now the last one is a bit of a problem to me. I don't really know a good place to shop here... for clothes especially. &lt;em&gt;Gaah&lt;/em&gt;.. wteva la, ze beautiful eyes of mine shall lead me to it, no? hoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Can you smell that &lt;strong&gt;freedom&lt;/strong&gt; lurking? no... not YET :) . For now, i shall stay up late till 1 or 2am . Wake up around 10-11am. Yep, another day out from a school day :P . NOT looking at its technicality, I wouldn't call it skiving, really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I have exam waaa~ at 2pm ... and my brain would get all worn out already if it were to be used in the morning! As how I've said before, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;get urself the best of you even if it means to break a farkin' rule!! For exams mean much muchhhh more than that!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current favourite:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Call - Regina Spektor. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Goodnight, lads &amp;amp; ladies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yum, I'm getting zose &lt;strong&gt;stomach's butterflies&lt;/strong&gt; again. speaking about the stomach's butterflies... i really think its a good exercise...... cramps up those muscles..... call it a &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sport&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; or watevr, it is rather an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;instant weight-loss&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; isit not?! Haha! So my advice, get ur excitment ladies &lt;em&gt;(not in the sicko way tho!)&lt;/em&gt; like for an example, &lt;strong&gt;BEN BARNES&lt;/strong&gt; :P ! and get zose butterflies working XD ! burn some calories ..!! haha bleh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;back to yum: and you kno what i'm getting zese butterflies for right? hahahaha. ok. me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;miss major lame-ooo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PPS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;notice the contradiction between the post and its title. haha. &lt;em&gt;woops&lt;/em&gt;&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/7456889651874032555-5475667569987576442?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/5475667569987576442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=5475667569987576442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/5475667569987576442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/5475667569987576442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/briefly-done.html' title='Briefly Done.'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-3248274393899427891</id><published>2008-11-10T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T00:02:19.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plan for the future.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHININGS FOR THE DAY.. DON'T READ IF YOU MIND!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You might wonder why I am so eager in planning my future. The world &lt;strong&gt;"future"&lt;/strong&gt; means a world to me and it is... infact... one of my greatest fears. I know that it is pretty much stupid to those with minds of spontaneity but yeaa.. like... who cares. haha. And besides, I'm supposed to be graduating my A-Levels already like my classmates over in KL! Hence, the despair I am in and Hence, the whole planning that should be launching next year &gt;__&lt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But it's not happening. So I have to wait.. and wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My initial plan, during those KL days when I thought that my A-Level days would go perfectly, was to enroll into International Medicine Uni - IMU .. joining my brother. Haha. But ofcourse, that plan ceased to exist as, I have implied so many times here, it went the very opposite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Anyways, today I have found the answer to everything. However painful it all is, it has been rather &lt;strong&gt;divine&lt;/strong&gt;, really :P . It turned out that the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Otago application&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ended early because the students were all to leave in January! LOL Even I would disagree to that. My A2 is not even done!! And even UBD Medicine begin in Jan/Feb! Yes, even by the looks of it, you can guess the dead road I'm facing here: I can't enroll anywhere for 2009 :( . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was really crushed... I can only enter Medicine in 2010 ... when I will already be 18/19. *Sigh. That means I have to wait another friking year. The only advantage it gives is that I don't have to get stressed up studying everything by July. But it still hurts... I started my alevels when I was 15 .. going 16 .. and now being 17... I have to be retained to Lower 6 again. *Sigh... and now... another year....... that's a long waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I guess, I am still young. Haha It's all stupid, I know. my classmates used to get annoyed how I am so worried over this when I'm still pretty young! Well it's not the age, really! It's the waiting!!! &lt;strong&gt;I'm sick of A-levels&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;seriously&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;__&lt; . It just hurts when my classmates have graduated and me, still ungraduated! &lt;strong&gt;*Sigh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Atleast I hope to get the &lt;em&gt;Otago scholarship&lt;/em&gt; for 2010 and leave in Jan. My parents are fond of it and me? It's the best choice there is .... for now. Hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whining officialy over. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7456889651874032555-3248274393899427891?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3248274393899427891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=3248274393899427891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/3248274393899427891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/3248274393899427891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/plan-for-future.html' title='Plan for the future.'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-3022136294521210165</id><published>2008-11-10T04:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T04:52:03.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Productive Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love school days.&lt;/span&gt; Because during these days, I don't have the obligations to go for a rather unhealthy diet i.e. trying to starve and end up consuming excessively. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Today was a happy day tho. I don't know why but god, let it be. The morning was pretty &lt;strong&gt;dreadful&lt;/strong&gt; tho. I slept at around 1am. And I was pretty tired 'cause I only got back home at 8pm "-___- &lt;em&gt;(was out for 9 hours)&lt;/em&gt;. Though what caused me to sleep that late is the book that I am no longer prohibited to read :D !! &lt;strong&gt;YES, THE BOOK IS MURDERING ME SLOWLY YET LOVINGLY!!&lt;/strong&gt; haha.. &lt;em&gt;THANX THANX THANX, YUM!&lt;/em&gt; And I am an early-sleeper, mind you. LOL, plus it was a very tiring day so the morning, you can imagine how my eyes were quite swollen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Not only that... I also got a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nose-bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the library, red spots spread across my notebook. There were few who tried to help me... but I gave them an unappreciative look that made them crawl away. I am sorry. I guess it's because I don't have the slightest clue who you are! hahaha. Afni helped, anyway. THANKS SYG! :) Haha. Another pack of spots at my uniforms. And you know what that is. And yes, it was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;embarassing &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;:( . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Another thing that made my day is the iPOD that I finally managed to turn on! WoHoOo! I love you, iPOD. It released all the tension from studying P3 maths... &lt;strong&gt;Complex numbers&lt;/strong&gt; are full of *toot*... a bloody killer! I mean god, I bet the mathematicians must have been deadly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BORED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when they invented this. They couldn't get more equations out of the real numbers so they started to give the society numbers &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they have IMAGINED&lt;/span&gt; .. most specifically &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But it's all utterly intelligent however complicated/annoying it is. So I give in to ... and hell, it's the only way I can ace the topic right? I do still, &lt;strong&gt;AT TIMES&lt;/strong&gt;, see no point of doing it. &lt;strong&gt;AT TIMES, tho.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Optimism is of an essence, my friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I only attended one class ie. Maths. OBVIOUSLY, I've been doing more of these than Chemistry when I have chem exam the next week &gt;___&lt; . I don't know. I'm falling in love with P3. It's crazy and I get headaches from it but it's all..... fun. HAHAHAHA .. &lt;strong&gt;mad!&lt;/strong&gt; i know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So anyways, went to watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quantum of Solace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for a brief 3 hours. It was pretty an&lt;em&gt; aww&lt;/em&gt; how Nisa couldn't make it. *Sigh :( . Looking forward to the holiday then. Anyways, went back to school to study further which i was &lt;em&gt;happily&lt;/em&gt; doing! &lt;strong&gt;What is up with the joyous mood, I wonder!