<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762</id><updated>2011-12-21T16:04:45.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>allyme</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>145</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-1391462880019776853</id><published>2009-07-18T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T01:31:36.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SmIG4mZjUjI/AAAAAAAABFA/N66pbg9inr8/s1600-h/5576_103075841455_718716455_2704975_6362503_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359854075974472242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SmIG4mZjUjI/AAAAAAAABFA/N66pbg9inr8/s400/5576_103075841455_718716455_2704975_6362503_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SmIG0SvXOnI/AAAAAAAABE4/O3APmSvj_7M/s1600-h/6056_1201744206145_1304762398_30559289_2986190_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359854001977768562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SmIG0SvXOnI/AAAAAAAABE4/O3APmSvj_7M/s400/6056_1201744206145_1304762398_30559289_2986190_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to hold on to something, ill always have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SmHq3Z3HobI/AAAAAAAABEg/V3m4kmyRcrs/s1600-h/5576_103075841455_718716455_2704975_6362503_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-1391462880019776853?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1391462880019776853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=1391462880019776853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/1391462880019776853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/1391462880019776853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-hold-on-to-something-ill-always-have.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SmIG4mZjUjI/AAAAAAAABFA/N66pbg9inr8/s72-c/5576_103075841455_718716455_2704975_6362503_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-5392162909419195032</id><published>2009-07-18T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T01:51:22.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You know how they say no man is an island? I think every man is an island.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;meera&lt;/span&gt; say, my philosophy is not as philosophical as hers. . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; a paradox. wait whats a paradox? oh paragraph with a doctor in it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; currently &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt;-in with two people and talking to two of the most nonsensical humans on the phone while my house is clouded by silence with my sister on the other side of the room as my parents and brother jet off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;jakarta&lt;/span&gt; for the weekend to shop. so here i am alone with the laptop, staying brave, breathing hard and talking to alleviate the silence. lets not be deluded with the circumstances &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;alyah&lt;/span&gt;. be bold be brave. stay safe too. ya ya. okay here i am in the middle of the early morning blogging and doing things that should have been done earlier yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; going to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ZOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HERE COMES THE ANIMAL FAMILY.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;woof and meows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I met up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sufiah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;raudhah&lt;/span&gt; after school, at 5.00PM at central. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Rre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; come, and yes, you so owe us something, maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bb&lt;/span&gt; tea or your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;nokia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt;. had fun talking and bitching and complaining and laughing out loudly at the usual "secondary school" hang out place, which is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; yesterday to all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;yesteryears&lt;/span&gt;. boring, get a new site kiddos, this one's old and aging. So me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;rau&lt;/span&gt; scout the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;pasir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ris&lt;/span&gt; area and found ms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;lim&lt;/span&gt; bee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hwee&lt;/span&gt; in school and we chatted with her about the so called inspiring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;ISH&lt;/span&gt;: indoor school sports hall. its sounds like some special &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;IMH&lt;/span&gt; faculty. pretty true &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; you think? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;HAHH&lt;/span&gt;. i had a good time. lets do this more babes. kiddos in our hearts for all time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OKAY, HEY, BOYS ARE CUT FLOWERS, LETS SELL OUT THE BROTHERHOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Meera&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Huibin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Yixuan&lt;/span&gt; surprised me with a birthday cake down my block on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;burfday&lt;/span&gt; night. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Huibin&lt;/span&gt; called me down and brought me to the sitting area, and yes, i screamed and cried and laughed. tried to blow the candle but maybe it was the carbon dioxide exhaled from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Yixuan&lt;/span&gt; that did the work, since he held the cake near him. HAPPY BIRTHDAY. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;yeay&lt;/span&gt;. we sat down, light up some candles, played with fire and talked about the good old days. its really fun and i love it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;reminiscene&lt;/span&gt; of the past. sweet and bitter, makes it all sour yet spicy. whatever that means. apparently my dad could here us talk from the 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; floor. AWESOME OR WHAT. of course, if you people know us that well, you would be immune to our level of noise. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Yixuan&lt;/span&gt; still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;hadn't&lt;/span&gt; break his voice while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;meera&lt;/span&gt; stayed negative and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;huibin&lt;/span&gt;, well, she's a bore. not whore. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;HUAHAH&lt;/span&gt;. And because of chatting with them, i ended up having to complete &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;EOM&lt;/span&gt; the next day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;dengan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;pertolongan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;dari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;kakakku&lt;/span&gt; yang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;amat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;dicintai&lt;/span&gt;. thank you guys for remembering my birthday. love you to bits and small pieces, maybe the pieces i tore were big since i only work well with gadgets like a scissors or a ruler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and thank you to 4/8 for purposely wishing me at the last minute of my birthday. thank you for ganging up and making me sad the whole day since less than 5 of you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;smsed&lt;/span&gt; me. thanks ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my life is like a homogenous pack of circus goers. going oooo then ahhh as the trampoliner goes from left to right, down and up and side to up, side to down. imy life is a complete bore. it doesnt complete me. and pfft. two more years. is this analytically-militarilized or what? Nah, i can complain no more. it could make things worse. but to bother, feels like an adsorption of substances into my viral genes (virulence makes viruses turn viral). so then, before we sleep and go back to God, lets just say, we are all left in oysters. open it and you may die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the house is empty. the house is cold. if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; a princess, you must be old.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sing till dusk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i miss the way we laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;till you find your heroic path,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; search for our destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;humour makes my world go round. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Medication&lt;/span&gt; is an understatement.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-5392162909419195032?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5392162909419195032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=5392162909419195032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5392162909419195032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5392162909419195032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-know-how-they-say-no-man-is-island.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-3672119392305941607</id><published>2009-07-14T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:55:09.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SlyElQnEHZI/AAAAAAAABEY/OvIsDiEX48c/s1600-h/edwestwickbirthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358303432312888722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SlyElQnEHZI/AAAAAAAABEY/OvIsDiEX48c/s320/edwestwickbirthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALYAH&lt;/span&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-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;FROM DEAREST ED WESTWICK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id3342"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;AWWWWW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Isnt just westwick the most cutest hottie EVER! Thanks dearest. Okay so today was A MAOR MAJOR BLAST. okay FYI, i have about 13minutes to type before i start on Malay. Anyways, here goes. So I happily did my homework till like 12plus AM and the first sms was from MING RONG. thank you dear. and from mid night onwards, the messages came flowing in. Happy Burfday! YEAY. yes i do feel old right this minute but hey, dying was what each of us are waiting for. so why not embrace it early? HAHA. So the old and new friends wished me, and i was really overwhelmed with the number of smses and the people that still remembered! Zaharah, Meiling, Naeem, Denise, and so much more. PEEPS from Tpjc, Hanan, LiY, Nabilah and of course, dearest Shazni too. it was just an awesome feeling. and being the cute little princess that i am, i made a few wishes to God hoping that he'll fulfill it. well, He did fulfill some, but theres just one more. One more. But its okay, maybe i was whispering when wishing it. Anyways, I came to school and Nadia Shar Firza wore their soccer Diadora bag while Mard, exclusively waited for her debut next week. Nadia gave me a cake and a card. so sweet! and Shar began to do her work, ignoring me. i was like...hmm, okay, weird. So while walking up to LT 5, Isha promised me Macdonalds for my treat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So temperature taking was as usual at LT5. I walked up the stairs to the top row and Jun Yin stop me. And the whole row of seats that was filled with 24 of my classmates sang me A BIRTHDAY SONG! AWWWW! I was like, cant this get any better! its AWESOME! tears. Theresa gave me a Lollipop while Pei Yi, officially re-recognize our BEST FRIEND-SHIP-SHIP. AMAZING. Wan Ling gave me her sweet. and the day got better with ME scoring 66/100 FOR MALAY paper 2 and 43/60 for Paper 1. i was like, okay, soooo unexpected. HELLO. its malay. i so dont speak it 24/7.. but Ghazali got 73 for his second paper, and i was like..ahh, okay? HAHA. well, it was amazing. during break time, Evelynn bought me CHOCO swiss roll and she pplaced a candle on the cute roll and she and Jun Yin tried to light it up. and OMG! i forgot to make a wish, so i told Jun yin to light it up again! ahahah, it was thhee sweetest moment ever. WOOH. so we all had a great talk about childhood- Teletubby drama and barbie dolls. I couldnt see how my muscles could totally stay rigid from all the smiling. YIPPPE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I went up to (OMG, HEEQMAH JUST WISHED ME!!!) namira and asked her whether she forgotten something. ohh before that, i asked syaf, GFFN, if today was a special day. haha, she gave me the "i so know it but i do dont wanna say it" look. and yes, HAPPY BURFDAY, HUGS AND KISSES CAME FLYING. and NAMIRA!!! she gave me the most prettiest pink mirrored bangle and....wait for it...Chilli sauce. yes, you read that right, Chilli sauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Alyah: Namira, whats the chilli sauce doing in the bag?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Namira: Oh, just like the chilli sauce, you make my life, everything better. and she said something like, "i say the most cheesiest things ever". (yes you do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I AM SO TOUCHED NAMIRA! I didnt expect her to buy me a gift! what are friends for! 10 years of awesome friendship. I am soo touched. tear drops on my guitar girl. xoxo. and and , the best have yet to come, just wait!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SOOOOOOOO, Suhaindah was like, wishing me the typical birthday gift, i was like BORING. you so can do better. AND YOU KNOW WHAT SHE DID??!!!!! SHE WROTE A PLACARD BEARING "HAPPY BURFDAY ALYAH" AND FLASHED IT ON HER HEAD DURING ECONS, RIGHT ACROSS THE OTHER SIDE OF THE LT4!!! i was like... omg, hands down people, this is the shit. THANK YOU. i couldnt help laughing. thank god, the econs teacher hadnt notice the muted noises across the LT4. haha, everywhere, people who i didnt know, wished me happy burfday. and the excitemet came to its maximum at the end of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Okay, Nadia waited for me outside my last class and told me that we had to meet KP at the canteen. so i was like, canteen...ni mesti happy burfday surprise just like Nadia and Mard's birthday. So while walking down towards the canteen. I saw. I saw what i had tried to avoid the whole time in school. no eye contacts, nothing. and.. yeah, I saw. and I felt that I could feel so much more, but I just couldnt let myself be brought down to negative scale of emotional foundation level. And i turned away. Away from one thing that was something that I had always wanted. Away from emotions and yes, fear. So whatever, the end. so i got to the canteen and there was no cake, just people sitting doing homeowork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then, the inevitable came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;From the back, KP and shar pop the pills and i screamed. HAPPY BURFDAY! OMG, POPS HERE AND THERE! and all the beloved were there. from Nadia, KP, Shar to Lollipop, Midget, from razeef to Rahman, From sze ern, soleil to Mard. and the best part was that, there aint no cake. KP made NUTELLA BREAD, and they bought cereals! of honey starsm, coco and fruitloops. yeap, this time, i did cry. AWWWW, it was just awesome. Azmi was screaming the burfday song at the top of his lungs. hahah, and it was just a great feeling. KP then poured honey stars into MY BREAD! adn we ate like fatso club. Shar was like saying: "kiter girls tak move from this tempat makan pun". and Rahman maybe was on a diet or just manggis to come and take the food. haha, i was touched. touched to even somewhere where my heart couldnt even desire to contain. it is joy that isnt for pleasure, but for a great memory that keeps you awake at 17 years old. thank you so much for today girls guys, gays, homos whoevers, thank you. XOXO. with much love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SO me and nadia and KP took bus3 while shar went home with Ann Marie. it was awesome to theee core. we meet Abang Cina in the bus. AND HE LOOKED AT US! AHHHHHHHHHHH! Best sight ever. i think he smiled at me. wait no no. saya "stick" to aussies. No asians ahh. well, we had fun chatting in the bus, drop off at downtown and walked. met seniors tpjc: sab and aisyah. Nadia went home and me and KP continued. It was major fun with her. felt like the old times, only that we can talk eye to eye now. hhaah, AISHAH!!!!! Pixie lott. what would my mama do.. oh oh ohh oh, then will i take razeef...oh oh ohh oh. shant reveal the first part! hahahaha. and you know what! at central we met RRE and SHAKILA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WHITE SANDS PRIMARY SCHOOL REUNION AT CENTRAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So we chatted for awhile, the four of us. from boys from each school and so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id3590"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TO BE CONTINUED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id3593"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-3672119392305941607?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3672119392305941607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=3672119392305941607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3672119392305941607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3672119392305941607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-alyah-from-dearest-ed.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SlyElQnEHZI/AAAAAAAABEY/OvIsDiEX48c/s72-c/edwestwickbirthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-4310168239990611510</id><published>2009-07-12T01:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T01:39:44.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SljMULuxMvI/AAAAAAAABEQ/TCD-Jq5uAgE/s1600-h/leighton-and-jess.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357256403875607282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SljMULuxMvI/AAAAAAAABEQ/TCD-Jq5uAgE/s320/leighton-and-jess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HILARY DUFF IN GOSSIP GIRL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thats worst than Zac Efron's hair in HSM1. and she's going to be Dan Humprey's love interest for awhile and also V's roommate at NYU. talk about friends to hook ups! apparently she plays Olivia. A movie star who cuts back on her socialites to find peace in a normal life. and Dan doesnt know about her being a huge movie star. talk about real-life coincidences huh. this is plain wicked. i do hope she acts her part right, since all of Dan's ex, other than Serena, wasnt well-like by viewers. so much have been going on in the insides of Gossip Girl Season 3. hope to see Blair and Chuck running down the aisle in lover's paradise soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id193"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id433"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Till then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I'd like to run off with an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AUSSIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-4310168239990611510?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4310168239990611510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=4310168239990611510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4310168239990611510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4310168239990611510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/07/noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SljMULuxMvI/AAAAAAAABEQ/TCD-Jq5uAgE/s72-c/leighton-and-jess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-2572424886687588910</id><published>2009-07-10T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:13:06.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SldMP6gMkjI/AAAAAAAABEI/TCElq3n9wSk/s1600-h/up-close-and-taylor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356834118066541106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SldMP6gMkjI/AAAAAAAABEI/TCElq3n9wSk/s320/up-close-and-taylor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; this is how we do it girls.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;shady rock-ess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-2572424886687588910?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2572424886687588910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=2572424886687588910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/2572424886687588910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/2572424886687588910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-how-we-do-it-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SldMP6gMkjI/AAAAAAAABEI/TCElq3n9wSk/s72-c/up-close-and-taylor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-4653274193652427967</id><published>2009-07-10T21:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:09:08.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the last 10mins, I've been hit by an ant. It was SO worth it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O-M-G.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Im finally back like since forever. 3 cheers now. anyways, the reason/s for my AWOL actions was/were because im pretty busy trying to catch up on my Dvd series. so with that, i can officially announce to everyone that im done watching Gossip Girl till the very end of season 2 and of course 90210. OMG. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;LIAM!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(shamaine, he's mine so now we are officially in the battlefield) &lt;/em&gt;And with that, my life is FINALLY fulfilled. who needs cash or eye-mos when you have the whole house to yourself for a day? yes, im down with flu today and boy, was it such a pleasure feeling sick. let me tell you why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST ONE NOSE, COULD FEEL SO WRONG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yesterday, i came down with flu. it was an "off and on" experience. i really wanted to come TO school today to see RMODEL and do some &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;brotherhood signals with Khairiah&lt;/span&gt;, but unfortunately, due to my &lt;em&gt;"unwilling"&lt;/em&gt; feeling of being a diligent singaporean, i decided to stay at home. to be safe at least, rather than having to answer a billion and three questions about H1N1 in school if i were to ever sneeze when there's a teacher in sight. So around 8am, Dad send me to the polyclinic where the verbal drill of H1N1 began with the nurses and more nurses and more questions and more one word answers. and HEY, &lt;strong&gt;let me tell you, i so wore a mask please.&lt;/strong&gt; I am such a diligent singaporean. well, so the nurses ran through blood pressure and lung capacity checks and asthma test. and you know whats the worst part of all the three? yeay you guess it wrong. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its the blood pressure test&lt;/span&gt;. OMG pls. the machine totally squeezed my arm. i swear my left arm looks smaller than the right. maybe i lost 2kg from the test. haha, anyways, it was really painful. like breathing with your gills, nose and mouth all at once in one minute. and after that i had the lung capacity test. they clip your thumb to a small machine. it was preety cool, but the beeping sounds were really nerve-wrecking. like as if its your heart beating at the speed of light. okay, so after all the tests, i met the doctor, she gave me the usual pills and after 45minutes, im back at home, marathoning all the way. i was trying to stay awake since the medications made me really drowsy. like totaly. i think the dosage was too much. and i ate alot. guilty pleasure right on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STEP IN AND DANCE WITH PRINCE FROGGY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i failed my biology. yes ah. but im disappointed. come on, i studied for one whole damn month and people who studied for just a week, scored higher than me. i think its the way i study. maybe its wrong or ineffective or whatever. other than that, im sober for a minute and the next, i know its going to be okay since its only the first major exam in school anyways. and other than that, i got back my GP essay.. you know i was really hoping for better grades, but it feels like all my hard work's gone to waste just like that. I don't know. I don't want to lose that inspiring inspiration in me to study right here, right now. maybe im just too hard on myself, like i always am. ohhhh. anyways, &lt;strong&gt;i got a new GP teacher &lt;/strong&gt;and BOY, is she a 10/10 wreck! Wreck in a good way. her accent's pretty smooth, her dressing, boring black but she wears them with a glow. her posture's pretty neat. go easy on the steps. her shoes are scaly and rocking-not-that-high. And she's gonna give me an A for Gp for A levels for sure. and you know what, she's someone you hate to like but you have to? feel me? She goes rough verbally but every male loves it that way. Jai kept talking about her and made Hadi irritated. HAH. for sure. and then chem is still chem. maths is still maths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And malay? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WOW&lt;/span&gt;, oral's over and i can celebrate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taking Meditation to the Court.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I played tennis with namira's class and i had so much fun. played doubles and then singles with Si En and at couple of times, triples with the guys. i kept laughing and laughing. the boys were really funny and all of us had a hard time smashing the ball or even hiting in the box. and Namira, dear girl, being tall doesnt help at all. in the end, i think Namira needed some remedy and it came in the form of meditating in the middle of the tennis court. &lt;strong&gt;I had SOOO MUCH FUN.&lt;/strong&gt; we should do this every week! ;) So other than that, school's nothing much actually. pretty quiet and empty without the Jc2s. And you know what, school's going to get alot worst next week onwards for sure. i think im already screaming in my head since yesteryear. all hail to books and more books. all social networks to be put on hold.*click.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 MORE DAYS TO SEXXAY17.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So 16 was sweet. 17 is sexy and 18, everything and anything in this world, shall be made legal to you. I've been such a mean girl since i was asking people for my birthday gifts. I want :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A)&lt;/strong&gt; A rattan bag for school, really big and out of this world kind! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B)&lt;/strong&gt; 10 pairs of earrings from Diva &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C)&lt;/strong&gt; PASTAMANIA TREAT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D)&lt;/strong&gt; Ipod holder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E)&lt;/strong&gt; sundress and the list goes on and on. it seems like i have everything in this world, but you know, there's always room for more. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, got a watch from sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;till then,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERRY BITRTHDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-4653274193652427967?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4653274193652427967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=4653274193652427967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4653274193652427967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4653274193652427967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-last-10mins-ive-been-hit-by-ant.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-9016760416440720474</id><published>2009-06-25T11:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T11:31:27.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkLtboMYDAI/AAAAAAAABEA/We3hWM5BsaY/s1600-h/5054_94123366455_718716455_2549544_4806134_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351100366171147266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkLtboMYDAI/AAAAAAAABEA/We3hWM5BsaY/s320/5054_94123366455_718716455_2549544_4806134_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkLtbP-n2PI/AAAAAAAABD4/0qTVNU_oTnE/s1600-h/5054_94123336455_718716455_2549539_2713054_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351100359671011570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkLtbP-n2PI/AAAAAAAABD4/0qTVNU_oTnE/s320/5054_94123336455_718716455_2549539_2713054_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;evening fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about new beginnings is that they require something elso to end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I dont want to go back to school. because of tests, homework, asignments, this and that. term 3's gonna take us to a whole new level. More so its July. hot sunny hazy weathery month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-9016760416440720474?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/9016760416440720474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=9016760416440720474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/9016760416440720474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/9016760416440720474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/06/evening-fun-thing-about-new-beginnings.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkLtboMYDAI/AAAAAAAABEA/We3hWM5BsaY/s72-c/5054_94123366455_718716455_2549544_4806134_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-5780238204027255910</id><published>2009-06-23T16:17:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T16:39:10.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE AFTER PHOTO-OVERSHOOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;presenting:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hannah, Cindy and Alyah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCSzK7spGI/AAAAAAAABDI/Pz3twJydvq8/s1600-h/4953_93627903579_768393579_1960228_5116659_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350437765121877090" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCSzK7spGI/AAAAAAAABDI/Pz3twJydvq8/s400/4953_93627903579_768393579_1960228_5116659_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;SINGLE-SHOTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCS0BjQ3aI/AAAAAAAABDg/hEoCdgB5iBg/s1600-h/4953_93628238579_768393579_1960291_6519428_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350437779783343522" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCS0BjQ3aI/AAAAAAAABDg/hEoCdgB5iBg/s400/4953_93628238579_768393579_1960291_6519428_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCSz7sB4UI/AAAAAAAABDY/jx9DGr29i54/s1600-h/4953_93628148579_768393579_1960274_3696854_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350437778209497410" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCSz7sB4UI/AAAAAAAABDY/jx9DGr29i54/s400/4953_93628148579_768393579_1960274_3696854_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCSzgXrYxI/AAAAAAAABDQ/_qT26iNWyhQ/s1600-h/4953_93628068579_768393579_1960259_1984148_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350437770876379922" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCSzgXrYxI/AAAAAAAABDQ/_qT26iNWyhQ/s400/4953_93628068579_768393579_1960259_1984148_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCPsWAR8HI/AAAAAAAABC4/JOvV4opygaU/s1600-h/4953_93627823579_768393579_1960214_2840582_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350434349299921010" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCPsWAR8HI/AAAAAAAABC4/JOvV4opygaU/s400/4953_93627823579_768393579_1960214_2840582_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCPsUa5TBI/AAAAAAAABCw/UpRR5APFYro/s1600-h/4953_93627793579_768393579_1960208_4401127_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350434348874681362" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCPsUa5TBI/AAAAAAAABCw/UpRR5APFYro/s400/4953_93627793579_768393579_1960208_4401127_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOUBLE-SHOTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCS765t_FI/AAAAAAAABDw/KGY6HWYMtb8/s1600-h/4953_94016433579_768393579_1966351_5426787_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350437915437431890" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCS765t_FI/AAAAAAAABDw/KGY6HWYMtb8/s400/4953_94016433579_768393579_1966351_5426787_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCS7u5a-gI/AAAAAAAABDo/KWPMg4jwe0k/s1600-h/4953_94016383579_768393579_1966342_2018410_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350437912214960642" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCS7u5a-gI/AAAAAAAABDo/KWPMg4jwe0k/s400/4953_94016383579_768393579_1966342_2018410_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like friggging awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCPsLgwgmI/AAAAAAAABCo/954dxkzXUVo/s1600-h/4953_93627653579_768393579_1960182_5446053_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350434346483352162" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCPsLgwgmI/AAAAAAAABCo/954dxkzXUVo/s400/4953_93627653579_768393579_1960182_5446053_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCPsNXF37I/AAAAAAAABCg/laQ73-X8szM/s1600-h/4953_93627638579_768393579_1960180_3355252_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350434346979680178" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCPsNXF37I/AAAAAAAABCg/laQ73-X8szM/s400/4953_93627638579_768393579_1960180_3355252_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCPr941e4I/AAAAAAAABCY/8oLvHUoWoyg/s1600-h/4953_93627628579_768393579_1960178_4861409_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350434342826244994" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCPr941e4I/AAAAAAAABCY/8oLvHUoWoyg/s400/4953_93627628579_768393579_1960178_4861409_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;TRIPLE SHOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCSyz8DJ6I/AAAAAAAABDA/NqI-uEFMwY0/s1600-h/4953_93627898579_768393579_1960227_3071646_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350437758949336994" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCSyz8DJ6I/AAAAAAAABDA/NqI-uEFMwY0/s400/4953_93627898579_768393579_1960227_3071646_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seriously, there's about 130 more to go.&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/5629225663669361762-5780238204027255910?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5780238204027255910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=5780238204027255910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5780238204027255910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5780238204027255910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-photo-overshoot-single-shots.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SkCSzK7spGI/AAAAAAAABDI/Pz3twJydvq8/s72-c/4953_93627903579_768393579_1960228_5116659_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-8577276622462219787</id><published>2009-06-22T17:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T17:42:43.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sj9KI4cWnFI/AAAAAAAAA-c/b15cyitxscc/s1600-h/laid-back-ew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350076398790155346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sj9KI4cWnFI/AAAAAAAAA-c/b15cyitxscc/s400/laid-back-ew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"... ruthlessly exploits that fear. Sounds Rough"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE thing on my mind thats from Gossip Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Some endings take a long time to reveal themselves. But when they do, they're almost too easy to ignore. Some beginnings start so quietly, you don't even notice they're happening. But most endings come when you least expect them. And what they portend is darker than you've ever imagined. Not all beginnings are cause for celebration. A lot of bad things begin, fights, flu season and the worst thing of all... Want to be starting something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His shoes were on the wrong feet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUGGING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Thats what everyone's been up to. and me? taking a break for sure after three gruelling weeks of continuous study. cant deny that i am still MIA, but then again, for a period of 10minutes, im sure im not. so put that aside, and here i am. today was pretty awesome. aid with two great camwhore-rers by the names of Hannah and Cindy, and one little Nikon camera, all we need was a white backdrop at the Photograpy Room to start the clicks and the poses. The councillors had their photoshoot today and boy was it awesome. I came prepared with Zal's headphones and a few poses in my mind. did you know, all my life, i wanted to have my own photoshoot? and guess what, today everything came true! yeay. and whats more, heard from huibin a few days ago she needs to put her DSLR to good use. that brings me to Bohemian dresses and summer sun. All else turns to a wonderland. Okay, enough with the sidetracking, so when everyone left the photography room, &lt;strong&gt;the three of us took 143 pictures&lt;/strong&gt;. Off the coat and skirts, it was awesome. props or no props, im sure we rocked the white backdrop! and thanks to Errfee too, who allowed us to stay in the room. HAHA. it was sooo much fun. i wish everyday was today. oh well, life is an over-exercised rubberducky tail. you give a tap, you get another tap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For the first time in all holidays and weekends, I didnt put myself in a situation that i know would be wrong in the end. and im really proud and happy that Ive not gone for that direction this June holiday. You dont need re-assurance from someone of how great you are, because you know yourself, that you are one hell of a damn great person. who cares about the frigging words and sagas. All you need is a true heart and positivity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my 10 minutes is up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Till Then, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;XOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WELCOME HOME MEERA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And to Huibin, Haoshan, Meera, Shereen, Syafiqah,Charlene, Lynn, please keep 18JULY free. its time we head to the ZOOO. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-8577276622462219787?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8577276622462219787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=8577276622462219787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8577276622462219787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8577276622462219787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sj9KI4cWnFI/AAAAAAAAA-c/b15cyitxscc/s72-c/laid-back-ew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-3397662885713014468</id><published>2009-06-18T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:53:18.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SjoOO8wrLVI/AAAAAAAAA-U/5cKw_aIpriU/s1600-h/hot-gossip-girl-cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348603157447126354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SjoOO8wrLVI/AAAAAAAAA-U/5cKw_aIpriU/s400/hot-gossip-girl-cast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Gossip Girl Season 3 out in SEPTEMBER09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SjoOOhcLOjI/AAAAAAAAA-M/_YNyTYEVjYs/s1600-h/cel-penn-badgley-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348603150113389106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SjoOOhcLOjI/AAAAAAAAA-M/_YNyTYEVjYs/s400/cel-penn-badgley-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Penn Badgley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-3397662885713014468?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3397662885713014468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=3397662885713014468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3397662885713014468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3397662885713014468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/06/gossip-girl-season-3-out-in-september09.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SjoOO8wrLVI/AAAAAAAAA-U/5cKw_aIpriU/s72-c/hot-gossip-girl-cast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-7056647434159435336</id><published>2009-06-18T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:50:33.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SjoNZU8t3uI/AAAAAAAAA-E/FOACWbtLbPo/s1600-h/a251c_34yv5zk.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348602236227149538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SjoNZU8t3uI/AAAAAAAAA-E/FOACWbtLbPo/s400/a251c_34yv5zk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Pretty Reckless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SjoNZAGjo8I/AAAAAAAAA98/RdUBv0Y7rb4/s1600-h/The+Filthy+Youth+thefilthyyouth.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348602230631277506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SjoNZAGjo8I/AAAAAAAAA98/RdUBv0Y7rb4/s400/The%2BFilthy%2BYouth%2Bthefilthyyouth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The Filthy Youth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SjoNYjFARJI/AAAAAAAAA90/A4NMuHCCyIY/s1600-h/leighton_meester_cobrastarship.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348602222840136850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SjoNYjFARJI/AAAAAAAAA90/A4NMuHCCyIY/s400/leighton_meester_cobrastarship.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Leighton Meester &amp;amp; Cobra Starship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-7056647434159435336?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7056647434159435336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=7056647434159435336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/7056647434159435336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/7056647434159435336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/06/pretty-reckless-filthy-youth-leighton.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SjoNZU8t3uI/AAAAAAAAA-E/FOACWbtLbPo/s72-c/a251c_34yv5zk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-8729307847800890389</id><published>2009-06-18T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:47:10.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOSSIP GIRL &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;GOSSIP GIRL&lt;/span&gt; GOSSIP GIRL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There's one thing on my mind now. GOSSIP GIRL. I so want exams to be over. its manipulating my time into thinking that there's only a week left to exams. oh wait. yah, thats right. but lets hope all of us can cheer and scream at the top of our lungs when suddenly MOH announces the closure of school for another week. &lt;strong&gt;HIP HIP HOOORAY&lt;/strong&gt;. I havent been updating since im really busy with studies. Got to gun down a scholarship with good Mid year Grades. so ive heard. but who knows the change of weather can bring unwanted events. hmmm. anyways, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Taylor Momsen's&lt;/span&gt; band: &lt;strong&gt;Pretty Reckless&lt;/strong&gt; is FRIGGGING awesome &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ed Westwick's&lt;/span&gt; groupie: &lt;strong&gt;The Filthy Band&lt;/strong&gt;, is just way out of humanity and insanity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ITS THAT GOOD. check them out on youtube&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Penn Badgley&lt;/span&gt; is in a new movie: The Stepfather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Leighton Meester's&lt;/span&gt; in Cobra Starship new song: &lt;strong&gt;Good Girls Go Bad.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and now, im waiting for the right time to sit down, popcorn by my side, and have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gossip Girl/90210/Grey's Anatomy marathon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHOSE WITH ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when we became allies,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a white flag is torn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-8729307847800890389?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8729307847800890389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=8729307847800890389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8729307847800890389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8729307847800890389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/06/gossip-girl-gossip-girl-gossip-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-1405727487693511503</id><published>2009-06-11T23:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:18:21.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SjEpRB45qwI/AAAAAAAAA9s/6--4Zdgb4Cs/s1600-h/Gossip-Girl-nylon(1).gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346099605207100162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SjEpRB45qwI/AAAAAAAAA9s/6--4Zdgb4Cs/s400/Gossip-Girl-nylon(1).gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;A MAJOR BREAKTHROUGH IN &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SUMMER'S SWEAT&lt;/span&gt; DOWN UNDER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im back and still the same, only hungrier and more lethargic. Today i only manage to touch a few Maths Promos questions; now thats why my feelings have rot till the bottom yellow line because im down with gastric flu. GAHH, can this day get any worst!?! Anyways, yes i must admit that i've been neglecting councillor work, friends and my tv life. With Mid years coming after this heated June, who needs a day of fun when the only prize awaiting is having to sit below cherry trees and fallen skies. yes im talking about a whole line of U grades plastered permanently on your score sheets. this is not going to happen to me. this is so &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; going to happen to me. I hope all this cramming of studies and revising really help, or i might as well drop everything to a H1. I'll update more about everything and anything once our country's temperature returns to 32degrees. Oh btw, thanks waddle for one of the most interesting, funny yet peculiar online conversation &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt;. haha =)). and you know whats even more interesting? Im so done with having to think about hormonal issues and the opposite sex. Its time i put the paper and pen to rest and start throwing shoe bags at my friends. YEAHH! this is going to be so much fun. Like GG says; summer's all about tied up flings and getting over it with a scotch. Thank God I only need friends to pull me back right up. and you know what again,&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; i feel really really good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. no worries. OH oh! and you know what AGAIN AGAIN, my cousins from Jakarta are here! this is going to be exciting. and you know know what?! When schoool reopens, after exams and all, my ipod is going to be filled with 90210, Gossip Girl and Grey's Anatomy!!!! *squels!!! AHH, now this feels like a bohemian summer. so saddle up young ladies, its time we take on this roller coaster ride once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, when everything else ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;there's still one more thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXO.&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/5629225663669361762-1405727487693511503?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1405727487693511503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=1405727487693511503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/1405727487693511503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/1405727487693511503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/06/major-breakthrough-in-summers-sweat.