&lt;/strong&gt; Normally I'd &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;whine&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; alot while revising the necessities. Again... I assume it's the iPOD! THANK YOU FOR WORKING, LOVE and the movie really disposed all the stress/problems that I've been handling. Aaaah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's 8.30 and I'm still wearing my socks + uniform. Just returned from Abbas. Hehe, he &lt;strong&gt;KNOWS&lt;/strong&gt; my name! It's silly but he knows my name!! And no, not in that kind of &lt;em&gt;'ohilovehimheknowsmynameee..aaaaahe'ssohot..aaaa'&lt;/em&gt; . &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PLEASE! He's 50+!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and yes, he knows my name! hahaha. I just get the impression that some people forget my name easily. *Sigh... please don't so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'm off to another read. Hope I won't have to &lt;em&gt;campout&lt;/em&gt; late again tonight. Pray, let that nt happen. Tomorow is another long day. I just hope I'd accept it as joyfully as I have today :) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A2 in another 6 months. Not as crazy as it was in KL tho :) . Love my life. &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;yours!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&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/7456889651874032555-3022136294521210165?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3022136294521210165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=3022136294521210165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/3022136294521210165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/3022136294521210165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/productive-day.html' title='A Productive Day.'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-883445640891630273</id><published>2008-11-06T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T04:30:01.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hairspray.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;musicals&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Incase you don't know. And I miss being obsessed with this song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Without Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; _ &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zac Efron, Amanda Bynes, Elijah Kelley, Nikki Blonsky.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cJXCxCfai9c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cJXCxCfai9c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And this is behind the scene of every cast singing the songs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JUvrWwR6P2I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JUvrWwR6P2I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Includes John Travolta, Queen Latifa, Michelle Pfeiffer, James Marden etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;BTW, &lt;strong&gt;ZAC EFRON&lt;/strong&gt; LOOKS SO MUCH BETTER SINGING IT LIVE/FOR REAL!! You can soo see the difference in the way how he sings at both vids as well as HSM. You can see how he's faking it on the other one just like you see in HSM (I think he focus more on looking good or something)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;YOU HAVE TO AGREE WITH ME ON THIS ONE&lt;/span&gt;!!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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/7456889651874032555-883445640891630273?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/883445640891630273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=883445640891630273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/883445640891630273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/883445640891630273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/hairspray.html' title='Hairspray.'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-504511777943717657</id><published>2008-11-05T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T05:47:26.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeeeee!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;k first of all, i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVEEE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the new &lt;strong&gt;hotmail&lt;/strong&gt; layout. It's preeetty neat :) . Second of all, Chem went well. Infact, it was better than how I expected it to be. The topics are boring though. They're the minor ones that I hardly go through... Haha... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no fun!&lt;/span&gt; I seriously hope I did well with them anyway! The two BEs doing the paper were only me &amp;amp; Mustafa and he has the same opinion of the paper. So &lt;em&gt;eeeee~ insyaallah saja tedapat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;P1 to go. Heee~ but I have a bad feeling for it. If P3 was relatively easy compared to the past papers, that means P1..... have the chance to make me &lt;strong&gt;gasp&lt;/strong&gt; in reality. God! &lt;em&gt;Mudah2an inda taah saja! &lt;/em&gt;So anyways, after the big paper today... I decided to give myself a break from ALL the restrictions ie. I can update myself with the new movies and ESPECIALLY, me BOOKS!! wohoooo! Gonna start reading &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The Tailor's Daughter"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It's been rotting on my desk for a month. God! I should have saved its &lt;strong&gt;KinnoKuniya wrappers&lt;/strong&gt; because someone special bought it ;p Eeeee~ And then! and then! &lt;em&gt;(God jah..chill)&lt;/em&gt; I'm gna tackle that new obsession ... the one people's been telling me about.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; "The Twilight"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I actually saw it being displayed ever since I walked into &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MPH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; since August. I thought it was pretty boring, looking at the plain covers but after knowing how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cedric Diggory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (from HP) is starring in its movie, it MIGHT just be good :P:P . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Anyways, here's something cheerio:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ethy3GuIHtU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ethy3GuIHtU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAHAHAHA. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PALOI BAAHH!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HAHAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T-T-T-TTARO.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7456889651874032555-504511777943717657?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/504511777943717657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=504511777943717657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/504511777943717657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/504511777943717657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/weeeeeee.html' title='Weeeeeee!!'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-8445107998034470575</id><published>2008-11-04T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T04:45:49.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WISH ME LUCK &gt;______&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On a short break&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;atm&lt;/strong&gt;.Today was a &lt;u&gt;hard day&lt;/u&gt;. Seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Was stressed out, preparing for tmorow's Chem.&lt;br /&gt;And without my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;loved ones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by my side... I never know how I can handle it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Because they &lt;strong&gt;cheer&lt;/strong&gt; me up :) . And &lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;, it was them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264780085969281522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SRBBmBy_4fI/AAAAAAAAAlo/hIgp9gFqN7Q/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taken today :)&lt;/strong&gt; . Haha.. cali bah diorang tadi.. And I'm gna miss them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;as well as this.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Even if i cant help you out at chem my best wishes still goes out to you to SUCCEED."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7456889651874032555-8445107998034470575?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/8445107998034470575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=8445107998034470575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/8445107998034470575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/8445107998034470575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-was-hard-day.html' title='WISH ME LUCK &gt;______&lt;'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SRBBmBy_4fI/AAAAAAAAAlo/hIgp9gFqN7Q/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-5681654719924474964</id><published>2008-11-03T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T06:56:05.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fact that I care.