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SjEpRB45qwI/AAAAAAAAA9s/6--4Zdgb4Cs/s72-c/Gossip-Girl-nylon(1).gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-5474927964329708056</id><published>2009-06-09T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T00:02:16.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Si6E2d8jlgI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Vic2yxWZCRc/s1600-h/4459_86440737087_700777087_1733254_342106_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345355879021778434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Si6E2d8jlgI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Vic2yxWZCRc/s400/4459_86440737087_700777087_1733254_342106_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS SCHOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I shall update soon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;after i take off this hideous scarf thats probably obvious mid-way to space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but before i go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let me just say,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I sense aspiration, yearning, striving to be accepted. Then I sense this appealing counter note of sincerity ... This is the story of a young girl who is enjoying her first taste of the spoils of dirty oil. It's perfect."&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/5629225663669361762-5474927964329708056?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5474927964329708056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=5474927964329708056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5474927964329708056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5474927964329708056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss-school.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Si6E2d8jlgI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Vic2yxWZCRc/s72-c/4459_86440737087_700777087_1733254_342106_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-1963882099630177690</id><published>2009-06-05T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:16:54.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SijiZAshjfI/AAAAAAAAA9E/pZwjxmbjxs4/s1600-h/4209_100846043128_753003128_2015890_4807035_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343769877186448882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SijiZAshjfI/AAAAAAAAA9E/pZwjxmbjxs4/s400/4209_100846043128_753003128_2015890_4807035_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SijiZHHnsOI/AAAAAAAAA88/pv7RbdveT6E/s1600-h/4192_85860523041_597478041_1837724_5993863_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343769878910709986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SijiZHHnsOI/AAAAAAAAA88/pv7RbdveT6E/s400/4192_85860523041_597478041_1837724_5993863_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;With Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;09S113&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-1963882099630177690?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1963882099630177690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=1963882099630177690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/1963882099630177690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/1963882099630177690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/06/with-love-09s113.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SijiZAshjfI/AAAAAAAAA9E/pZwjxmbjxs4/s72-c/4209_100846043128_753003128_2015890_4807035_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-5354201196693013410</id><published>2009-05-30T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T22:12:03.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SiE-gjxdanI/AAAAAAAAA80/7Z2Mwv8Keok/s1600-h/witv74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341619362117544562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SiE-gjxdanI/AAAAAAAAA80/7Z2Mwv8Keok/s400/witv74.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kill me now.&lt;/strong&gt;&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/5629225663669361762-5354201196693013410?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5354201196693013410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=5354201196693013410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5354201196693013410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5354201196693013410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/someone-kill-me-now.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SiE-gjxdanI/AAAAAAAAA80/7Z2Mwv8Keok/s72-c/witv74.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-160911565146014221</id><published>2009-05-30T20:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:54:18.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SiE3nU288yI/AAAAAAAAA8k/_ql3mAjifI0/s1600-h/4192_83616753041_597478041_1809216_4700957_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341611781791740706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SiE3nU288yI/AAAAAAAAA8k/_ql3mAjifI0/s400/4192_83616753041_597478041_1809216_4700957_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SiE3nBOXJhI/AAAAAAAAA8c/J4HPx0yDoyc/s1600-h/4192_83616743041_597478041_1809215_3932234_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341611776521217554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SiE3nBOXJhI/AAAAAAAAA8c/J4HPx0yDoyc/s400/4192_83616743041_597478041_1809215_3932234_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; WITH LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;09S113♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I didnt know robots were programmed to have &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;affections&lt;/span&gt; for dolls.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WOW. look how time flies. The june holidays have arrived. Awaiting are surprises, birthday joys and yes, more&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; WORKWORKWORKWORK&lt;/span&gt;. okay besides the hectic schedule, i cant seem to remember what i was doing during this time last year, hmmm. OHHH, I was busy studying for the O levels. and hence, it all comes down to one point. &lt;em&gt;Life is a cycle of overcharged batteries.&lt;/em&gt; why do i have to be so negative? GOSH. hahah, oh well, high school musical is on now, and my brother seems to be interested in watching it while his PSP is turned on. okay wait, no its off. My sister is watching Manjalara in the room while my parents are attending a dinner function somewhere around singapore. hmm, i sound like im in the &lt;strong&gt;Twitter zone&lt;/strong&gt;. GEEE. anyways, i did nothing much today. i woke up at 8am, snooze the alarm more than zero times and forced myself to get ready for GPP meeting with the PW group at Coffee Bean Century Square. I didnt have a hard time finding the right outfit, wait, on the second thought, i did. i had to ask my brother for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fashion ADVICE!&lt;/span&gt; imagine getting comments like &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"no the white pants too ugly&lt;/span&gt;" from a 11 year old bRo who watches Naruto in cantonese. HMMM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So the five of us, Adeeb, Lukman, Hadi, Winnie and I, were busy doing our own task for our GPP which is based on the emergency of child prostitution in Batam by Singaporean man. Hadi and I had a hard time trying to connect to Wireless SG. The network was &lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt; being a bitch, really. i ended up redoing JUST the surveys on Microsoft Excel and not having the chance to actually SURF the web for more information. we finished our work in 1hr and a half and after that lukman and hadi headed home. Adeeb, Winnie and myself decided to get some lunch at Food culture before going window shopping at Tampines 1. OMGlah, we had a great time bitching. its soooo fun when you have the other gender to give their own point of view. its really different to the way we girls think.. after that, the three of us headed to kiddy palace. Adeeb was trying to find a birthday gift for someone &lt;em&gt;special&lt;/em&gt; and of course, he needed the feminine touch for the right gifts. we kept repeating at every unsuitable gift that it was for the future, like for example; a baby cot and pampers. hmm, you get the drill. we ended up at Mickey Mouse Unlimited store at Tampines 1 where the right gift was waiting right there for that special one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Adeeb got a personalised bangle that had the name engraved on it. it cost a worthy $10.40. fast forward, the whole time i was bragging about the bag that i bought there last night and how great it was to have money. besides that, winnie and I were trying to teach Adeeb a thing or two about ways to get a date. he's picking up fast, i hope. GEE. after buying two pairs of earrings, we all headed back. &lt;strong&gt;HOME SWEET HOME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gossip girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came on my ipod for 3 hours straight. finally im at season 2 after months of putting it aside when the season is already coming to an end. wait, it already have. NOOOO&lt;em&gt;OO.&lt;/em&gt; OMG! let me brag about &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;retail therapy&lt;/span&gt; last night! HAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After WGM, i rushed to my brother's school, met him halfway and headed home for him to get a light shower before taking the bus to the Mrt at around, say, 5.45pm. I had to drag my brother into Tampines 1 and follow me around each outlet that i ventured into. yes, i do have to admit that the prices there are soo last warning. there are not cheap but not THAT expensive. you just need to carry a minimum of $100 with you to fully satisfy your needs. who am i kidding alyah, thats ALOT! honestly, before tyring to be humble here, $100 doesnt seem alot to me eventhough economy's going downhill with &lt;em&gt;the bucket from Jack and Jill&lt;/em&gt;. now, being humble. I went into Promod first. and there above me, lay this floral bag, resting peacefully awaiting my presence. i took it and felt every fibre of its body. Delicate and astoundingly beautiful, shall i describe love at first sight. I had to buy it. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but who was i kidding&lt;/span&gt;. It cost $59.90. and for a bag like that? you could get it for half the price, half the quality at Bugis street. but knowing me now, that bag had to be mine. Always have, Always will. So while waiting for my parents to come, we went into Dorothy Perkins first. DP's summer collection was beyond wonders. the beach dresses and rattan hats were filled with flowers and more flowers. the range of collection here is much better than the one at Raffles city but i have to say, there are more types of shoes to choose from at the latter than the former. trust me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AND FINALLY, mum and dad came and yes, the first thing i did is to bring my mum to Promod. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND I GOT THE BAG!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHHA! the best part is that i was still in my uniform so i can really picture how i would look like with the bag. and boy did it stand out from this plain blue outfit. My mum was like saying," after this, no more buying bags ah alyah". ths same old line. hahah, whats next? hahaha, well, sis came to join us soon and we walked around. we went to Micky Mouse since my mum's a huge fan of Disney Collections. we bought lots of stuffs from there including two for $10 bag tags that had our names on it. my disney character was Maria the cat. yeap, its pink. a pink cat. now Wan Ling's going to roll her eyes 1800degrees when she see's another pink thing on me. and i bought another&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pouch just for my ipod. whats with me and pink? No idea i guess.. we headed to Pastamania at Ehub for a quiet family dinner. And then, it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOME SWEET HOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the five of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUNELY LONELY JUNE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I really need to take this June holidays seriously. i need time to find myself again, start studying, focusing on my future and doing reality check once in a while. I havent been honest with myself about my future. i keep saying things bout my eyes dont match the way my mouth moved. I need to improve my self-esteem and also be more brave. I know i can do it, i need to find the strength in me to overcome the most powerful nemesis of mine. &lt;strong&gt;L-A-Z-Y.&lt;/strong&gt; i need to stop being lazy and just tell myself, its me thats going to face the future on my own. and its me thats going to enjoy the benefits then. yes, im afraid. even now, day by day. JC brings about a hard life but im sure if i take it one step at a time, the worries wont accumulate more often. Im sure that &lt;em&gt;Pants High&lt;/em&gt; isnt worrying about poor time management. there's GP exams on monday and NE MOVIE JC1. YEAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TILL THEN,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXO.&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/5629225663669361762-160911565146014221?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/160911565146014221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=160911565146014221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/160911565146014221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/160911565146014221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/with-love-09s113-i-didnt-know-robots.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SiE3nU288yI/AAAAAAAAA8k/_ql3mAjifI0/s72-c/4192_83616753041_597478041_1809216_4700957_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-5417098299637745299</id><published>2009-05-29T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T23:15:03.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sh_7CAjTktI/AAAAAAAAA8U/27GrYeL4yHY/s1600-h/Shopping%20Spree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341263695011091154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sh_7CAjTktI/AAAAAAAAA8U/27GrYeL4yHY/s400/Shopping%2520Spree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;AMAZING RETAIL THERAPY TODAY♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;shall update more tmr,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXOXOXO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Always have,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Always will.&lt;/em&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-5417098299637745299?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5417098299637745299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=5417098299637745299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5417098299637745299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5417098299637745299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/amazing-retail-therapy-today-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sh_7CAjTktI/AAAAAAAAA8U/27GrYeL4yHY/s72-c/Shopping%2520Spree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-3706958320496404629</id><published>2009-05-28T17:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:53:35.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sh5cU0HW38I/AAAAAAAAA8M/U9vHQAFqjH8/s1600-h/00460big_320x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340807720764628930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sh5cU0HW38I/AAAAAAAAA8M/U9vHQAFqjH8/s400/00460big_320x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;vogue.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To do the right thing seems to be the hardest.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To tell you the truth, when they say that life is filled with ups and downs, dont judge those words, they meant it literally. I honestly dont like about 1/4 of my life in JC right now. so many things have been going on lately and the hardest thing is that I dont know how to stop them from reoccuring in my life every time. I know its only a two year course but it seems a long way to go before im out of the school. It just feels terrible right under. &lt;em&gt;But life must go on&lt;/em&gt;. i dont see myself elsewhere, unless my parents suddenly became millionaires and decides to migrate elsewhere. then my problems can and will be over. but for now, i can run nowhere. reality is, i have to face every single thing that i hate everyday. I sometimes wished that they'll just stop and not bother me anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;REALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the other hand,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CONGRATS TO PHOBOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ON TAKING THE &lt;strong&gt;1ST SPOT&lt;/strong&gt; FOR CHEERLEADING AT COLOSSEUM. But more importantly, &lt;strong&gt;hip hip hooray for Namira&lt;/strong&gt;. Girl, you deserve today's rest after having a winning choreography! And the trip home with Nadia and Kp was an exhausting but worthwhile bus ride. We four should have a Girls Day Out at Botanical Gardens this June. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And you know what, Tommorows &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;RETAIL THERAPY DAY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;YEAYYY!!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wonder where i should head off to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like it GREEN.♥&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/5629225663669361762-3706958320496404629?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3706958320496404629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=3706958320496404629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3706958320496404629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3706958320496404629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/vogue.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sh5cU0HW38I/AAAAAAAAA8M/U9vHQAFqjH8/s72-c/00460big_320x480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-2458296604892370598</id><published>2009-05-27T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T07:36:25.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Shx8lWSgStI/AAAAAAAAA8E/IPwLAnbN8yk/s1600-h/jessica-z-imgg-thumb-500x333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340280239234763474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Shx8lWSgStI/AAAAAAAAA8E/IPwLAnbN8yk/s400/jessica-z-imgg-thumb-500x333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;retail therapy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;retail therapy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;retail therapy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;retail therapy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-2458296604892370598?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2458296604892370598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=2458296604892370598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/2458296604892370598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/2458296604892370598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/retail-therapy-retail-therapy-retail.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Shx8lWSgStI/AAAAAAAAA8E/IPwLAnbN8yk/s72-c/jessica-z-imgg-thumb-500x333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-4140611927115214920</id><published>2009-05-23T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:49:01.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Shdj76GpQzI/AAAAAAAAA78/gIkS1euqLDg/s1600-h/78c2175100a5503d70437f698b526ba4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338845764131570482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Shdj76GpQzI/AAAAAAAAA78/gIkS1euqLDg/s400/78c2175100a5503d70437f698b526ba4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; People are People,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;and sometimes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;it just &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;doesnt work&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-4140611927115214920?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4140611927115214920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=4140611927115214920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4140611927115214920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4140611927115214920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/people-are-people-and-sometimes-it-just.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Shdj76GpQzI/AAAAAAAAA78/gIkS1euqLDg/s72-c/78c2175100a5503d70437f698b526ba4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-6823661343455314751</id><published>2009-05-22T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:54:53.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEAUTY WALKED RIGHT THROUGH ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so today have been one hell of a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREAT DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. to sum things up since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; dead beat and lazy to type it all out, lets see what i did today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;End the 5 day misery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Rushed back with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nadia&lt;/span&gt; to bathe at home before returning back to school again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sat with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Safa&lt;/span&gt; on the bus to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Taman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Warisan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went on a Heritage Tour around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Muzuem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;met Nadia and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mardhiah&lt;/span&gt; back at 5pm and headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wandered around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;BHG&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;DOROTHY PERKINS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;admired &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;rich people&lt;/span&gt; and had a moment of silence for poverty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;took the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Mardhiah&lt;/span&gt; headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Dhoby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ghaut&lt;/span&gt;, Nadia returned to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Pasir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ris&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i decided to take what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Mard&lt;/span&gt; calls it: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RETAIL THERAPY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i window shopped at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raffles City&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;strolled from shop to shop, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;recky&lt;/span&gt; prices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;believe me, i went there &lt;em&gt;alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;suddenly felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;happy and distressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; like a whole burden is swept of my shoulders by a gust of wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;headed back home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;GPP&lt;/span&gt; since 8pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; ready to sleep now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;, i seriously did enjoy the &lt;strong&gt;RETAIL THERAPY&lt;/strong&gt;. i was smiling when i got home. call me weird but I'd like to have weekly therapies starting from next week. i enjoyed myself; tried on shoes and clothes from Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Selfridge&lt;/span&gt; and Riders Island. you know what, this is the kind of life I'd like to see myself in, well, if not now, then sooon. Rich and Famous. Upper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Easten&lt;/span&gt; Side huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;till then, keep on dreaming &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ginger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im ready to shine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-6823661343455314751?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6823661343455314751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=6823661343455314751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/6823661343455314751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/6823661343455314751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/beauty-walked-right-through-me-so-today.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-3758806158019398609</id><published>2009-05-20T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:43:46.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ShQWqWrbPkI/AAAAAAAAA70/Xqp6SraqQuQ/s1600-h/2838_71678771654_563211654_1759380_523306_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337916375238917698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ShQWqWrbPkI/AAAAAAAAA70/Xqp6SraqQuQ/s400/2838_71678771654_563211654_1759380_523306_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt; HAPPY BURFDAY MAYCIE NG HAOSHAN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ShQWUCdTAcI/AAAAAAAAA7s/Ey5FjT6YrQA/s1600-h/n561943387_1185125_8706.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337915991853826498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ShQWUCdTAcI/AAAAAAAAA7s/Ey5FjT6YrQA/s400/n561943387_1185125_8706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Two of the best Tpjc peeps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i really really miss&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;srsly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-3758806158019398609?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3758806158019398609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=3758806158019398609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3758806158019398609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3758806158019398609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-burfday-maycie-ng-haoshan-two-of.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ShQWqWrbPkI/AAAAAAAAA70/Xqp6SraqQuQ/s72-c/2838_71678771654_563211654_1759380_523306_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-7105379908599701462</id><published>2009-05-20T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:30:18.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And I know, I know, &lt;strong&gt;I know&lt;/strong&gt;, I know, I know&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So I'm back in school for good after hitching a ride with throat infection for two days. OMG, let me tell you, that &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;mc was soo worth it&lt;/span&gt;. Yesterday i watched two Dvds: cried watching &lt;strong&gt;27 dresses&lt;/strong&gt; and laughed when &lt;strong&gt;"Over Her Dead Body" &lt;/strong&gt;came to an end. it was thee best day of the week. and i tried on some of the Bali dresses that my sister bought, and thank god, they are long enough for me. hmmm, ohh ohh. i was seriously pumped up and FEROSH for today's cheering just now. Sharifah and I lead our own moves and a few crowd-goers joined in. BRING THEM DOWN NOW, and we made a sloping momentum towards the left with our hands. feeling hindustan just now. HAHA, ohh and my sister and her friends came down from TPJC to support Khai Goalie. the crowd was awesome just now. they were &lt;em&gt;extremely loud&lt;/em&gt; and super high, thanks to the overwhelming spirits of the soccer boys in the middle of the crowd who cheered their hearts out and co-ordinated well with the councillors. THANKS! okay, now i sound so logistically-inclined. why why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Obvious Detour From Insanity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After monday morning's encounter at the bra-way, I have this kinda off-side feeling? like Im way ahead, too ahead but some people or particularly THAT person is not? its hard to explain. I COULD have walked up the Bra-Way leading to the atrium, but instead i turned my left feet and walked up the staircase leading to the GO. why the hell did i do it? IT WAS DAMN OBVIOUSLAH. okay wait, let me try to re-enact the whole scene in my head. okay, the reason why i turned away and walked the other way was.. well, you should have seen the look on that person's face. i know the expression on the face is and has always been a norm, but Im preety thrown out of the way, it was dead serious and sort of gave me this sign &lt;strong&gt;"I HAD ENOUGH OF&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;YOU",&lt;/strong&gt; kind of hiddy-bi-diggys. thats why i turned and walked away. walking away from something that i shouldnt be messing with from the start. but hey, there's always a first for everything right? HMMMM. whatever it is, I havent met that person in three days since the last encounter, and im begginining to realize, i did the right thing. huh, *chuckles, like THAT person doesnt have a name. haha, THAT. but honestly, smiling at the same person for three times in one day kind of sucks you know. especially when there's so much akwardness and this silence brewing in both of us, sort of an angry feeling but not too far off yet. we'll see. but i fight this war no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyways, i really cant wait for the holidays. its gonna be one hell of a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mugger month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. but of course, Tampines Stadium is calling me twice a week. 2.4km!! YES ah. and soccer. like FINALLY i can play without having a  full check screening from my mom at the door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'Cause life is way too short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And I can't wait no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im gone, Im going.&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/5629225663669361762-7105379908599701462?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7105379908599701462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=7105379908599701462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/7105379908599701462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/7105379908599701462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-i-know-i-know-i-know-i-know-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-8235014117356294828</id><published>2009-05-15T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:50:06.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sg2A4BEAGFI/AAAAAAAAA7k/PoUp1B1oskI/s1600-h/4484_81496841686_568311686_1916530_2037284_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336062833350154322" style="DISPLAY: block; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sg2A33z2HzI/AAAAAAAAA7U/l_TIfe2WK1U/s400/n568311686_1916507_4217376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STUDENT COUNCILLOR ♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;like tell me tell me whose the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-8235014117356294828?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8235014117356294828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=8235014117356294828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8235014117356294828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8235014117356294828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/student-councillor-like-tell-me-tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sg2A4BEAGFI/AAAAAAAAA7k/PoUp1B1oskI/s72-c/4484_81496841686_568311686_1916530_2037284_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-497607922490413846</id><published>2009-05-15T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:47:39.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERYDAY, IS SO WONDERFUL, SUDDENLY, suddenly, suddenly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I honestly find myself once again lost and not found when it comes to blogging. i dont know, i always feel that you've got to wirte something great in your blog, your great life and when it comes to mine, hmm, great isnt a definition i would resort too but maybe &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HICKALIRIO&lt;/span&gt;US i suppose? whatever that means. hmm, im still thinking. Okay let me start by saying that life has been one hell of a roller coaster ride where there's a reckless driver infront giving you jambreaks and red lights here and there. theres turns and twist and theres even throwing ur seats into the air before returning back to the ride. okay thats just nonsense, but thats my life. filled with humour and nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUMOUR'S MY &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MAIDEN'S&lt;/span&gt; NAME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My mum talked to my aunt about my life and it was the first time my aunt really sat down and talked to me on the phone. it was during this particular day last week that everything just went wrong. from this to that, that to this. she talked to me and adviced me alot. it was the first time i cried infront of her, but not literally. but honestly, i got a wake up call. since that day, every negativity pushed and shoved from my back or right at my face, i kind of ignore it and dont bother. i would use to think of it a whole lot. but i think im getting a hang of it. my aunt told me to focus on my strengths, and let me tell you, i found it in humour. some might find it irritating, but people like &lt;strong&gt;shazni and sharifah and nadia&lt;/strong&gt; would just love it every moment. its sarcasm much and i kind of like it. thats why both guys and gurls treat me the same way because humour is something that connects us all together in a very weird way. but i think i can improve more on it for sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nonsense is just plain nonsense&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;school is a nonsensical idea and tests and worksheets could just be a, you know what i mean. its seriously irritating. work irritates me and fills my shoes to a size 1234. sometimes i go to school and i wonder to myself, what the hell am i doing here for goodness sake? then the same old answer come and go everytime. &lt;em&gt;"oh for your own good, singapore ah very hard to survive with no education leh!"&lt;/em&gt; hahah, yah, ive heard that so many times. BORING. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;use another tag line.&lt;/span&gt; hmm, shant think of it. anyways, whatever's the case, i still love school because of the existence of backstabbing guys and HAVOC/REAL friends. you know who made my day today? Ashraf! he said i looked like Vilma from Flintstones! YEAH! maybe because of my poodle-littic hair! SKY HIGH. i soo have no idea what to do about it. anyways, after school&lt;strong&gt; me, nadia, kp, soleil, ranice and syafiqah&lt;/strong&gt; headed to West Plaza for BBT. we had one of the most hilarious walks cant stop singing; "and the boys go ah ah ahahahah". Ranice and Soleil looked like successful Siamese twins.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; DAMN HILARIOUS I TELL YOU&lt;/span&gt;, especially Ranice, who watched Gossip Girl with me on my ipod. suddenly, I LOVE IPODS. instead of stuying for Bio Test, i watched half an episode of GG during break time. it was damn fun but Wan Ling and Andrea gave me the &lt;em&gt;"you're so wasting your time look"&lt;/em&gt;. hahah, i soo dont care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;STUDENT COUNCILLOR ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;though picture perfect isnt an identity we are establishing at the moment now, i had one of the most awesome times just now. besides heading home with Hannah and Sofihah, we took a video of ourselves. &lt;strong&gt;SUPERLY AWESOME&lt;/strong&gt;. we camwhored with our colourful outfits, btw they are just bright coloured shirts. AHAH, and yes, time management, negative scale i tell you.we could have gone home like early but because of this and that, and who and what, we ended up ending at 6plus. but the process of doing the video, EXCITING. beyond BOGUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GIRLS PUT YOUR RECORDS ON.. TELL ME YOUR FAVOURITE SONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. my favourite song now? i have no idea. you know what, at the end of this two years in MJC, id like to have a huge self confidence and esteem instilled in me, many great friends but few true friends, and you know what, having to realize whether i can or i dont want to get over it. its plain nonsense right? to have to think of it from 9 to 5 when nobody is bothering about you and your problematic social issues. i mean, you only love the person when you know his/her flaws right? when shar told me that, it took me a few days to realize and say this; &lt;em&gt;OMG, who the hell are you?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;like seriously&lt;/strong&gt;. i have noo idea who he is. its weird to think that way. but on another &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt; side of my life, wednesday was a turning point. it was just a look-again-back-again-stare right nadia? i wouldnt ask for more or wished for more. &lt;strong&gt;but yellow aint no dirty fellow&lt;/strong&gt;. it looked great. but rushing off after school was kind of a shock for me. who goes home straight after school? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a person like you, there's more than meets the eye.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to my dear friend out there, you may not know im writing about you, but let me tell you something. im always here for you. i wont run away from our friendship because i'd go with more havoc people. you can depend on me and the way you're acting, its like, using me only when there's no one else. i know you are having a bad time, but i'll be there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sometimes when you smile, it makes me wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;being rude is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;soo over-rated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;check your ego before you wear your shoes ♥.&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/5629225663669361762-497607922490413846?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/497607922490413846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=497607922490413846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/497607922490413846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/497607922490413846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/everyday-is-so-wonderful-suddenly.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-1559860426057049591</id><published>2009-05-11T18:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T18:28:55.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sgf9oOzQsfI/AAAAAAAAA7M/6HMg3CcPVyw/s1600-h/90312x1_westwick_e_b_gr_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334511151253336562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sgf9oOzQsfI/AAAAAAAAA7M/6HMg3CcPVyw/s400/90312x1_westwick_e_b_gr_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thats the way WESTWICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-1559860426057049591?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1559860426057049591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=1559860426057049591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/1559860426057049591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/1559860426057049591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/thats-way-westwick.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sgf9oOzQsfI/AAAAAAAAA7M/6HMg3CcPVyw/s72-c/90312x1_westwick_e_b_gr_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-593575556192245351</id><published>2009-05-11T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T18:26:42.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IPOD-ING THE WHOLE DAY IN THE CRIB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So today i actually spend my day doing nothing but this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;updating my ipod with the help of shazni and meera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;eating cup noodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;synchronizing my ipod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;download GG episodes 3 to 7 into my ipod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;entering &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;885 songs&lt;/span&gt; into my ipod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;putting LA pictures, &lt;strong&gt;4/8 outing photos&lt;/strong&gt; into my ipod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;updating my blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;drinking carrot juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shooing a bird out of the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;going to bathe now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I SO &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DONT W&lt;img class="gl_bold" alt="Bold" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;ANT TO GO TO SCHOOL TMR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. GAHH. anyways, im adopting the anti-socialism character tmr in school except for breaks because theres no point i sit and chat when i can do productive work. I wonder if i can do it knowing myself. HAHA. &lt;strong&gt;HAVOC &lt;/strong&gt;shall come with people who deserve it later after school or during breaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;XOXO.&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/5629225663669361762-593575556192245351?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/593575556192245351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=593575556192245351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/593575556192245351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/593575556192245351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/ipod-ing-whole-day-in-crib-so-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-2686516268054306794</id><published>2009-05-11T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T00:10:34.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sgb7FGpm4sI/AAAAAAAAA7E/_Viq3kWPWKU/s1600-h/n561943387_1909934_6094507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334226873769976514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sgb7FGpm4sI/AAAAAAAAA7E/_Viq3kWPWKU/s400/n561943387_1909934_6094507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FROM FACEBOOK&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mard&lt;/strong&gt;: eh eh lets make our eyes like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sharifah&lt;/strong&gt;: this girl last warning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alya&lt;/strong&gt;: like this eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sgb7E1Qr8oI/AAAAAAAAA68/n9dzOgcqDFM/s1600-h/n561943387_1909935_14287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334226869102047874" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sgb7EnBtHJI/AAAAAAAAA6s/xXDAN1oiIRs/s400/n561943387_1909769_1135296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CANDID OR WHAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sgb7EnAWrOI/AAAAAAAAA6k/OrU-aQHsics/s1600-h/n561943387_1909923_6961388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334226865275448546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sgb7EnAWrOI/AAAAAAAAA6k/OrU-aQHsics/s400/n561943387_1909923_6961388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;WEST PLAZA BBT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-2686516268054306794?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2686516268054306794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=2686516268054306794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/2686516268054306794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/2686516268054306794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/from-facebook-mard-eh-eh-lets-make-our.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sgb7FGpm4sI/AAAAAAAAA7E/_Viq3kWPWKU/s72-c/n561943387_1909934_6094507.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-9207711346215102671</id><published>2009-05-10T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T00:14:10.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BECAUSE THE SWEETEST THINGS HAPPEN IN UNUSUAL WAYS..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;such a controversial weekend but it ended smoothful tonight with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Talking to Sharifah Nabilah on the phone for an hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Making a plan with Meera, Syaficat and Shazni to hang out at my house tmr morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smsing a mat berjiwang fishing/&lt;em&gt;jazz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;finishing chem homework and studying econs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;facebooking at midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAUGHING AT EVERYTHING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; Facebook pictures and with Sharifah on Msn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Listening to &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ray Lamontagne&lt;/span&gt; over and over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thinking of good stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Staying&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; positive/ be more firm&lt;/span&gt; to people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Return back to my secondary school friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Loving slow rock right this moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;trying to find your flaw before i ask myself whether do i love you or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when rough times hit you, get &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;some lemons&lt;/span&gt; and throw them at the beast. tie him up in the sack and throw him in sungai api api. ask help from some abang-abang. that'll make your day. I had the time of my life on friday, thanks to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;09AS0805&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i wanted to name all those who came for nadia's party but that would cause me one long post.&lt;/span&gt; we rock stockings and holes. BAIK. you know wha,t for me to love my life, i have to love myself first. i got to be around people that loves me even when i look at my worst and where i can be myself. i dont have to be insecured, unsure and worried of what others would say about me.. and i have found them. right within the pictures you see. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but most of all, Sharifah and Nadia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i love you guys. we had fun at the prayer place. macam rumah sendiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;IM GOING TO LOVE TMR. AND TMR AND &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TMR&lt;/span&gt; AND TMR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. why? Since the nonsense people are coming to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVOC&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;at my house. thats MY definition of havoc, with the best people ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hope you guys had a good weekend, take care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVELIES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-9207711346215102671?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/9207711346215102671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=9207711346215102671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/9207711346215102671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/9207711346215102671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/because-sweetest-things-happen-in.