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;For the past weekends, I've been busy going through my chem studies. God! I can't imagine how relieved I would be after &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;P2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on wednesday!! It's like... another burden would fall. Indeed, there has been many burdens I carry along with me these days... No... not pleasant &lt;strong&gt;at all&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And when I'm in that sort of trouble, I'd lock myself in my own tiny world and think of a way to get through it. Some may succeed and some don't. Either way, I seek help from God... and after I get stronger, my problem ends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Anyways, the whole Otago dream came to an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;end&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :( Apparently... applications will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEVER &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;be opened &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(AS HOW IT IS SAID AT THE NOTICE BOARD)&lt;/span&gt; because &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it ended like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;last week&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; When I went to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HEU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the lady thought it was odd that I didn't know anything about the Otago applications 'cause I got AAB for me mocks. Then I told her I was in BE and about my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;crazily complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; situation. &lt;em&gt;*Sigh&lt;/em&gt;... I wish ... &lt;strong&gt;I WISHHH I COULD HAVE COME TO MD/BRUNEI EARLIER! AS IN LAST YEAR!! AND LEAD ATLEAST A NORMAL ALEVEL COURSE AND GET THE SCHOLARSHIP EASIER!!! &lt;/strong&gt;:( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But ofcourse, with this sort of problem &lt;strong&gt;ie. the reason behind it&lt;/strong&gt; (yg pasal my college di KL), I can only accept it and deal with it by working extra &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EXTRA &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hard. So no, I'm not giving up &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;YET&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lol, ofcourse, with big dream comes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIGGER COMMITMENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, no? &lt;em&gt;Duhh :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tapi that &lt;strong&gt;Otago plan&lt;/strong&gt;.... I guess it's done with. Maybe ada &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hikmah&lt;/span&gt; disebaliknya :) as my friend would say. Maybe I'm just not meant for it. Lol, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shout out with Rick &lt;strong&gt;"DESTINY!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .. :P Ah-neh-wayss.. I've hurt a friend a 2-3 days ago. Sorry. And as I said, bergaul di sini lain daripada what I've experienced before. Just different... 'cause I talk differently. The major reason: &lt;strong&gt;my malay alum perfect.&lt;/strong&gt; Banyak org tagur sudah, even today, man &lt;em&gt;(grr.. fahim!! :P)&lt;/em&gt;. So my jokes, at times, won't dissolve well into ppl's head. So to ppl, sorry brabis if I've offended you in any way. I'm working on it. Especially my malay &lt;em&gt;(you can check how aku bnyk kn cakap brunei sudah ni compared to my previous blog).&lt;/em&gt; So hehe... sorry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;K to &lt;strong&gt;Nisah!&lt;/strong&gt; (Miss Nishish): I HAD A FEELING THAT Wu Chun's voice was &lt;em&gt;dubbed&lt;/em&gt; in that movie!! But seriously, he'd be &lt;strong&gt;charming&lt;/strong&gt; with the dubbing voice.... very &lt;strong&gt;dalam &lt;/strong&gt;suaranya .. nice eh. I wonder how his real voice would sound like! Anyways, let's hang out, have lunch together ^________________^ hehe.&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/7456889651874032555-5681654719924474964?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/5681654719924474964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=5681654719924474964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/5681654719924474964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/5681654719924474964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/fact-that-i-care.html' title='The fact that I care.'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-4325263214451075648</id><published>2008-10-31T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T03:47:24.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not over yet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*sigh.&lt;/strong&gt; i dont feel much &lt;em&gt;pleased&lt;/em&gt;...... with the overall effort i put into my P6 paper today. &lt;strong&gt;suicidal...&lt;/strong&gt; that's the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sh*t&lt;/span&gt; i'm going through now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;nnnnnnnnnnaaaaaaaaaaaawww~!! Bwahahahahaha just a joke there!!!! hahahahaha. it'd take me forever to feel that way!!! :P . i just feel that my blog is in lack of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;emo confessions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; here~ unlike how most teenagers put into theirs... be it about their &lt;em&gt;*oh-my-gosh-i-live-in-hell*&lt;/em&gt; lifestyle or their &lt;em&gt;passion&lt;/em&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;monkey love&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Speaking about that... I don't know hmm. I don't believe in love anymore. I was having a pleasant chat with one of my more "experienced" friends who is at the edge of her 20s.... "When we are still young to know completely what life is all about, we consider an attraction towards a guy as LOVE. And only later in our years, do we know that.... that was never love." I agreed to her. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My response: Infatuation, is it then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Frankly, I am still &lt;em&gt;inexperienced&lt;/em&gt; so I know well how &lt;strong&gt;stupid&lt;/strong&gt; I still can be when I am attracted to a guy and think it's all &lt;em&gt;"love is all around you"&lt;/em&gt; (la la laaa~) . Hahaha. So there you go, a little emo-ish stuff from me!! *gasp!* hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Otago, NZ. They offer medicine and biomedical sci. programs. Plus, MOE is giving away scholarships of Otago to leave in 2009! And application is in one month time. So I'm thinking... should I apply for it? Parents have agreed. A brief one at that, though. But I still wish to go for Aussie or UK 'cause my relatives are concentrated (not diluted :P ) over those areas. Antah eh... maybe I'll just take the propectus before going to any rash decisions (like I always do).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyways, I'm off to study my chem. Big day for it is in 6 days time and I can feel my legs shaking in fear (nt for a dance!). Wish me Luck... 'cause you know how I love that ;) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&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/7456889651874032555-4325263214451075648?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4325263214451075648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=4325263214451075648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/4325263214451075648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/4325263214451075648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-over-yet.html' title='not over yet.'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-697142118688424659</id><published>2008-10-24T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T06:23:38.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm Glad I'm A Man" as he say..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The poem followed is written by a special friend. Though it is probably sexist..... sorry, &lt;strong&gt;scratch that&lt;/strong&gt;.. Though it&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; IS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;sexist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (hahaha), it's still hilarious! =D so I thought I'd like to put it up here (it's been with me for awhile) !! &lt;em&gt;Beware.....not recommended for those who are prone to heart attacks and those who are pregnant. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm Glad I'm a Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm glad I'm a man, you better believe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't live off of yogurt, diet coke, or cottage cheese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't bitch to my girlfriends about the size of my breasts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can get where I want to - north, south, east or west.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't get wasted after only 2 beers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and when I do drink I don't end up in tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I won't spend hours deciding what to wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I spend 5 minutes max fixing my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And I don't go around checking my reflection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;in everything shiny from every direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't whine in public and make us leave early, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and when you ask why get all bitter and surly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm glad I'm a man, I'm so glad I could sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't have to sit around waiting for that ring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't gossip about friends or stab them in the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't carry our differences into the sack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll never go psycho and threaten to kill you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;or think every guy out there's trying to steal you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm rational, reasonable, and logical too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know what the time is and I know what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And I honestly think its a privilege for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;to have these two balls and stand when I pee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I live to watch sports and play all sorts of ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's more fun than dealing with women after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I won't cry if you say it's not going to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I won't reamin bitter and call you a jerk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fell free to use me for immediate pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I won't assume it's permanent by any measure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yes, I'm so very glad I'm a man, you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm glad I'm not capable of child delivery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't get all bitchy every 28 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm glad that my gener gets me a much bigger raise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm a man by chance and I'm thankful it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm so glad I'm a man and not a woman like you!