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-5253072564504181576</id><published>2009-05-07T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T22:28:57.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SgLvKx0sI9I/AAAAAAAAA6c/DIE696gKQ6Q/s1600-h/3095955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333087877212152786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SgLvKx0sI9I/AAAAAAAAA6c/DIE696gKQ6Q/s400/3095955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When today becomes yesterday, yesterday turns to tommorow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I had one of the most productive 1st free period since Ms.Loh didn't come for GP class. guess what i did, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;90210-ing with Beautrice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; together with her purple Applemac at the library. Omg, I'm so lost in that show and Beautrice was trying so hard to tell me the details that ive missed and she tried to elaborate it but it was just too much. HAAH! I'm so sorry for missing out on 92% of my Social life. okay you know what, together with my new laptop, im going to have a massive download of songs movies and whatsoever on monday. its the holidays babe! i don't plan to go out actually but im still thinking of the itinerary for that day. hmm, anyways, the boring day whiz by fast and YES!!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I PASS ALL MY 5 STATIONS.&lt;/span&gt; i kept telling D that i wasn't having a retest since today was for those who had to retest. i didn't come last Thursday, that's why. fast forward, i have obtained a silver! YEAYY. hmm, let me see my progress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIT UPS&lt;/strong&gt;: i stop at 31 since its already an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHUTTLE RUN&lt;/strong&gt;: 11.5s, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIT AND REACH&lt;/strong&gt;: 50cm, &lt;em&gt;WOOOOH &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PULL UP&lt;/strong&gt;: 10!! D, i could barely do one last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S.B.J&lt;/strong&gt;: umm, 1.62m, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;, i barely made the cut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.4KM&lt;/strong&gt;: 15:35mins ,&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;, i shed 2 minutes of my previous timing! (squels!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So after that, Winnie gave me a free Italian soda. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;smank yous.&lt;/span&gt; and then, i met Sharifah and Nadia, prayed and hanged out at the 4th floor before watching  Tug -Of-War. WOW, power to Atlas. they totally own every other hosue except a slight defeat to Phobos. of courselah, there's Umar and Farshad in the team. &lt;strong&gt;POWERHOUSE.&lt;/strong&gt; anyways, the three of us were screaming Namira's name. i hope your hand is okay hunnay. we had fun watching. we laughed and laughed, cheered and screamed. i had one of the best afternoons, EVER. and about 7pm, i made my way home with Nadia, Si En and Hadi, whom we met at the busstop. I was smiling throughout the whole entire journey back home. right nadia? BEST. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;zero to hero so0 happened. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;till then, I'm done with PI AND now, got to finish something important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXO&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/5629225663669361762-5253072564504181576?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5253072564504181576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=5253072564504181576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5253072564504181576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5253072564504181576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-today-becomes-yesterday-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SgLvKx0sI9I/AAAAAAAAA6c/DIE696gKQ6Q/s72-c/3095955.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-4506063555813619876</id><published>2009-05-06T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T01:05:13.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SgGsnTHge1I/AAAAAAAAA6U/lui0aWFTMu4/s1600-h/4152_76591618579_768393579_1716730_6390384_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332733224930016082" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SgGsnTHge1I/AAAAAAAAA6U/lui0aWFTMu4/s320/4152_76591618579_768393579_1716730_6390384_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SgGsnEeoWWI/AAAAAAAAA6M/DmKgzyVlnHk/s1600-h/4152_76606928579_768393579_1716963_1373146_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332733221000468834" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SgGsnEeoWWI/AAAAAAAAA6M/DmKgzyVlnHk/s320/4152_76606928579_768393579_1716963_1373146_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HANNAH &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;B&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hannah can be one of those very few people in my life who would crack me up in the middle of the night through SMS. you are just one &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;crazy-havoc-college-duty-nonsensical-drummer&lt;/span&gt; girl. i have no idea what's going to happen in SC when both of us collaborate in a project or an event. OMG, speakin of an event, we'll be ICs for Orientation. Oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SYF CO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we have conquered beyond miles of expectations during the performance at 2.18PM at Singapore Conference Hall. the mistakes that we usually made wasnt in existence during the 11mins performance. but crucial mistakes were made during the set piece. Actions that we have regretted miserably for a few minutes but in the end, who are we to prevent this mistakes from happening? nevertheless, we did a school cheer after that, an end of the tiring journey of CO SYF, and for me, the last day in CO. once we reached school, everyone waited anxiously for 5pm to come and grace us with its preciousness. wet palms and sweaty white shirts became common in the waiting period of 30mins. a few tears were shed while others decided to lighten the mood by talking loudly. Finally the results were in, the jury have decided. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Meridian Junior College, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;银&lt;/span&gt;,英勇勋章:&lt;/span&gt; Silver Award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Echo of moans found themselves encircling the silence in the room. heads were down and the feeling of devastation was felt by many. but to me, i felt thats the best we could achieved and though the mistakes may have seem to shun our hopes of getting gold, i believe we all gave our very best and never gave up till the very end. Kudos MJC CO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and hence, thats the end of my journey in CO in Mjc. i was pretty reluctant to leave in the middle of the journey in CO, but then again, SC is my main priority now. okay, i think im done updating. ohohohoh wait, Dad got me a laptop! &lt;strong&gt;YEAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!&lt;/strong&gt; GIVE ME A &lt;em&gt;HELL YEAH.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TILL THEN,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;XOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a feeling of emptiness envelopes once your're in my sight&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/5629225663669361762-4506063555813619876?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4506063555813619876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=4506063555813619876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4506063555813619876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4506063555813619876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/hannah-b-n-a-let-me-tell-you-something.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SgGsnTHge1I/AAAAAAAAA6U/lui0aWFTMu4/s72-c/4152_76591618579_768393579_1716730_6390384_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-5180357113528670339</id><published>2009-05-05T23:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:30:16.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SgBlHwnBwhI/AAAAAAAAA6E/caJOSAlhHe8/s1600-h/dfa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332373142788751890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SgBlHwnBwhI/AAAAAAAAA6E/caJOSAlhHe8/s400/dfa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a dazzling stream, within a lover's sight....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;omg! yess ahhhh, the house is quiet and im ready to PARTY. Zouk under 10 people! haha, oh well, i wouldnt want to drap on another nonsensical soapy sad story of my life which is clearly not to be evident in reality, so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;POSITIVE THINKING&lt;/span&gt;. hell yeah, lets start from &lt;em&gt;a&lt;/em&gt; and end it with &lt;em&gt;z.&lt;/em&gt; hmm, what shall i talk about now, think think think. there's seriously nothing in my head now, other than that scandal story. &lt;strong&gt;ZOMG.... HAVE YOU HEARD?&lt;/strong&gt; xoxoxxo, seriously, okay wait, WAIT! i have something in my head. okay, omg, lets talk about soccer now. its clearly the most debatable and exciting games ever in JUNIOR COLLEGE NOW. its like, everyone's talking about it and its just plain exciting. the soccer match yesterday between MJC AND RJC... boy was it THE REAL DEAL. the game was aggressive and tormenting to spectators. everyone was flying from north to south, east to west, all directions and many of the Mj soccer boys on the field were gliding and spinning round and round on the fake grass. its all about skills and practice to ace that 4-1 win. CONGRATS! so me, namira, nadia, mardhiah, shuti, sharifah and kp had two venues for the game. the first half of the game we were on the left side of the gallery, but since after the break the goal net (whatever you call it) will be on the opposite side of the field, so thus, all of us ventured and settle down towards the right of the gallery. everyone was screaming for Obaje whenever he got the opportunity with the ball. there was never a minute where there's dead silence. there were either jeers or cheers which was spontaneuous. BRAVO MJs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but thats not all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NUMBER 5 ON THE FIELD! did you see!OMG. hahah &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(SCREAMS!)&lt;/span&gt; he has talent and it was like watching him dancing with the ball. impressive. hahha, apparently a few of my friends knew him so they shared 5 minutes about him. wow, BOY WAS HE GOOD! and RJ somemore! i shall not stereotype smart people, since i am one myself. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(tsk)&lt;/span&gt; haha, even when he pushed the mj boys, i was like "thats a real man!", hahah, thankgod my idiotness was shared with Kp. i wouldnt want to end up being the only one laughing at my own silly jokes. after the heated match ended, i met DIYANAH!!! she came! apparently she smuggled herself into Mjc with a few of her friends. GO RJ!she shared a few things, actually noo, ALOT of things about her school. and she screamed when she saw KP!! lets talk about 5 years of not meeting each other! and and lets talk about an insider shall we! XOXO! i never thought RJ would be as great and awesome as how DIYY had describe it. back home i told shazni that should have &lt;strong&gt;DSA-ed into RJC&lt;/strong&gt; with my chinese orchestra. but then again........having to wake up to go to Buona Vista everyday? thats a suicide attempt for me. i can never discipline myself. sigh. still the same old me. after much talks and hugs, i had to go for CO practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZOMG, CO SYF TOMORO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wish me good luck. hope to bring back a medal. like duh, oh wait, i do hope to get a gold this time, end the chinese orchestra journey with pride right? im leaving after tomorow, since i have SC. now give me a &lt;em&gt;hell yeah.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;School: Sherlocks Homes case. honestly. mysteries are right at the doorsteps but it aint within grasp. interesting. and let me tell you something, i had the most scandalous, debatable talk about &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hormonal issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with my ex 4/8 class online an hour ago. something came up in my former school, and if things are not controlled, it could get worst. indeed no matter how amateur we all are, we did have a good talk huh? and i cant believe the words you guys use to explain such issues. smart choices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyways, I think I'll complete PI tomorrow. till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cause I don't wanna feel what I'm feeling inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-5180357113528670339?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5180357113528670339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=5180357113528670339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5180357113528670339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5180357113528670339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-dazzling-stream-within-lovers-sight.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SgBlHwnBwhI/AAAAAAAAA6E/caJOSAlhHe8/s72-c/dfa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-1867511932905676735</id><published>2009-05-04T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T23:11:53.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sf8FiQgG88I/AAAAAAAAA58/qeag0tOtotM/s1600-h/n561943387_455460_735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331986569933288386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sf8FiQgG88I/AAAAAAAAA58/qeag0tOtotM/s400/n561943387_455460_735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once upon a time, we held our heads up high.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder what my Jc life would be if Shazni was with me in the same school, or vice-versa, being in MJC or in TPJC. i think life at the beggining wouldnt have been rockissh spandex for me. it would have been calming and confortable. much of peace that i miss from her. If you're reading this Shazni, i wanna tell you that if my battery wasnt running low at 12%, i would have written a long essay just for you on my blog to just tell you how much i appreciate our friendship. i miss you alot, eventhough we sms practically everyday. thanks for being there for me eventhough the ice have melt and the leaves have wiltered. you're there for me even when you're about to race a 4km run or do a high jump. i knwo its not the time for regrets, bu tyou knwo whats one wish id like to see happening? Us going to VJC like what we had idealise from secondary 3 and still do so right this minute. NUS together yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks Shazni.&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/5629225663669361762-1867511932905676735?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1867511932905676735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=1867511932905676735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/1867511932905676735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/1867511932905676735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/sometimes-i-wonder-what-my-jc-life.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sf8FiQgG88I/AAAAAAAAA58/qeag0tOtotM/s72-c/n561943387_455460_735.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-8039076692764877962</id><published>2009-05-02T19:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T19:24:13.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SfwtL2uwTDI/AAAAAAAAA50/Emz_-WVSyrA/s1600-h/RIMG0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331185740593253426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SfwtL2uwTDI/AAAAAAAAA50/Emz_-WVSyrA/s400/RIMG0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SfwsfWxU4jI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ve_51NArgNo/s1600-h/RIMG0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331184976099861042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SfwsfWxU4jI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ve_51NArgNo/s400/RIMG0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17 AGAIN AND AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;GAHHH! dreading the weekends. there's mounts and mounts and loads and loads of homework, and after a few hours, im done with PI! updates soon.&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/5629225663669361762-8039076692764877962?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8039076692764877962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=8039076692764877962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8039076692764877962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8039076692764877962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/17-again-and-again.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SfwtL2uwTDI/AAAAAAAAA50/Emz_-WVSyrA/s72-c/RIMG0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-7383909064205960355</id><published>2009-04-29T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T00:05:19.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sfh5dwVY0BI/AAAAAAAAA5k/rcG482k5vbU/s1600-h/taylor-swift-vogue-shoot-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330143711090757650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sfh5dwVY0BI/AAAAAAAAA5k/rcG482k5vbU/s400/taylor-swift-vogue-shoot-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;drips of black paint beaded lines, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;an escapade that no longer holds a remorse insanity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your ego breaks and the jawlines rustened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt;, I knew you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sfh5XNZgHYI/AAAAAAAAA5c/gcZakUsCd_U/s1600-h/000pzaqb.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-7383909064205960355?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7383909064205960355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=7383909064205960355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/7383909064205960355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/7383909064205960355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/tears-of-black-draw-beaded-lines-on.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sfh5dwVY0BI/AAAAAAAAA5k/rcG482k5vbU/s72-c/taylor-swift-vogue-shoot-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-5013310704870499307</id><published>2009-04-29T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:52:52.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MONDAY BLUES, TUESDAY DROOLS, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WEDNESDAY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has placed a major STOP sign on my social life. its like really heavy and taking its toll on me and things around me. oh my, its not good for health but still, what can we do. we young infants are major victims of today's education system. if we dont go through it, our future will look and taste like raw mashed potato. so im still trying my best not to complain everyday at home to my dad about school and so much more. i used to think JC would be the best years of my life, but im doubting it a whole lot. i really wish time would pass faster. this phase in life is just so downgrading. its just sad that i have to face some things-i-hate in JC. just because of things that happen in the past that i honestly regret alot. somehow i just wish id turn back time to not do the stupid stuffs i did. what namira said in her blog hit homerun for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why do we have a past? why must we remember our history? it's like looking back on an old diary and realising how utterly stupid you were as a child when it was just three months ago. why do people change? why do people change their minds?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't they realise that sometimes, other people don't want them to?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i knew MJC was going to put me down to the worst state ever, in terms of physically and emotionally, i would never have gone there, but to think of it, with 11 points, where would be a better place then? i really want to clear things out. im just really disappointed. but for the sake of a better future, ive gotta go through this, even if it misses 2nd base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to you guys, thanks for the support at councillor investiture just now. =),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks for the hanger wave Ranice!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-5013310704870499307?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5013310704870499307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=5013310704870499307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5013310704870499307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5013310704870499307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/monday-blues-tuesday-drools-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-6532269488932420823</id><published>2009-04-19T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:13:40.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SesxPPsKeYI/AAAAAAAAA5U/0JqeLQVcWrs/s1600-h/Picture+602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326405122275309954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SesxPPsKeYI/AAAAAAAAA5U/0JqeLQVcWrs/s400/Picture+602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SesxO4DnZDI/AAAAAAAAA5M/QNFg7XSMb5E/s1600-h/Picture+563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326405115931223090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SesxO4DnZDI/AAAAAAAAA5M/QNFg7XSMb5E/s400/Picture+563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SesxOlUgbTI/AAAAAAAAA5E/iS26KCYSJBo/s1600-h/Picture+671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326405110901796146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SesxOlUgbTI/AAAAAAAAA5E/iS26KCYSJBo/s400/Picture+671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SesxOe4AYZI/AAAAAAAAA48/m9dshaT2_Tk/s1600-h/Picture+660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326405109171642770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SesxOe4AYZI/AAAAAAAAA48/m9dshaT2_Tk/s400/Picture+660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 7th Student Councillors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With eggs, we rock solid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-6532269488932420823?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6532269488932420823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=6532269488932420823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/6532269488932420823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/6532269488932420823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/7th-student-councillors-with-eggs-we.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SesxPPsKeYI/AAAAAAAAA5U/0JqeLQVcWrs/s72-c/Picture+602.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-2355904031434824247</id><published>2009-04-15T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T18:36:41.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeW3U0LyZOI/AAAAAAAAA40/E_OzGVFI9Cg/s1600-h/gossip-girl_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324863702668829922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeW3U0LyZOI/AAAAAAAAA40/E_OzGVFI9Cg/s400/gossip-girl_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;In my eyes, I'd like you to stay...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;( Student Councillor Camp from Friday to Saturday, ttyl.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-2355904031434824247?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2355904031434824247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=2355904031434824247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/2355904031434824247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/2355904031434824247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-your-eyes-id-like-you-to-stay.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeW3U0LyZOI/AAAAAAAAA40/E_OzGVFI9Cg/s72-c/gossip-girl_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-1634187606212117244</id><published>2009-04-15T18:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T18:24:08.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeW1ag3xYvI/AAAAAAAAA4s/GZNKjP2JMXQ/s1600-h/2838_71678646654_563211654_1759361_5605520_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324861601540563698" style="DISPLAY: block; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeWnv9FgSQI/AAAAAAAAAy8/Q3BIZVAbRvg/s320/DSCF6280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;SPEECH DAY AT PRCS 09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-4648962571163748002?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4648962571163748002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=4648962571163748002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4648962571163748002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4648962571163748002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/speech-day-at-prcs-09.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeWvevXQjSI/AAAAAAAAA4M/4qMIx20gLzw/s72-c/DSCF6404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-3594865453205057000</id><published>2009-04-15T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T00:22:38.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeS4BVnmmbI/AAAAAAAAAxc/n2AiZUoCouc/s1600-h/DSCF6456%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324582992581401010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeS4BVnmmbI/AAAAAAAAAxc/n2AiZUoCouc/s400/DSCF6456%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeS4BD4x6jI/AAAAAAAAAxU/vbQi9XVErdQ/s1600-h/DSCF6464%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324582987821607474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeS4BD4x6jI/AAAAAAAAAxU/vbQi9XVErdQ/s400/DSCF6464%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeS4A8JQUEI/AAAAAAAAAxM/STx7_NP2c04/s1600-h/DSCF6449%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324582985743224898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeS4A8JQUEI/AAAAAAAAAxM/STx7_NP2c04/s400/DSCF6449%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeS4Aid3kFI/AAAAAAAAAxE/N4vPmtbHGJw/s1600-h/DSCF6448%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324582978850361426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeS4Aid3kFI/AAAAAAAAAxE/N4vPmtbHGJw/s400/DSCF6448%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JACKSON 5- HAOSHAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-3594865453205057000?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3594865453205057000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=3594865453205057000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3594865453205057000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3594865453205057000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/jackson-5-haoshan.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeS4BVnmmbI/AAAAAAAAAxc/n2AiZUoCouc/s72-c/DSCF6456%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-5256129409583701599</id><published>2009-04-14T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T00:15:58.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND RIGHT AT THAT MOMENT, I SMILED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the weekend was a blast because my time management was 11/10 which is not meant to be sarcastic, i mean seriously. i aced my homework, studied and poohhhoooo, i passed my ECONS TEST 18/25, like how&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; namira&lt;/span&gt; would say it at her upmost slang : &lt;strong&gt;BAIK KE PER.&lt;/strong&gt; hahah, hell to the yeah i got that mark, highest somemore. Nonsense. so this means to say, minah dont only rob bank, they do well first in Econs, hence they ace it. bagus, i like. hahah, anyways, i went to watch Knowing with the best people; Meera, Huibin and Shazni. well, though the movie was based on scientology and future sensing thats so not going to happen like how the world will end due to the heat waves from the SUN, i still had fun. camwhored and talked till there's no more tomoro. unfortunately there is. SAD. More updates soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I GOT INTO STUDENT COUNCILLOR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hell to the yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;going for dance committee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;weeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost and Insecured, till I met You.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Monday was the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEST DAY EVER LET ME TELL YOU&lt;/span&gt;. not only did i walk home with a smile and almost hyper-ventilated, i also brought home a piece of joy. thank you Sharifah and THANK YOU bus53 for coming at the right moment. &lt;em&gt;I LOVE SBS&lt;/em&gt; and i love God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;namira's hospitality:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;$2500-$2&lt;/strong&gt; (for belanja-ing maggi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-5256129409583701599?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5256129409583701599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=5256129409583701599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5256129409583701599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5256129409583701599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-right-at-that-moment-i-smiled.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-5044547685614110424</id><published>2009-04-11T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:28:44.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeC2sGyN7dI/AAAAAAAAAw8/hRVPiCBa8X4/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323455628403666386" style="WIDTH: 240px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeC2WmlFU0I/AAAAAAAAAwM/lInkjievDNM/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeC2WsiSzhI/AAAAAAAAAwE/StuEXlouv4Q/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323455260580302354" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeC2WsiSzhI/AAAAAAAAAwE/StuEXlouv4Q/s320/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeC2WbvJz2I/AAAAAAAAAv8/Wus-GZrXEWk/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323455256070836066" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeC2WbvJz2I/AAAAAAAAAv8/Wus-GZrXEWk/s320/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FINALE OF SC DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;syiokkk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-5044547685614110424?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5044547685614110424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=5044547685614110424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5044547685614110424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5044547685614110424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/finale-of-sc-day-syiokkk.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeC2sGyN7dI/AAAAAAAAAw8/hRVPiCBa8X4/s72-c/Image031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-6393769214308438048</id><published>2009-04-11T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:23:26.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeC1oo8EtQI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Eh0PFBn7x78/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeC1oQbz8aI/AAAAAAAAAvE/5w6cIKvSMdc/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323454462762938786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeC1oQbz8aI/AAAAAAAAAvE/5w6cIKvSMdc/s400/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323454465199609874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeC1oZgwmBI/AAAAAAAAAu0/mTvRVz1WcOo/s400/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeC1ofLqYfI/AAAAAAAAAu8/7xpds_XgBmw/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Models tak menjadi, i think namie can uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-6393769214308438048?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6393769214308438048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=6393769214308438048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/6393769214308438048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/6393769214308438048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/models-tak-menjadi-i-think-namie-can-uh.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeC1oQbz8aI/AAAAAAAAAvE/5w6cIKvSMdc/s72-c/Image025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-9058702042112882532</id><published>2009-04-11T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:20:39.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeC1GAPXRgI/AAAAAAAAAus/J7tRrfU9ui0/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323453874300208642" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeC1GAPXRgI/AAAAAAAAAus/J7tRrfU9ui0/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeC1GJqiRpI/AAAAAAAAAuk/1BmInlL2PEc/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323453876830094994" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeC1GJqiRpI/AAAAAAAAAuk/1BmInlL2PEc/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;COOL OR WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&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/5629225663669361762-9058702042112882532?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/9058702042112882532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=9058702042112882532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/9058702042112882532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/9058702042112882532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/cool-or-what.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SeC1GAPXRgI/AAAAAAAAAus/J7tRrfU9ui0/s72-c/Image017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-7760230429733416491</id><published>2009-04-11T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:07:22.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Life is like a highway with jams and massive &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;To tell you the truth, I’m not enjoying my time at MJC, seriously. Not because of the bitching and whatsoever. It’s because my social life has scaled down to &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;less than a size zero.&lt;/span&gt; It’s like I constantly return home late from school every single day and never fail to sleep after 12am. My time management is terrible let me tell you. And the fact that CIO SYF is nearing in a few weeks, practice have become intense and are of longer hours. Almost everyday I’ll stay back after school, sometimes till 9pm just for CCA. It’s tiring me to the max. IAs much as I love to play my instrument, the tiring hours leave me regretting my decision of joining this CCA. But nevertheless, I always tell myself that passion is the main reason why I’m here and nothing else should be of a bother. Moving on. Well, I usually push all my homework to weekends when weekends suppose to be the time for relaxation or revising. No. the weekdays are thrashed with school hours and sleeping time, and the weekends are overwhelmed with the datelines to meet and so on. Its hectic life let me tell you. Sometimes I wonder why the hell I am even here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I thought weekends should be used to go out with friends like 4/8 and Jackson 5 but due to blablababla, I am left with no time to meet up with those that I had made promises to. Really it sucks. GAH. I’m complaining so much here. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;With everything said, to juniors, &lt;strong&gt;don’t go to Mjc if you cannot tahan stress okay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When the light flashes green, you scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HAHA, on a positive note&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;, I do love school.&lt;/span&gt; Wait, why am I contradicting myself? LOLS. Anyways, my class is hell lot a crazy-fun-going-party poopers. We’re just a crazy lot, not counting a few, and yes, I think we’re one of the most chaotic 4H2 classes, besides May Xuen/ Adelyn over the top classmates. Oh well, we ain’t looking like what 4H2 students suppose to be. Well, I guess that’s just the nature of my class. I do love being around them but really; sometimes I get so sick of their sarcasm and jokes that I’d probably sit a few tables away from them during classes. HAH, nah just kidding. But when I had said before that 09S113 had triumph 4/8, but the more I see it, the more I realize that it’s not the case.&lt;strong&gt; 4/8 will always be the best of the best&lt;/strong&gt;. I don’t know, 4/8 just seems to be everyone’s comfort zone while 09S113 could be described as a temporary hang out place. But no matter where I am, my character and attitude never changed. And that’s the beauty of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When orange gives u a momentary pause, you wailed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; let me tell you, I thought in JC you could find it that easily. Hell no, its not there for you and neither can you be there for it. I have accepted the fact that I’ll not meet anyone in meridian in this two years. . With the way my life is going, love is a luxury, not and never will be a necessity in meridian. Give up much? Haha, no, I just need to focus more on what I really need to do in school and in my social life first. yes there are a few eye-candies to enjoy but thats just it. how boring.  All hail to gayness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You speed and, off the road you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I’ll never fail to motivate myself no matter how tough the journey is. This is what I shall live with for the next one and a half years, then &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I’ll go backpacking with Shazni to Italy.&lt;/span&gt; YEAY. Anyways, gosh, after 2 months, finally im watching a movie with meera and shazni after a gazillion years of not having to meet them! Omg, im super excited!!!! Yeay. And tan huibin, you better be present. Haoshan, stop mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SPEECH DAY 09 APRIL 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’ll rattle more on this great event soon yeap. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;PICTURES UP AND LOADED&lt;/span&gt; in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;XOXO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ain’t a facility for secrets.&lt;/em&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/5629225663669361762-7760230429733416491?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7760230429733416491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=7760230429733416491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/7760230429733416491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/7760230429733416491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-theres-lockdown.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-8015569435410882510</id><published>2009-04-08T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T00:50:03.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sdt_uRodzqI/AAAAAAAAAuU/H0sDm4ApD9E/s1600-h/westwick-szohr-game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321987817652211362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sdt_uRodzqI/AAAAAAAAAuU/H0sDm4ApD9E/s400/westwick-szohr-game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Your eyes are doing &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; where they don't match your mouth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Serena: Well, he does &lt;strong&gt;brood&lt;/strong&gt; in the &lt;em&gt;sexiest&lt;/em&gt; way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To be honest with you guys, Im more happier in the early morning of the new day, and when i say morning, it means like straight after 12am. where the new day begins, and the whole vacation thing seems to get futher and further away. I dont know why im still up and blogging, oh well, its because of PI and since the laptop crashed and notepad aint gonna be&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; your next best friend&lt;/span&gt; for PW, therefore i hereby conclude IM&lt;em&gt; technologically-broke&lt;/em&gt;, or whatever you IT-awesomers call it. HMM, school has been pretty raw with hay and mustard, a little of sugar at the edges. alls wells that ends well. and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG, SPEECH DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in less than two days. *squels. OMG, namira! you so have to write that complain letter!!!  no doubt about that. OH yes, House Comm Nominations tomorow. pretty excited for those who entered. hope Nawawi gets CAPTAIN. he really does remind me of Firdaus. and i heard from Kit Meng, he's pretty a star at VS. way to go, all the way PHOBOS. hmm, what else, councillor elections! YEAY. i seriously hope no one will fall asleep during my speech, honestly i want to get over and done with it because im sure you fellow JC1 peeps wouldnt want to sit down in the hall for two hours and hear us talk. apologies to all. Hmm what else...im just scheming through my thoughts, and..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;OH YES,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to Nadia and Sharifah, &lt;strong&gt;LAST WARNING&lt;/strong&gt;. its my tuuurnnnnnn. its not fair okay, i mean srsly. why do i have to be stuck to being mute? and you guys can shout out every little detail rattling in your head at any moment? NOT FAIR. hmmph. anyways, can you believe it, I PASSED MATHS! *squels. its a remarkable, undescribable joy embedding in me. and Bio test was naturally a suicidal killar down the cellar back there in school. and you know what, just when i wanted to go out on Friday, it turns out that thats the only day that i can  finish all my Homework and really sit down and study. WOW,&lt;em&gt; the joy of breaks&lt;/em&gt;. i really need to set and priortise my minutes right. i mean the hours are good, but oh well, you may never know when anything goes wrong. okay then, off now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't let people tell you who you are, you show them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-8015569435410882510?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8015569435410882510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=8015569435410882510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8015569435410882510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8015569435410882510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/your-eyes-are-doing-that-thing-where.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sdt_uRodzqI/AAAAAAAAAuU/H0sDm4ApD9E/s72-c/westwick-szohr-game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-1902421303632163531</id><published>2009-04-04T21:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:09:42.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SddgUg5Se2I/AAAAAAAAAuM/kDrRQGnIcMg/s1600-h/cast-gossip-girl_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320827390305401698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SddgUg5Se2I/AAAAAAAAAuM/kDrRQGnIcMg/s400/cast-gossip-girl_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;NEED SOME KIND OF CASUALTY AS AN ABSTRACT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(working on my tenses here but whatever)&lt;/em&gt; Alrights, a few minutes ago i had the intention of not having to update my blog but then again, i changed my mind, typical me, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fickle-minded&lt;/span&gt;. School's been a major breakout here. I think its getting hectic day by day, minute by minute and so on. it doesnt even make a difference if i were to live in Honolulu and come to Mjc or even stay at Pasir Ris and come to Mjc. i still return home late as ever and &lt;strong&gt;scribble/doodle/yaddle&lt;/strong&gt; my homework till late night. this isnt what i wanted from the begginning. Now im wishing that I could retain in Secondary 4 and retake and retake and continue to retake O level. a little too over the top here. You know reality is that, i dont feel the pressure when im in school because im too busy having fun but once i return home, everything seems to pour out like the size of North Pole, maybe twice. believe me as much as i want to ignore it, i have to brace it because if i dont do it now, then when? and yes, vote for me okay, councillor keeps me at peace, because i'll be doing the things that i love. Omg, my blog is becoming an art of soberity. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STOP. LAST WARNING EH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I wonder why all of us are lying to ourselves. isit for the sake of comfort or just to put up an appearance before others? Either way, it doesnt matter. all of us are living in the internal projection of self-denial. so yeay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HMMM,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jackson 5, we need to crash somewhere soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-1902421303632163531?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1902421303632163531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=1902421303632163531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/1902421303632163531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/1902421303632163531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-some-kind-of-casualty-as.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SddgUg5Se2I/AAAAAAAAAuM/kDrRQGnIcMg/s72-c/cast-gossip-girl_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-4862406069996206551</id><published>2009-04-01T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:33:33.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SdJEfpSUgoI/AAAAAAAAAuE/vl6Np5VpMx8/s1600-h/gossip-girl-cast-2_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319389420327305858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SdJEfpSUgoI/AAAAAAAAAuE/vl6Np5VpMx8/s400/gossip-girl-cast-2_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're bout as reliable as paper shoes in bad weathers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(busy doing malay composition)&lt;/em&gt; Okay, i seriously need to sleep early but i just got a knack to just stay awake till 1plus and then have a hangover tomoro. fast track to reality now. Things are getting crazier. i seriously need to prioritise my time, stop ditching homework/studies and focus on what i want eventually at the end of JC2. omg, this all sound like a PUSHOVER. anyways, the councillor elections is paying a toll over the droll. Sometimes i wonder where it may take me to. I'll ride along positive that theres a vivid sunshine over at the end of this crossroad. alright this post is as &lt;strong&gt;mundane&lt;/strong&gt; as the referee kayu ignoring Khair just now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soccer&lt;/strong&gt; was &lt;strong&gt;PLAIN BAGUS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all the way people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Met my match today and it felt like the blood rushing and mingling, such a curious and enigmatic thing. Pants High is an inspiration to me. like really. I dont know why but PH just seems to stand out among the crowd of get-goers even if PH is not a significant person like Caveman is. PH is determined in life, busy looking at notes and focusing 100% in Maths lectures while my class and the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;KPO Fadhil&lt;/span&gt; were busy engaging ourselves in weird jokes. especially about one about the stench of the flower on my hair. &lt;strong&gt;RIGGHHHT&lt;/strong&gt;. there aint bee in it, Reggie.HAHA. PH is one of the most charming person you will ever meet. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it only takes a smile to forget a goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. just that and everything else just seem to fit perfectly now. nothing is going to ruin it like previous issues. I wont make mistakes like I did in the past. and i hope I'll meet my match soon after. So everyone, lets start by listening more in class, ignoring &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Caveman's FEROSHNESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, stop holding on to your panties and lets start getting focus babes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because Pants high already did.