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wonderful, no? HAHAHAHA. He is, however, &lt;strong&gt;talented&lt;/strong&gt; ... v. talented =)&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/7456889651874032555-697142118688424659?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/697142118688424659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=697142118688424659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/697142118688424659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/697142118688424659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-glad-im-man-as-he-say.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m Glad I&apos;m A Man&quot; as he say..'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-6243966716973311778</id><published>2008-10-23T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:54:19.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Butterfly Lovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I know you.. from Once Upon a Dream....."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260361355427522850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SQCOyDxzKSI/AAAAAAAAAec/yL0AzimSBUg/s400/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recently, I watched the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Butterfly Lovers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Honestly, I totally underestimated it. I always judge movies by their titles and I thought the name sounded a bit &lt;u&gt;too common&lt;/u&gt; for my taste :P . Thought it was the low-quality, lame kind of movie aswell. However, once in the cinema... was totally embarassed by the stupid presumption I made and it was evidently pulling you into the story right from the beginning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's about destiny, how they've been destined to love each other right from when they were born , having dreams of each other. Sweet brabis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260359995841040562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SQCNi67H0LI/AAAAAAAAAds/1xzGYfRPdjw/s320/17xi7.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wu Zun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the actor playing in this movie isssss...~ the HANDSOME bruneian Wu ZUN !!! I NEVER GOT TO KNOW THAT HE'S ACTUALLY A BRUNEIAN UNTIL YESTERDAY!! MY GOD!!! THAT's A &lt;strong&gt;MAJOR DOUBLE HOT&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*waving fingers*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;YUM!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I MEAN TO YOU!! NOT TO ME..! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CAUSE HE'S NOT MY TYPE!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :P AND HE'S BRUNEIAN SOME MORE!! The female actress is also beautiful.. tapi ya.. ok2 saja lah.. hahaa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260359997405051458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SQCNjAwAukI/AAAAAAAAAd0/iq1Ld6kkQIc/s320/2008_05_01_05_Butterfly_Lovers.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The Lead actress cross-dressing as a male student.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260360008515214946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SQCNjqI4XmI/AAAAAAAAAeE/yfNZtUh3lxU/s320/paladin_d03.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NOW THIS IS MY TYPE !! I DONT KNOW WHY!! I PREFER HIM MORE THAN WU ZUN (rightbefore he got obsessive though) ! AND IT'S SUCH A COINCIDENCE HOW I FANCY THE BAD GUYS MORE THAN THE HEROES~ HMMMMM.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Okay, and thennn~ I just researched him and discoveredddd that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HE IS THE BRUNEIAN DUDE WHO GOT INTO FARENHEIT AND WHOM YUM HAVE BEEN TRYING TO PROMOTE TO ME SINCE GOD KNOWS WHEN!!!&lt;strong&gt; AND I SERIOUSLY REGRET NOT BEING INTERESTED IN IT! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260360001507698306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SQCNjQCKJoI/AAAAAAAAAd8/oJFAPH2A7RI/s320/ce825a021b54c0_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;RIGHTOoO~ ONE THING I LOVE ABOUT THE MOVIE: &lt;strong&gt;FIGHTING SCENES WERE DAMN COOL, MAN!&lt;/strong&gt; Seriously.. they were all good. Bigger cinematic screen gave me an advantage to watch it even better :D . I am so proud how Wu Zun can move like that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt; COOOOOOL BRABIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And then I researched more about the story behind this movie.. Rupa2nya .. the story of Butterfly Lovers was made like a very long ago.. a classic composition, a legend. No wonder, I found some scenes to have been &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"ancient". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And also the ending.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me: "&lt;em&gt;Af.. ko tau apa artinya &lt;strong&gt;'STUPID'&lt;/strong&gt;?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Afnie: "Apa?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me: "TU NAH .. ENDINGNYA AH!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ok, sorry for the spoiler. Hahaha.. tapi not MY kind sajaa! I think it'd be the majority's love though.. Ehehehe.. so no worries aight ;) movie is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;STILLLLLLLLLL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; spleendddidd! WATCH IT PEOPLE, SUPPORT SI WU ZUN! I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; heard he was at Empire early this week and was allowing people to meet him there... people who have the tickets to his movie saja :P . DAMN! OPPORTUNITY LIKE THIS IS LIKE .. bleee. Kalau si Yumni, mati2an kali kan k Empire tu~ .. haha .. she doesn't like to miss this kind of opportunity (meeting celebrities) !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ti Amo by 炎亞綸 &amp;amp; 劉力揚:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qd8Rs6bvWt0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qd8Rs6bvWt0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ok, the first part was an okay but if you reach its chorus, right when Jade starts singing &lt;em&gt;'Ti Amoo Ti Quiero~'&lt;/em&gt;, the song just give chills all over me! She's really &lt;u&gt;TALENTED&lt;/u&gt; . So nice her voice laa. M falling for her :P &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Liu Li Yang/Jade~ :) ! Even the kids love it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7456889651874032555-6243966716973311778?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6243966716973311778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=6243966716973311778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/6243966716973311778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/6243966716973311778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/10/butterfly-lovers.html' title='The Butterfly Lovers'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SQCOyDxzKSI/AAAAAAAAAec/yL0AzimSBUg/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-881577934295045659</id><published>2008-10-23T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:58:13.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemistry Practical</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Jah.. sihat usulnya jerawat mu atu, jah"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So far no one have commented like that :P . I can imagine them saying it though! HAHAHA kalau ada, abis ku tarik spendednya!!! Tapi er.. they did say other stuff like &lt;em&gt;"Eh bisai eh.. masak jerawatnya aah!" . &lt;/em&gt;And yes, another jerawat have established on my face and guess where!! OH YOU KNOW WHERE!!! &lt;strong&gt;YES, YUM! THAT IS WHERE!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Anyways, I was the &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt; LOWER SIX STUDENT today. Ehehe, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cool&lt;/span&gt; pulang. I got to talk to the &lt;strong&gt;U6 students&lt;/strong&gt;. Fahim especially. Then there was that Mr. Doodey's friend, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Syu'aib&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;My god, beautiful name right!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(respect man... nama nabi, as they say)&lt;/em&gt; Hahaha .. nicknamenya &lt;strong&gt;syubu&lt;/strong&gt; tapi .. which er.. haha.. m not a big fan of ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Practical Exam was .. uh.. let's just say,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HECTIC&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First question was on titration but I wasn't allowed to do that first and I think that's a good thing, cause the Second question was soooo... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;UNFAMILIAR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Langsung new to me!! Drawing up the boxes for the results were good though ;) I've been worrying most about that and thank god, I got through it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Results achieved from the second practical was also done well! &lt;em&gt;Woohoo!&lt;/em&gt; As in checking for its accuracy was &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; good . tapi the calculation, I assume, was &lt;em&gt;furked&lt;/em&gt; up. wait.. lemme just recall banar2... Ah... wait.. &lt;strong&gt;not so&lt;/strong&gt; furked up. &lt;em&gt;Phew &lt;/em&gt;But you know.. I can be wrong ;( 'cause practical stuff is &lt;em&gt;reaaaaaaaaaaaally&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;unpredictable&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Third question was slightly &lt;strong&gt;crappy&lt;/strong&gt; but I got the results correctly but the part where we had to work out the chemical properties of the two cations... I think.. i &lt;strong&gt;THINK&lt;/strong&gt; I may have got one part of it wrong. Then they asked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"A gas is evolved in this reaction:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hydrogen, Carbon Dioxide OR Oxygen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;According to its density, which gas should be approriately tested first and explain the reason to your answer"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;At the first 2 minutes, I was panicking like shit. And this was the very time when I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dropped&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;FA5 powder&lt;/strong&gt; onto my answer paper :( . So the whole thing became &lt;strong&gt;VERY VERY&lt;/strong&gt; messy. So anyways, I finally thought it through and decided to work out each of the gases' density &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(I assumed that's how we work it out ATLEAST!! haha.. I CAN'T REMEMBER !)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . Worked out that Hydrogen is &lt;em&gt;most densed&lt;/em&gt; one and the Carbon Dioxide, least densed (that is if my method was even correct!! HAHA) . And after thinking it through over n over, I finally decided to depend on this answer: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since Hydrogen is one with the highest density amongst the three gases, this gas would escape the fastest. Hence, it should be the first one to be tested. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It does sound pretty logical, no? But frankly, I have no idea if that is even true. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If it is, I'd name the method &lt;strong&gt;"PIJAH PUNYA METHOD"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :P . Hopefully it is anyway........ &lt;em&gt;ARGH!&lt;/em&gt; Then it was also continued with further box-drawings and identities! EEE~ and I think I got through them well. And... the last part... well yeah, I missed it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's a stupid thing to have missed the 3marks question 'cause... it was something that I could have made up so easily even without doing the experiment!! AND I STUPIDLY LEFT THE QUESTION 1 MINUTE PRIOR TO THE END OF EXAM! OH Well, there goes those 3 easy marks!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;First question was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;titration&lt;/span&gt;. Been practising on its sort of question (very common from the past papers) for the whole 2 weeks and I...... screwed it all up. That dissapoints me truly .. I may have got the whole readings correctly. But the calculations bit were all.. furked up. Wait wait.. lemme recall... yep, FURKkkKkkeD Up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But now thinking all of it thoroughly, I was satisfied with my whole effort and hopefully I'd get atleast better now =) ..well.. despite the fact that my answer sheet is all messy and very dirty from the FA5 powder and also the fact that it nearly got burnt. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Imagine if it &lt;u&gt;DID&lt;/u&gt; get burn! the whole class would be in a massacre! hahahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I am also very proud of myself that no breaking sound can be heard from my table :P (I always manage to break something during a practical).. Thank God I didn't. &lt;strong&gt;I KNOW I'M CLUMSY.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I did get burnt&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;.. (part of my arm is blackened) by the blue flame at the very end of the experiment. I didn't care if it hurt or not because I was worried about EVERYTHING . hahaha. And now, it leaves another beautiful scar on my arm . WANNA SEE :P However cool it is (GILA KALI).. I still prefer my former scar (from MIGS) caused by the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;strong Sulphuric Acid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which lead to this heart shape on my arm..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I admired it for many weeks :) (CONFIRM GILA ANAK NI HAHAHA) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Right, sorry for the boring crap. It helps me to release tension :) . I am just brainstorming here. So, you know .. dont force yourself to go through all :P hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7456889651874032555-881577934295045659?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/881577934295045659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=881577934295045659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/881577934295045659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/881577934295045659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/10/chemistry-practical.html' title='Chemistry Practical'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-5644386310377508875</id><published>2008-10-21T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T05:11:15.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confidence...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Believe that you can do it and only then, you can be calm....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A wise man (boy in the outside :P) said that to me this afternoon. He's a one funny guy. Most of his words are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wise&lt;/span&gt; and honest &lt;strong&gt;(something that's rare to find in guys of his age... seriously)&lt;/strong&gt;. He's sensitive, though..... But I know how most of the women are &lt;em&gt;crazed&lt;/em&gt; for that sort of thing. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAHAHA. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;4.30 was ze tuition... and I realised how I have lost my confidence in doing any &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;practicals&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Partly because experiences were not much... and that many grave mistakes were done during the June Paper that caused me the reasonable &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt; . Hence, the words were given to me up there.And I think I'm feeling a lot better. Those were the &lt;strong&gt;words&lt;/strong&gt; I myself &lt;em&gt;used to &lt;/em&gt;say, but I dont know where that part of me went........ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Or probably I've been refusing to think anything......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I better get prepared. Exams are incredibly scary. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND IT &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;effin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ANNOYS ME BIG TIME WHEN SOMEONE SAYS THAT "WE DO NOT NEED &lt;strong&gt;LUCKS&lt;/strong&gt; IN OUR EXAMS .. SO &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD LUCKS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ARE NOT NECESSARY! BECAUSE EXAMS DEPEND ON OUR &lt;strong&gt;PAST EFFORT&lt;/strong&gt; AND ONLY THAT!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To those who have one mind with this person, I just feel like digging some soils up to feed you with it. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;EXAMS STILL NEED LUCK! WHAT IF YOU HAVE &lt;strong&gt;PANIC ATTACK&lt;/strong&gt;?? OR THE &lt;strong&gt;'MENTAL BLOCK'&lt;/strong&gt;?? WHAT IF YOU HAVE THE WORST KIND OF INVIGILATORS (PRACTICALS CASES) ? WHAT IF YOU ENCOUNTER LACK OF CONFIDENCE ?? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Also, we get encouraged when friends shout out their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'goodlucks'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to us. It prevents us from thinking any bad lucks (as mentioned) that can occur to us. We feel more calmed and enligthened from any pressure we get. And that is how supports from the loved ones are &lt;strong&gt;VERY IMPORTANT.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;All that said, I wish &lt;strong&gt;GOODLUCK&lt;/strong&gt; to everyone for their upcoming exams ;) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS. Time for a late shower :P&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;awu .. lurus2 .. wajib dberitahu. LOL&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/7456889651874032555-5644386310377508875?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/5644386310377508875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=5644386310377508875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/5644386310377508875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/5644386310377508875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/10/confidence.html' title='Confidence...'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-4683210112816026829</id><published>2008-10-20T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T02:36:49.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VF-AtIugofs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VF-AtIugofs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The best of &lt;strong&gt;Wonder Girls!&lt;/strong&gt; =) . I &lt;u&gt;used to&lt;/u&gt; listen to this like 24 hours a day man... &lt;em&gt;(awu bah, exaggeration bah! ....... &lt;strong&gt;atu pun..&lt;/strong&gt; eheh).&lt;/em&gt; And now that she's gone, I miss it and also ofcourse the person who promoted it :PPP .. And I still love the MV. Very sophisticated. The dance moves are &lt;/span&gt;like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;super WOW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I have no mood to get myself updated with KMusic anymore. Actually, I hardly ever did~ it was &lt;strong&gt;my roommate&lt;/strong&gt; who got me the songs. And they were all relaxing... One of my ingredients to good sessions of studying. Sadly... I just can't have that sort of thing anymore :( . But we'll see that in one month time.... right ;) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ps.&lt;/strong&gt; YANG CALINYA VIDEO ANI, RIGHT WHEN si JYP WAS BERIA-ING, ada tedangar bunyi tainya keluar!! mahal tu aahh hahahaha! &lt;em&gt;now that's something!