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;XOXOXO.&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/5629225663669361762-4862406069996206551?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4862406069996206551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=4862406069996206551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4862406069996206551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4862406069996206551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/youre-bout-as-reliable-as-paper-shoes.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SdJEfpSUgoI/AAAAAAAAAuE/vl6Np5VpMx8/s72-c/gossip-girl-cast-2_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-3619993572555327551</id><published>2009-03-29T22:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:40:31.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sc-GP19bl2I/AAAAAAAAAt8/M2RvicOuIHY/s1600-h/2649_1067356777481_1632906526_164290_5586160_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318617291688744802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sc-GP19bl2I/AAAAAAAAAt8/M2RvicOuIHY/s400/2649_1067356777481_1632906526_164290_5586160_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; An Escalating Momentum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here comes &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mangamar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i didnt expect it to just go away like that but you know what, Sharifah/Nadia/Kp, i needed last week to just focus and see what i really wanted. and i did find out in the end. i was reluctant to kiss and forget, but somehow, the way i was impressed by this whole chunk of info splashing continuously onto me, really made me just wanna go &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;High five and say Farewell&lt;/span&gt;.like the saying: out with the old and in with the new. Im really happy to embrace it and yes, everyday's gonna be something new aint it? okay i guess i should go now, see you guys/gurls tomorow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, Soccer Season is starting next week and i sooo cant wait. its somekind of a&lt;strong&gt; BIGSHOT&lt;/strong&gt; thing in school. and i'll be there, will you? but &lt;em&gt;thanks to waddle's information&lt;/em&gt;, I wont be anticipating much during the matches.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; MEH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. its okay, the whole MJC is going to be at the Gallery to watch. So here comes the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;. Love it.&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/5629225663669361762-3619993572555327551?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3619993572555327551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=3619993572555327551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3619993572555327551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3619993572555327551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/escalating-momentum-here-comes-mangamar.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sc-GP19bl2I/AAAAAAAAAt8/M2RvicOuIHY/s72-c/2649_1067356777481_1632906526_164290_5586160_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-6990175291763202828</id><published>2009-03-29T09:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T09:47:40.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sc7QbJneqlI/AAAAAAAAAt0/HfygLGrzcQg/s1600-h/2649_1067357297494_1632906526_164303_2116312_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318417374827686482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sc7QbJneqlI/AAAAAAAAAt0/HfygLGrzcQg/s400/2649_1067357297494_1632906526_164303_2116312_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; The Cavies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Kp including eh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tuesday =DDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Avada Kedavra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-6990175291763202828?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6990175291763202828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=6990175291763202828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/6990175291763202828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/6990175291763202828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/cavies-kp-including-eh-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sc7QbJneqlI/AAAAAAAAAt0/HfygLGrzcQg/s72-c/2649_1067357297494_1632906526_164303_2116312_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-5355027014222675696</id><published>2009-03-27T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:40:49.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SczzNSYq0MI/AAAAAAAAAts/NAP8lUTipC0/s1600-h/gossipgirl9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317892669616869570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SczzNSYq0MI/AAAAAAAAAts/NAP8lUTipC0/s400/gossipgirl9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Lets take the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUN &lt;/span&gt;to the next level.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;XOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-5355027014222675696?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5355027014222675696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=5355027014222675696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5355027014222675696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5355027014222675696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/lets-take-fun-to-next-level.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SczzNSYq0MI/AAAAAAAAAts/NAP8lUTipC0/s72-c/gossipgirl9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-2277729742266612225</id><published>2009-03-27T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:37:01.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHARMING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have the itch to like change my blogskin like seriously. but having the factor of time that abuses my right, hence i have to find my other alternative, which is, nothing. oh wait. Homework. wait no, councillor rally. okay if i had a chance i would talk about caveman the whole 2 minutes, but being a REBEL, as how errfee cina friend had suggested to me, I'll just babble my way through. OH NO, i wouldnt kill this joy. im going to inspire you guys okayy. inspiration comes from, the fluid that well-speeled into your brain. i will come out with something, i promise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DATELINE&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;midnight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG, OMG, ALYAH! OH WAIT&lt;/strong&gt;. i forgot what to say. (hah) adeed and shafiq did that to me just now in school, it must either be their really hectic after-school schedule or that i just looked so inspiring back there that they actually had forgotten what to say to me. and during break time, adeeb shared with us some CHEATERS (some hotshot movie) insiders and i couldnt help laughing about the lesbian part and also about the STARHUB commercial that i have never come across. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ADEEB YOU ARE SOOO THE ZAHARAH&lt;/span&gt;. eat more kayy. i'll help you. anyways spent some havoc time with Nadia and Sharifah after school. sadly, our KP had tennis camp. hope you're feeling way more lethargic than us yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So after CO practice and the movie screening “I AM SAM” that was viewed by the girls’ class, we headed to the bus stop where laughter and sarcastic jokes touched left the boundaries of our friendship circle to passersby and meridian students who were coming out of the school gate. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HELL YEAH WE HAD FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;(eh?)&lt;/em&gt; Sharifah counted the number of people like as if there’s like a million and one of them who wanted to know the insides. And guess what? It mounted to FOUR, JUST FOUR ALRIGHT. It took her forever to count that, seriously, it was hilarious. And more so we tried to mimic ARNOLD in many ways, especially after every perfect sentence structure we are capable of producing in the middle of all the laughter.  And we saw a familiar figure climbing the wall, it wasn’t a sight, it was sheer light. Hmm, it was funny seriously, every little joke should be written down before we forget about it. But the thing is, there’s too many. After Sharifah hoped on the third BUS 89, me and Nadia crossed over and took 358. I tell you, I kept repeating to her the same point over and over again, thank god she didn’t get sick of it. Tapi takleh melebih and go overboard with it, I know Nadia. We aint mindless.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking with her to her house, and after sharing a bunch/an encyclopedia of knowledge from me to her and vice versa, I headed home. While I was walking back, there was this group of Ah Lians from this neighborhood school and boy were they looking loose. I mean seriously. Dressed in their refined uniforms, here come Queen B(s). all of them looked alike. With their side fringes, thin hair and a pumpkin implanted on their head, they looked like Siamese twins/triplets. Honestly, we should really try to educate this kind of people who do nothing but create silent havoc in the neighborhood. Thank god im out of that Era. Like frankly speaking, secondary school may not be a place with good memories if you decide to judge it as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH OH OH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, let me tell you.. &lt;strong&gt;CAVEMAN GOT A NEW GROOOVE!&lt;/strong&gt; It was damn hilarious. After a week of not having to see &lt;em&gt;our beloved mascot&lt;/em&gt;, we found him coodling in school. Sharifah, looked obviously, saw him first and burst into a fit. She practically rolled down the Bra-Way. Nadia, razeef and I had to pulled her up the Way without looking at him. And we made it. The friend was watching, I knew who that friend was, banyak cerita. And after reaching a comfort zone, we laughed. I hoped Bouncer didn’t see us or else he might put a lease on us for producing too high a noise. Havoc has return and society shall resume next week, where the real deal &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WILL OFFICIALLY BEGIN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just now, about the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Champions League&lt;/span&gt; among secondary schools, I pestered my dad to tell me the results while my dad was talking to, if im not wrong, GVSS soccer coach. Omg, St Pats and VS to the final. Interesting. And waddle gave the wrong info. 8-0. 7-0 lahh. I never watch also can give exact value. What uh. That’s called being smart. Like yeah. GO ST PATS!!&lt;br /&gt; Hahaha, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;go Rahman juniors.&lt;/span&gt;  HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Im really &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEXT WEEK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s going to be &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SPEECH DAY AT PRCS&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; and with 6 distinctions but a poor grade in English, I shall return there one last time for an honoree moment. Honestly im really happy that part of my dream came true. To get an invite to Speech Day had always been my mission since the day I saw a million and one seniors from MJC getting their scrolls from the GOH. Now’s my turn. Im really excited. So Monday’s going to be the first practice, hence I’ll have to leave school before 4.30pm, rightfully before PE, with hadi and meridyn. And the official SPEECH DAY will commence on 9 April 2009. I made my mum’s dream come true. About the other part, let’s not dwell it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there’s going to be Councilor’s Interview. Do hope I’ll be able to show my humor and of course to do my best is my main objective. &lt;strong&gt;Wish me lucky homeys.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that’s all I have to say for now. Buying Ipod tomorrow, LIKE FINALLY MUM! And meeting up with grandma/cousins/aunts/uncles. Wow, joy joy in a long run. Hope you guys have a good weekend. Im much much better now. Thanks for your concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Till then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;XOXOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-2277729742266612225?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2277729742266612225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=2277729742266612225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/2277729742266612225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/2277729742266612225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/charming.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-8023191782798707874</id><published>2009-03-26T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:10:49.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScuaxZi7X4I/AAAAAAAAAtk/kQe63wmKx1U/s1600-h/gossip-girl-cast_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317513958502653826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScuaxZi7X4I/AAAAAAAAAtk/kQe63wmKx1U/s400/gossip-girl-cast_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-8023191782798707874?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8023191782798707874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=8023191782798707874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8023191782798707874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8023191782798707874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/xoxo.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScuaxZi7X4I/AAAAAAAAAtk/kQe63wmKx1U/s72-c/gossip-girl-cast_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-8940212897723605722</id><published>2009-03-26T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:21:19.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE FIELD, THE TEAM, THE RUN, THE JOG, YEAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So school have been well, pretty mundane because there isnt anything for us to enjoy and all. the school feels quiet, is quiet by the way and well no fun AT ALL, right cavies?&lt;em&gt; "my life would suck without you&lt;/em&gt;". &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;come back caveman&lt;/span&gt;, thats all we babes need. other than that, the stress is building up with Bouncer on the loose and controversys are making headlines. people should really be ready for the worst and listen but DONT comment. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;comments/gossips&lt;/span&gt; are a big hit in MJC and it spreads like a clash of thunder and a powerhouse. that fast and THAT hard. anyways, personally, im doing my best to cope in JC. yes the jokes/laughter/nonsense really is the main reason why i go to school for. but reality checks up on me and OH boy, it is WORST than hell. i have no life now, i dont visit my grandparents anymore during weekend, no swimming, no slacking, no going out with friends, just &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STUDYSTUDYSTUDY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. sounds like fun huh, i kinda like it. but being coop up in this four walls could be overrated at some point in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dear God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my future? its &lt;em&gt;blur&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;headless&lt;/em&gt;. what i visioned yesterday dissapeared today. i must find my path, my way, my life and my destiny. guide me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i needed this morning to clear my head. thank you nadia for just keeping quiet and being there. this situation will go away soon, i just need this time to be there for those who really need it and not let my temper to soar sky high. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;alyah got temper???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wah, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LAST WARNING..&lt;/span&gt; and it has nothing to do with anyone in school, so dont worry, i love everyone. well till then, thank you everyone who were there for me today. you guys know who you are.♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Pa&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; H&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;h.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;here's where the &lt;strong&gt;fun &lt;/strong&gt;begins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-8940212897723605722?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8940212897723605722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=8940212897723605722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8940212897723605722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8940212897723605722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/field-runthat-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-7095640917707045726</id><published>2009-03-25T22:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:33:18.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sco9YSQ5PgI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Jei0OObFdzs/s1600-h/gal_gossip-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317129797493145090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sco9YSQ5PgI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Jei0OObFdzs/s400/gal_gossip-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Dear GG,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;help me through this crossroads.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i learn today about people makes me realize that it is not what it seems at surface level. there came moments of surprise and sadness/dissapointments, but we all have to face it yeah. im heading through a crossroad now, i dont know how well i am able to cope with it. it has nothing to do with school, well, maybe partially. but this is a bigger challenge for me to overcome. to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shazni,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thank you so much for being here for me today, it realy means alot to me to just hear me out in silence. =).. i do hope God is with me here. i really need guidance right now. and i so need to keep my temper down. of course in school i dont show it, but wait till the gate closes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WAH ERUPTTTTT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you really really dont want to see me get mad. its been a long time since i shouted at someone, and dont make me. dont start. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;SHARIFAH, NADIA,NAMIRA,KP, SYAFIQAH&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;, 09S113&lt;/span&gt;, WADDLE, PANTS HIGH,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;we will make it through JC1 kayy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to tell you the truth, the&lt;em&gt; longer&lt;/em&gt; i wait for it to come, which like i said before i know that it will never come, the&lt;em&gt; faster&lt;/em&gt; reality checks up on me. &lt;strong&gt;to hang on?&lt;/strong&gt; nope. soon, confidence would be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; overrated. i'll be able to brush/walk past w/o feeling awkward. im so ready for that. i had enough.like seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;been there, done that, i should have slapped myself harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ni semue dah merepek. k dah bye.&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/5629225663669361762-7095640917707045726?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7095640917707045726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=7095640917707045726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/7095640917707045726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/7095640917707045726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/dear-gg-help-me-through-this-crossroads.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sco9YSQ5PgI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Jei0OObFdzs/s72-c/gal_gossip-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-4251269887825688594</id><published>2009-03-22T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:51:46.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScZPuv8CesI/AAAAAAAAAtU/gfs8aDYqRtk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316024074718313154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScZPuv8CesI/AAAAAAAAAtU/gfs8aDYqRtk/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; See you gurls tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxoxoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*cant wait for school to start! &lt;strong&gt;yeay!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lets get the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SOCIETY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; rolling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-4251269887825688594?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4251269887825688594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=4251269887825688594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4251269887825688594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4251269887825688594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/see-you-gurls-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScZPuv8CesI/AAAAAAAAAtU/gfs8aDYqRtk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-8279742338246263531</id><published>2009-03-22T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T17:57:47.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScYLc-EmGlI/AAAAAAAAAtM/liW_4TqUY-M/s1600-h/normal_hq010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315949002483964498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScYLc-EmGlI/AAAAAAAAAtM/liW_4TqUY-M/s400/normal_hq010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; i miss GG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScYKsZqYKBI/AAAAAAAAAtE/iTpSsp41e64/s1600-h/normal_032.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-8279742338246263531?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8279742338246263531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=8279742338246263531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8279742338246263531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8279742338246263531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-miss-gg.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScYLc-EmGlI/AAAAAAAAAtM/liW_4TqUY-M/s72-c/normal_hq010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-4351671791744751609</id><published>2009-03-21T01:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T01:29:41.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScPSODyeaMI/AAAAAAAAAs8/J9tS5bGZ0_M/s1600-h/Chace-Crawford.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315323124204333250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScPSODyeaMI/AAAAAAAAAs8/J9tS5bGZ0_M/s400/Chace-Crawford.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; i wanntttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScPQknOqcXI/AAAAAAAAAs0/4NUnw0rj4O8/s1600-h/0007513h.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-4351671791744751609?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4351671791744751609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=4351671791744751609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4351671791744751609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4351671791744751609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wanntttttt.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScPSODyeaMI/AAAAAAAAAs8/J9tS5bGZ0_M/s72-c/Chace-Crawford.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-3171330020562077569</id><published>2009-03-20T22:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:22:15.