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7456889651874032555-4683210112816026829?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4683210112816026829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=4683210112816026829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/4683210112816026829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/4683210112816026829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/10/best-of-wonder-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-199927183728262826</id><published>2008-10-20T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T01:52:03.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nokia Nokiaaa~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the newest &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOKIA PC SUITE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;em&gt;DAMMNNN&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;neat&lt;/strong&gt;!! Seee kaann~ Nokia is cool bah! Jaantah kan bali those other kinds bah.. I tried to convince the whole class back in &lt;strong&gt;KL&lt;/strong&gt;... but ofcourse...... none listened to my so-called &lt;em&gt;bull crap&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;which it hardly is, man&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;hehe.&lt;/em&gt; but stillll~ to those who are willing to listen! nokia atu bagus baahh! well erm.. i dont have &lt;em&gt;major points&lt;/em&gt; to back me up :P but tapi kan.... you know... you can survive with it bah and it's all good for you (lau radiation, sama tah jua pulang nda baiknya hahahaha). Anyways, &lt;strong&gt;Ceramah will be continued...&lt;/strong&gt; err... soon. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So, kan~ why I'm complimenting its neatness is that .. I finally got to upload my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 months pictures&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that have been &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bangas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;ing in zees phone of mine. And off courshe, ada foto2 yg mashih ku fakai brashes (talking in braces mode :P). Ehehe, Hmm.. And yes, I'm too lazy to post 'em :P . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259145273452962898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPw8wxZWpFI/AAAAAAAAAc8/z20g51Cgo28/s320/19102008(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yesterday, I think it was such a good luck to have seen a rainbow that close &amp;amp; clearly. It's safe to say that it was a first time to see it hampir banar =) so I took a pic of it with my &lt;strong&gt;"NOKIA"&lt;/strong&gt; phone :PP (cuba kamu liat~ even the quality of the picture boleh tahan jua kan? - sampat lagi tu) . So right, I got so excited over zat rainbow because si Barney has been influencing me with his songs!!! And also all the other colourful cartoons. Macam yesterday, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had to endure the ze &lt;strong&gt;Dora the Explorer&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;em&gt;30 mins&lt;/em&gt; ... and she had to save the &lt;em&gt;baby pink dolphin&lt;/em&gt; by bringing her back to ze &lt;em&gt;mother pink dolphin&lt;/em&gt; who lives right where the rainbow comes out from. and OMG, the journey had its obstacles like ze waterfall!! And as an audience, I had to navigate her (ENERGETICALLY!) to go left and right and good thing she listened to me, &lt;strong&gt;THANK GOD!&lt;/strong&gt; :PPP &lt;em&gt;She listens well.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was also watching the album of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'LAME PARIEHS'.&lt;/span&gt; This group of people is one of the most talented people I've ever seen performing through HANDPHONES. &lt;/strong&gt;Like seriously, they'd win mTV if they were to join it!! I'd get their autographs in miliseconds if I see them! My compliments to you people :PPPPPPP . &lt;strong&gt;Only one person knows what random tai I'm saying.. Ehehee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Something v. sweet:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The fragrance of our friendship,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sweeter than the morning dew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The radiance of our friendship,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Twinkles prettier than young stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That day I met you, my heart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;opened up,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Warm thoughts and firm trust permeates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;through us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The deepest secrets we revealed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The deeper crushes lie concealed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As days passes by, my heart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sang out, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Realised I had found a rare friend &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in you, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You who calmy hears my sorrows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You who brightens up tomorrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alas, soon one day I shall say &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good Bye,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Nostalgic memories will fade away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I wrote this poem to show you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And hope it would truly please you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The beauty of our friendship,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Full of grace, like a butterful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The secret of our Friendship,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Bittersweet and just implicit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank You =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OFF TO SCHTUDY :D.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7456889651874032555-199927183728262826?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/199927183728262826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=199927183728262826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/199927183728262826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/199927183728262826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/10/nokia-nokiaaa.html' title='Nokia Nokiaaa~'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPw8wxZWpFI/AAAAAAAAAc8/z20g51Cgo28/s72-c/19102008(007).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-1495319398334588798</id><published>2008-10-19T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T02:12:39.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm such a rajin Blogger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Why is it that I tend to blog more when Exam approaches?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Did nothing much for the day. I had a great intention to raya at one of my best friends', Nurul Ain. However, I had problems with transportation and also with the fact that a v. V. LAST MINUTE CALL for tuition came up. Pfft. LOL. But atleast, I managed to revise through my STATS. Sorry, Ain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy went to jog at &lt;strong&gt;Damuan&lt;/strong&gt; after that. Knowing nothing of the plan, I wore &lt;em&gt;Baju Kurung&lt;/em&gt;. Antah mengapa. Hahaha.. just in the mood, I guess. So, I planned to stroll around and just take few shots of the place. That wouldn't be possible as well. *Sigh, my left foot is temporarily disabled and I don't wanna be seen walking like a &lt;strong&gt;CLOWN&lt;/strong&gt;. So, I just continued my STATS in the car and listened to Bruneian radio, Crystal FM. There was this competition to win the tickets to watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HSM3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;at &lt;strong&gt;Empire&lt;/strong&gt;. And I was thinking of taking part since them kids crazed for the movie :D . hehehe. But &lt;em&gt;naaaah&lt;/em&gt;, I malas listen to radio :P .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259158526787217026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPxI0N6eZoI/AAAAAAAAAdM/pPTQ4R4_Ps4/s320/19102008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Holding a pen atu kira belajar lah tu... eheh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259159471952494114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPxJrO7b_iI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Gvu6K_7nJZ0/s320/19102008(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And noo.. that's my &lt;strong&gt;angan2 look&lt;/strong&gt; .. not my &lt;strong&gt;study look&lt;/strong&gt; :P .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;My study look = Orang nada mood usulnya :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Went to CA. Mohd after that. Last time I went here was like 3 weeks ago.. with friends. I ordered the usual thing: Roti Telor :P . But my current addiction now is no more &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MILO PINK/ICE MILO&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt; It'sssssssssssssss &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HORLICK PINK!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; OH NYAMM! totally seductive mann! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259158525160755234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPxI0H2skCI/AAAAAAAAAdE/9uoqWNFKruk/s320/19102008(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Anywaysss, I just flicked through Mr. Rare's blog and found his latest post v. important. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Quran&lt;/strong&gt; had mentioned that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;every each one of us have our own flaws&lt;/span&gt;. He then continued with a Prophet saying that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Barangsiapa yang menutup aib orang laen, Allah akan menutup aibnya"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whoever co&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vers the flaws of the others will have his or her flaws coverd by Allah&lt;/em&gt;. I think what it's saying there is that we should &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;respect&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the others of their flaws instead of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;publicising&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IN OUR MODERN LANGUAGE, it'd be...&lt;strong&gt; KIDS! STOP BIT*HING ABOUT!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(backstabbing!) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or&lt;/strong&gt; IN BRUNEI, &lt;strong&gt;ADANG TAH&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;NGUCAP! !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I seriously want to improve myself by working on that. Insyaallah. I have said this once before in my previous blog ... &lt;em&gt;we must accept people's flaws and try to adapt to it. &lt;/em&gt;Thank You, Mr. Rare for posting that one up. Good lesson for me :) .&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*Sigh.. Three days of holiday is gone now.... Tomorrow, I have many things to do in mind ie. ask series of questions to the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hmm... I hope I would get some serious answers from them 'cause maybe then I can decide &lt;strong&gt;FOR REAL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;To the person who had succesfully made the "SUSHI BOMB" . Congratulations :D .. Just don't ever let that thing come CLOSER than &lt;u&gt;5 MILES&lt;/u&gt; to me. Eyekkhh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Currently addicted to&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P.Pop's &lt;strong&gt;BUKAN SUPERSTAR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7456889651874032555-1495319398334588798?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1495319398334588798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=1495319398334588798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/1495319398334588798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/1495319398334588798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-such-rajin-blogger.html' title='I&apos;m such a rajin Blogger.'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPxI0N6eZoI/AAAAAAAAAdM/pPTQ4R4_Ps4/s72-c/19102008(005).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-2927238314208340898</id><published>2008-10-18T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T09:17:33.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploring further.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today was quite fun. Fun in a sense that... I haven't been out for a long time and that I have been wishing for a &lt;i&gt;fresh air&lt;/i&gt;! I joined my parents to the hospital. My dad had to go for a check-up while I managed to revise through alot of the chemistry syllabus. My weak parts are at &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Equilibria&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and few of the equations which needs to be &lt;u&gt;memorised.&lt;/u&gt; Sigh. There's just a LOT but generally, I am satisfied with all the theories now. It's the practical that makes me &lt;b&gt;gulp&lt;/b&gt; 24 hours. And on Thurs, I shall face my destiny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258518567900599506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPoCxtSC1NI/AAAAAAAAAbM/CJx5caobkw8/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This woman made me laugh to death in the car. I WILL TELL YOU WHAT HAPPENED, YUM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258518571110068930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPoCx5PPcsI/AAAAAAAAAbU/1RucRfL3usI/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OMFRIKINGOD!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyways, I finally got to see &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;RIPAS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;after quite a long time. Nothing much have changed. I've always liked the calmness you get here and the people are just nice &lt;i&gt;"Duh..??" &lt;/i&gt;. Went to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PANTAI JERUDONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; then. OMG.. It's been a long time! Hehehe. Actually around a month or so... I went here as well with my sister but it was at a different section (A more peaceful place) . Sigh... I enjoy the cool breeze :) no wonder many couples go here for a date! =P . And I've never experienced that sort of date.. &lt;i&gt;Pfffft!&lt;/i&gt; So, my mum was here for the pasar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258523972080651090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPoHsRa-S1I/AAAAAAAAAcU/KmdlikpxPtE/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One month ago. With Kaka &amp;amp; them!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258523978887840754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPoHsqx7w_I/AAAAAAAAAcc/yamEFioetfg/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I discovered that the building was a part of the &lt;strong&gt;EMPIRE HOTEL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258523978525359410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPoHspbgvTI/AAAAAAAAAck/-TFDVBYqNA0/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258523981292388194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPoHszvOP2I/AAAAAAAAAcs/PXYSg3PC-_0/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAYANA TERSAYANG :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258523980371181538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPoHswTlv-I/AAAAAAAAAc0/ojACGRYN82k/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258518569399879874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPoCxy3gCMI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Cuec5rMXrLc/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;AND THIS WAS THE PASAR WE WENT TO, TODAY :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258518576514367314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPoCyNXuf1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/V7aTxAUDI-E/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tell you what, the further down you go, the more &lt;b&gt;revolting&lt;/b&gt; the smell gets. Haha... indeed, I am not used to it. So as I walking with my camera on my hand and some icky stuff on the other, a familiar tune was suddenly struck into my ears. It was repetitive that gave me some time to realise that it must have been from my past. And then, as I rummaged through the brain, some scenes started to flicker inside my head. I sped up passing the dead fishes and the unhygienic cats and as I raced to its noise, I finally got the name and saw it on its own little van. I was right:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Mister Softy"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I remember a nice guy who worked there whom I first saw at Gadong and saw the next year again (as I returned to Brunei for another holiday) at our Simpang in &lt;em&gt;Jerudong&lt;/em&gt;. He was still as &lt;i&gt;friendly&lt;/i&gt; as ever and I never doubt that he had &lt;strong&gt;forgotten&lt;/strong&gt; me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258518579405971778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPoCyYJI4UI/AAAAAAAAAbs/fClUx2pDyO0/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The one marked in &lt;strong&gt;red circle!&lt;/strong&gt; =D . &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH NYAM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My mouth was watering like hell for it and another brainstorm was formed in my head..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;Man.. that tune sure knows how attract people!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Come on, Jah! You're going to Aminah Arif jua after this! Would you wish to have the curvy kind or the totally roundy one?? EXACTLY MAN, think of how many calories are put in those sweet stuff!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;But... I haven't had those in like 5 years.. back when Adriana was only 2 or 1. And who knows when I'll bump into them again?? :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PFFFFFFFFT! JAH! YOU'RE LIVING IN BRUNEI ALREADY! You're never going to escape this so-called "heaven" of yours. So STOP THINKING and just help your mum pick those fishies.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;Eww.. disgusting man! ..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Leh, atu pun! just dont think more and don't you dare go there.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;But but~ look at this kid beside me... Those creamy stuff he's licking right infront of me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well....... would you look at him go! Hmm, having a lil doesn't really hurt &lt;strong&gt;now to think of it&lt;/strong&gt;, sikit sja tapi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt; But you know, if you think &lt;strong&gt;MOOOREE&lt;/strong&gt; about it, it would seriously be fattening especially since you have that function to go tonight!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And they continue to argue until in the end, it was too late to have any! HAHAHA. And I've been crazy these days. &lt;strong&gt;I talk to myself&lt;/strong&gt; like the convo. up there. I KNOW!! CRAZY RIGHT?? &lt;b&gt;BUT I CAN'T STOP IT! IT HELPS ME TO DECIDE ON THINGS&lt;/b&gt; (considering the fact that I'm indecisive). It seriously works and I even get to &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;bitch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; about someone to myself! HAHAHA.. LIKE "&lt;i&gt;Eh.. orang atu ah.. mmbari sasak eh.. cuba pikirkan hati ORANG KAH!!!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;AWU BAH! PALOI EH!&lt;/i&gt;" Okay .. yeah .. now it seems too crazy.&lt;b&gt; HAHAHA. &lt;/b&gt;I'll stop humiliating now then. And sometimes, &lt;strong&gt;I even think it's the divine voice from above&lt;/strong&gt;. Okay, I'll stop it now. Shit man, that was all too much. &lt;b&gt;Yes, I am crazy..&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;I know I know.&lt;/i&gt; That's it.. I'm stopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258519233198453218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPoDYbtaceI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ES98cqrXPAw/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ANYWAYYYYYYYYYYYS, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aminah Arif&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; then. Met another relative though unfamiliar. He was friendly .. like extremely friendly. HAHAHA I CALL ANYONE THAT NOWADAYS :P It's either "super" or "extremely" . &lt;b&gt;PFFT.&lt;/b&gt; hehe, And rupa2nyaaa~ he's an MD teacher! and I was like.. NO WONDEEERRR I recognise that spec of his :) . And he brought me to a conversation and was really surprised how he seemed close with my parents. Yes, so many surprising things just keep facing me here. Newbie bah.. &lt;strong&gt;Newbie! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258519234237603794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPoDYflKn9I/AAAAAAAAAb8/uGALPoqmOpQ/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258519241720512242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPoDY7dOvvI/AAAAAAAAAcE/K-HitDOy0xk/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The function that night... it was pretty fun. I get to hear some stories and saw my parents having fun with their cliques! The cake was sooo &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Le-Apple-like.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. as in.. GOOD!! Rasa ice creamnya atu sama baah. Suka ku tu! &lt;i&gt;NYAM!&lt;/i&gt; And I saw &lt;u&gt;him.&lt;/u&gt; Alas.... it's been &lt;strong&gt;TOO&lt;/strong&gt; long and unbelievably, I still remember him...an object from my past. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still do..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I leave you with a korean-like picture of Dayana I just took. Hehe, &lt;em&gt;emo berabis!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258519248540146146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPoDZU3KGeI/AAAAAAAAAcM/px_UopP__xw/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TO SIR RICKOOO~ (you know who you are) , I am so worried of that cut you made :( . PLEASE BE CAREFUL NEXT TIME!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TO KWKWWW/YUM/ANAK #6~ DID YOU CALL ? SORRY, ARAH RUMAH TGH. HJ MAIL tadi~~ WE CAME HOME PRETTY LATE. GO ONLINE BAAAAAAHHH :((( . MISS YOU LIKE HELL. AND you will have visitors next week ;) look forward to it k :DDDD . DAMN IT!!! I WANNA GO TO KL MANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!! Righ when I finished dying to live in Brunei, I just miss KL so much.. &lt;strong&gt;malar jua sudah ku cakap kan ? hahaha. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;night lads &amp;amp; lassies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PS. WOOHOO! WHAT AN ACCOMPLISHMENT MANN! I ACTUALLY MANAGED TO PUT FEW PICS UP THERE~ WOHOOO! WOHOOO WOHOO !!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(kes kambang nii)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7456889651874032555-2927238314208340898?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/2927238314208340898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=2927238314208340898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/2927238314208340898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/2927238314208340898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/10/exploring-further.html' title='Exploring further.'/><author><name>Fererra A. Smithers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441115222794210647</uri><email>pijah11_431@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08122000527570284381'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wGNg_tm6O58/SPoCxtSC1NI/AAAAAAAAAbM/CJx5caobkw8/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456889651874032555.post-4056139034486766397</id><published>2008-10-17T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T08:34:52.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Ambung" Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;if you're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HANDSOME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and you treat ze women extremely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;friendly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;you're gonna hurt a lot of them~, seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;somehow, i think being "ambung" is just better for you people =/ .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, despite all that, another &lt;strong&gt;criticism&lt;/strong&gt; had been thrown at me for being &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"ambung"&lt;/span&gt;. LOL, it just brought me back to the old days. I remember doing so to Medina ( &lt;em&gt;Miss you girl )= &lt;/em&gt;) back in MIGS . It was a funny phase during when our friendship had yet to grow. I found Lutec already and have gotten to know most of the friends. So, in my heart, I was like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Aahh~ I don't feel like getting to know any newbies laa."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And hahahaha~ even though, Meddie sat next to me in Chem class ... I just looked the other way and completely ignored her. Maaf ya med! Kok g bisa judess gitu sihh! Hahahaha~ But in the end, I think it was Lutec who brought us together :P . Miss the moments with you two eg. MAKAN ESKRIM AT THE PRIMARY SECTION, DOING OUR SO CALLED &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PREFECT DUTY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :P :P . Hahahaha~ &lt;em&gt;Can we ever bring those days back again :( ?? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And then there goes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MAHSA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, my college before I left Msia for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I saw Hema sitting alone in a class that I was instructed to go into. I put on my friendly mode and started introducing myself to her and chat CHAT chat. Then after 15-30 mins or so, Syu came into the room. And in my heart goes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"I've got Hema already. Hmmm, no need to put on my friendly mode to her lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and only now I'm saying &lt;strong&gt;"WTF WAS WRONG WITH ME??"&lt;/strong&gt; hahahaa. And then, after 5 months... there was Kat~ whom I totally TOTALLY ignored. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WTH???&lt;/span&gt; hahahaa~ I'm so sorry people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll tell you something just to back me up why I'm pretty ambung:&lt;strong&gt; I had the worst experiences during primary.. back in Indonesia. &lt;/strong&gt;I dont want to revive those memories. Other than that, those who are my &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;relatives&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... I know I'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AWFULLY&lt;/span&gt; ambung! Please PLEASE PLEASEEEE, I can't stop it BAH.. I dont know HOW! Hahaha.. there's this one dude who said &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"err.. just BE friendly"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; . Pffft. I'll try atleast ... Too nervous saja .. I get all fidgetty. And then, I'd be enountering a thousand of guilts in me heart. &lt;em&gt;Susah eh Susah! :P &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I just want to say. I've said this thousand times. I make the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WORST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; out of first impressions, mainly for being &lt;em&gt;sombong/ambung&lt;/em&gt;. It's a crazy habit of mine :( but you should all know that, within my heart, I always say &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"I wish I can start a conversation with you... but I just dont know...... how :( "&lt;/span&gt;. But one thing is funny. When I'm friendly, I am known for being TOO friendly that just scare them. ARGH, WHY AM I NOT CONSISTENT, MAN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'd stop whining there :P I wanna insert old pictures here. Tapi kan... again.. Hahaha... I'm too frikin' &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;LAZY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And I'm seriously bummed out from my maths exam. &lt;strong&gt;So moodku = ARGH.&lt;/strong&gt; hehehe. But I'm still nice ... dont worry. Alrighty then, I love you all. Missing those in KL! :) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow, memories I have built there aren't enough. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahaha another sad tone yea? Antah ah... I still feel out of place sometimes here. Pfft. Normal thing when you're still &lt;em&gt;adapting&lt;/em&gt; to it. And tomorrow, there's a school thing at &lt;strong&gt;ICC&lt;/strong&gt; .. and I'm still deciding whether I shall go for it or not. HAHAHA, atu pun! And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG, I just found somehow who's SOOO like me. We have so many things in common. Hahaha~ it's just amazing bah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;My heart to blog is gradually &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;decreasing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Sigh, I feel bad. Goodnight Lads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/7456889651874032555-4056139034486766397?l=la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4056139034486766397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7456889651874032555&amp;postID=4056139034486766397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/4056139034486766397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7456889651874032555/posts/default/4056139034486766397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-vie-imparfaite.blogspot.com/2008/10/ambung-me.html' title='The &quot;Ambung&quot; Me.'/><author><name>Fererra A. 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