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wouldnt want it to be just a memory, i'd like a forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in life right, there are some things that you just cant seem to reach out and grab it and paint it as yours, like sealed it with your kiss. and sometimes no matter how mad i can get over it, i still have to realize that there's like soo many other options that i can choose rather than hang on to this option that i may not be able to achieve judging from current circumstances. okay what am i crapping about? well, i have no idea, i think motion sickness have driven me to write nonsensical issues in my blog rather than talking about my everyday life, like i always do. i think its the time of the hour where you sit and stare at the open window, upon vast blackness, drowning yourself into unrealistic dreams and maybe add in some chaos or so here and there. its 10.45pm and i feel extremely tired but theres like sooo many homework to finish. so here i am sitting waiting for a few softwares to upload while my sister is already in bed. she doesnt look like she has homework mann. thats what im complaining about. but there she is acing every question i ask her about economics. its not fair. i hate unfairness. ARGGH. okay beat the blues aleeyah. okay back to the topic on daydreaming. let me ask you guys something, is fantasy worth reaching out for or are they just there to make you forget about the soberity of life. hell yeah i hope its more of the latter than the former. i dont know people, sometimes i do regret going to Mjc, but to really think through about it, there's no other place i'd rather be than Mjc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;why MJC? theres honestly great friends that im sure i'll cherish like Nadia, Sharifah, Erfee, Sze-Ern, KP, Namira Syaf! even caveman could be placed in my friendship list. why not? BE&lt;strong&gt; FEROCIOUS &lt;/strong&gt;like how shar and Kp would put it. and there's my class 09S113. Theres no place like home when im with them. and i love the uniform and how you look super cool in it with palm shoes and all. and how i dont have to clip up my fringe like back in PRCS and how i can really put red everywhere around me. and and and and , so many more. and the fact that its near Shazni house which entitles me to meet her more often. i should be planning my time more wisely. i have lagged out my good friends from PRCS especially from 4/8, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;meera huibin and haoshan&lt;/span&gt;. its like theres this dissapointment surrounding me when i cant make time for class outing yesterday because im still not done with my homework. sad? yes, thats how i feel. very much. the way they camwhored, tells me how much fun they had, fun that im missing out because there's a biiger priority and that is thee education. abolish it and lets make the future generations party hard. haha, that wont happen of course because we all wouldnt have any directions in life. well, yeah, and sufiah too. we made s many promises last year only to find out that they are left hanging in the air waiting for someone to just snap it off. hence, with all this said, i would like to apologise to everyone whom im suppose to still be fully contacting now, (but no im not). and to nabilah, dear dear tpjc minah, go and put rainbows in the sky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i expected JC life to be a rollercoaster ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so here i am enjoying the twirls and the whirls and the upturns and downturns of the ride aka having fun at school with friends and al. but once i reached the edge and about to free fall, i suddenly realized harsh reality. im all alone in this lonely world? then, i fall, and accelerate till time passes dawn and dusk seems to fade like a cycle of an offspring in split seconds. where do i go from here? i have no idea? is all this worth? im asking myself all this because i have no idea whether this life, this road im heading forth, is this what i am made to be? is there elsewhere? am i ready for this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH&lt;/span&gt; NO. its going to be a long rooad ahead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but to put some sunshine here,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BALI WAS AWESOME! hair braiding, shopping, sunset, places of interest to visit, it was a great trip for me, a blow wind blow kinda situation. i enjoyed myself. yeay to me! ;D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;see you guys around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;XOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-3171330020562077569?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3171330020562077569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=3171330020562077569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3171330020562077569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3171330020562077569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wouldnt-want-it-to-be-just-memory-id.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-5310290803950145137</id><published>2009-03-20T13:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T13:36:01.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScMqnnJUOKI/AAAAAAAAAss/82uVH61rrNg/s1600-h/Bali+2009+298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315138845238638754" style="WIDTH: 200px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScMpcRRyi7I/AAAAAAAAArU/I_i50NDee_Y/s200/Bali+2009+147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScMpcDFKlrI/AAAAAAAAArM/nD6V78BRUAM/s1600-h/Bali+2009+136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315137547067365042" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScMpcDFKlrI/AAAAAAAAArM/nD6V78BRUAM/s200/Bali+2009+136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScMpcMK9k4I/AAAAAAAAArE/ghuJJqumLp0/s1600-h/Bali+2009+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315137549507597186" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScMpcMK9k4I/AAAAAAAAArE/ghuJJqumLp0/s200/Bali+2009+116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScMoFqlA-JI/AAAAAAAAAq0/OKrvZojUqho/s1600-h/Bali+2009+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315136063021316242" style="WIDTH: 200px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScMoE7l46tI/AAAAAAAAAqc/42NqpimBVQo/s200/Bali+2009+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScMoEq_nkJI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Lsm-mP6MFn4/s1600-h/Bali+2009+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315136045953028242" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScMoEq_nkJI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Lsm-mP6MFn4/s200/Bali+2009+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-5310290803950145137?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5310290803950145137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=5310290803950145137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5310290803950145137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5310290803950145137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScMqnnJUOKI/AAAAAAAAAss/82uVH61rrNg/s72-c/Bali+2009+298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-6182444412437137665</id><published>2009-03-20T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T13:13:23.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScMloVeM_bI/AAAAAAAAAqM/nQmo9MFj4ww/s1600-h/Bali+2009+299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315133360116137394" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScMlnD4l62I/AAAAAAAAAps/FK8QOEau23I/s400/Bali+2009+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-6182444412437137665?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6182444412437137665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=6182444412437137665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/6182444412437137665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/6182444412437137665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScMloVeM_bI/AAAAAAAAAqM/nQmo9MFj4ww/s72-c/Bali+2009+299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-5706036486251704496</id><published>2009-03-18T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T15:56:51.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314433207771377842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScCo2GvAsLI/AAAAAAAAApc/Oz7klL2qZQY/s400/Bali+2009+154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScCo3syyQBI/AAAAAAAAApk/8WxYIznVKHk/s1600-h/Bali+2009+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314433235167625234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScCo3syyQBI/AAAAAAAAApk/8WxYIznVKHk/s400/Bali+2009+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScCocZ92vuI/AAAAAAAAApM/5JbvXwCM8fw/s1600-h/Bali+2009+113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314432766257315554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScCocZ92vuI/AAAAAAAAApM/5JbvXwCM8fw/s400/Bali+2009+113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScCocNrbmwI/AAAAAAAAApE/9fyYuY6nL68/s1600-h/Bali+2009+104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314432762958813954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScCocNrbmwI/AAAAAAAAApE/9fyYuY6nL68/s400/Bali+2009+104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScCobwyGLGI/AAAAAAAAAo8/K39hnfRvV4s/s1600-h/Bali+2009+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314432755202141282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScCobwyGLGI/AAAAAAAAAo8/K39hnfRvV4s/s400/Bali+2009+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BALI HOLIDAY TRIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14Maret to 17Maret2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SHALL UPDATE SOON PEOPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MISS ME STILL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;XOXOXOXOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-5706036486251704496?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5706036486251704496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=5706036486251704496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5706036486251704496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/5706036486251704496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/bali-holiday-trip-14maret-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/ScCo2GvAsLI/AAAAAAAAApc/Oz7klL2qZQY/s72-c/Bali+2009+154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-3126497708572197286</id><published>2009-03-13T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T13:52:07.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sbnzye1WReI/AAAAAAAAAo0/6GW5m18FUCo/s1600-h/2611_69060079864_555854864_1533766_2655638_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312545284056040930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sbnzye1WReI/AAAAAAAAAo0/6GW5m18FUCo/s400/2611_69060079864_555854864_1533766_2655638_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; HAPPY HOLIDAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-3126497708572197286?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3126497708572197286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=3126497708572197286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3126497708572197286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3126497708572197286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/Sbnzye1WReI/AAAAAAAAAo0/6GW5m18FUCo/s72-c/2611_69060079864_555854864_1533766_2655638_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-7285290996979064189</id><published>2009-03-13T12:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T11:41:57.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;I HAVE A DREAM, I HAVE A TALE, ONLY I CAN SAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so the first term of school has ended and BOY AM I TIRED! hahah, like hell to the yeah! okay for now, i have no idea how to start my post. hmmm. let me think, okay, i'll break it down in this few points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i think im getting friendly by the minute. i'll be smiling around and you know the thing is that, meridian peeps are just so nice and friendly, even if you dont know them, and dont you let them be the first to smile at you, let YOURSELF be the one to smile first. it would make the world go round and round and round. hahah, oh yes, we celebrated Mardhiah's burfday during common lunch yesterday and BOY WAS IT AWESOME! with water balloons and pizzas, everything was fun! though her burfday is this saturday. well, like i said in previous posts, i have the best class ever. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i think 09S113 can triumph 4/8 2008&lt;/span&gt;, sorry dopes, because we are a much smaller class and the bondings are becoming stronger. i cant believe i have made friends with 24 of the most weirdest characters. thats 09S113 for you. and on the other side of the rainbow, i have friends outside of class and the close ones are &lt;strong&gt;like Sharifah and Nadia who are AWESOME MATES.&lt;/strong&gt; especially when we talk about caveman! and the intro yesterday made Sharifah flipped 156156516degrees! ahahaha, yesterday we three went home together after class. hadi played and sang for us three songs with his guitar, (how i wish it was someone else playing that machine) and jai was with us, so intro here and there, hadi now have officially been pimped with VOTES, from more girls, AIYO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;having more friends mean that my facebook is getting wilder than ever, kudos to erfee sharifah and also nadia HAHAH. spam spam spam. boy do i have A GOOD TIME IN SCHOOL. but i know that if i keep having fun and enjoy 24/7, i'll definitely get retained. so on the serious note, lets talk about my studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STUDIES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im not coping well in school to be honest with you. during lectures i'll just copy notes and words go in and out. and when i go home and look through the notes, THEN i am able to understand it. i have not settled down in school yet in terms of studies. my results are mediocre but i know i have this march holidays to brush up my 4 main subjects before the crazier topics begin to topple over me in the upcoming terms. yes i can, yes i will. i am determined and ready to work my best. yes i can. yes i will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;physical education&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;sharifah&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;was that PE or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;national service?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! seriously, it WAS an intro to NS, we had to go to five stations and do lots of workouts like sit ups, jumping, and after each station we had to run a full round on the tracks. i could literally see the heatwaves screaming around the field. but it was fun uh, we girls ran as a class. YEAH. and usualy before PE, we 09S113 girls would pin up our hair and look so cute, just like me. anyways you know what, i love having a red face. it makes me looked FLUSHED, like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red HOTSTUFF&lt;/span&gt;. uhuh, i should stick ot my hotstuff name rights. HAHA. well, after PE, i almost wanted to fall to the ground and pull my hair out, but we had to leave teh gallery for the next group of JC2s who were going to have PE/NS after us. so many people was streaming into the gallery and managed to smile at umar when my head was still spinning round and round. i think my face got redder after that since i just used my remaining energy to forge a weak smile HAHA. what only. well, even after NS training, i STILL LOVE RUNNING!!! yeay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;alrightys then, i have to go for CCA, and then &lt;strong&gt;tomoro&lt;/strong&gt; i'll meet up with SHAZNI BESTIED WAZZY to go for the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NUS OPEN HOUSE&lt;/span&gt;, there'll be a talk on the medicine school at 1pm. we will be there, will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AND AND AND!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AT 7PM IM GOING OFF TO BALI tomorow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YEAYYEAYYEAYEAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;of course i'll have to study there lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'll be back on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;either tuesday night or wednesday morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;till then miss me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXOXXOXO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-7285290996979064189?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7285290996979064189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=7285290996979064189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/7285290996979064189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/7285290996979064189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-dream-i-have-tale-only-i-can-say.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-4796206489495320003</id><published>2009-03-07T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T19:19:43.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SbJYKfNdejI/AAAAAAAAAos/8RK-8EKSAWU/s1600-h/Photo519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310403847823129138" style="DISPLAY: block; 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I KNOW YOU WOULD.&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; XOXOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;. you see, being in MJC and taking heavy subjects, i barely have time to slack, and even more so, THIS WEEK HAS BEEN REALLY HECTIC CANN. BAIK KE PERRRR. lets get the kelapa rolling babes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCHOOL, MY OVERNIGHT MEDIUM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i have no idea how to start my blog. okay i think i know how. school have been excitingly, bombastical amazing. to start off, let me break down my post to this further points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;le if you study &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY STUDIES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In MJC, i take 4h2, and that is &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CHEMISTRY, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BIOLOGY,&lt;/span&gt; MATHEMATICS AND &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ECONOMICS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; the workload is very heavy and very demanding too. this week was full with three tests coming from chemistry, biology and economics. Honestly, the papers were all do-able, if you study of course, like me, so semangat, but the 40minutes given wasnt enough. really. i didnt finish any of my tests papers. yes i do feeel dissapointed but excited you know. learning new things and applying them onto paperwork. i know when i get my results it would be an ultimate failure, a bad start to prove to my teachers that im not lazy. but however, it makes me more determine to study harder and not waste my time any further. JC1 life span is really short like putting a tadpole in cold icy water. BAMB, its dead in less than a second. thats how my life is going like. every minute is spend working working working. moving on, i love Biology, its really exciting and we learn more in depth about cells, more than what is being taught in Mrs.Lim's class in Secondary school. there's inner membrane, rRna, triglycerides and all. the chimology class. I have never regretted taking Biology.&lt;strong&gt; i Love it&lt;/strong&gt;. and Chemistry, its really easy to understand but when it comes to tutorial works, its really challenging. and OMG, there goes your high level of self-esteem, thinking you can ace Chem just like that. snapsnap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NOOOO. HAHA, and Maths, Omg! its really really going at a fast pace. im still trying to catch up and do my best to understand. hopefully i can do it. YES I CAN. and Econs, with tuition every sunday at Kovan, i totaly understand the underlying message of demand and supply curve. but im still a minor in the graph. i need to major in the lines and the axes. and OMG, malay? yes uh. i made friends with other 4h2 girls like Humairah from Hai Sing and Firza from TKSS, Tasha and Arlene who is from Jakarta. PRETTY COOL HUH. and the guys, there's the smart quiet guy name Ghazali and the totally opposite but nice too, Aman, both who are my dad's soccer boys at TKSS before. yeah, there's 19 of us in MALAY class, and you knwo what, I HAVE TO GET an A. i must, i must.&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; GP IS THE BEST EVER SUBJECT IN MY WHOLE ENTIRE LIFE&lt;/span&gt;. you know why, i dont ahve to crack my brains during lessons and its pretty free and easy in terms of the analysing of the questions asked. GP deals more with our current society, which reminds me to read more newspaper soon before i forget how to read ABCs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLASS 09S113&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I cant help by saying i really really love my class. they are a bunch of wacky crazy girls/babes/guys. they are the ones that dont make me fall asleep in class. I dont mind getting stuck in a 4m by 4m lift with 24 of them for 24 hours. we would be practically talking non-stop! small short tall big sexay hotstuff not hotstuff not sexxay, you can find various characters in my class and i just love the outcome! SO ROJAK-ABLE. yummy. the guys are really lud and spontaneous. the girls are really fun and hippy to be around with. we are always late for PE and toilet seems to be our best hang out area. we have our very own table at the canteen where we always sit during recess. the whole long table is ocupide by bags and butts. 25 bags and 50 butts. we eat, joke, do homeowork and yes, GOSSIP. HAHA. the very person that i can RELATE TO is PEI YI, she is one hysterical GF, she has the exact SAME response like me when we see a hot bod walking pass. but too bad, i have SUCH better taste and preferences than her, mind you. HOHOH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;during COMPASS/HOMEROOM/CIVIC CLASS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mr.Tay&lt;/span&gt;: what would you like to see yourself in 10 years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Lukman&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pregnant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Aleeyah&lt;/span&gt;: Married with 5kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ying Ying&lt;/span&gt;: becoming a famous cheerleader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;PW&lt;/span&gt;: Toilet company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Aleeyah&lt;/span&gt;: Jai becoming America's next top model&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAHHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thats why, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;09S113,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you know i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CAVIES BABIES, CAVIES CLUB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hahahahah, just by typing makes me LAUGH! HOHOHHOHOH, omg, caveman is really a sight to look at, peaceful, but when caveman smiles, we get lunged back about 50metres away from our original places. first of all, let me thank NURAISHAH KAPOOR for introducing to me her AWESOME FRIENDS, Nadia Lamri, Sharifah Nabilah, Si En, Hanna; just to name a few here. they are all from TKGS and boy are they really really fun and outgoing! they would go giggly when caveman walk pass or even behindbehind too. i usually hang out with them when my breaks are the same with them. most of thema re taking 4H2 too so we all usualy end pretty late. OH on Thursday, i went back with them and ended up chitchatting at &lt;strong&gt;KP( Aishah Kapoor)'s&lt;/strong&gt; house till about 7pm+, though the next day was Econ's test. its really weird to call aishah, KP, because im used to calling her Aishah, but the other girls call her KP, haha. YEAP. I LOVE HER BEDROOM! its so girly and purply, and KP have lost ALOT OF WEIGHT, and she looks really pretty and great, so KP, thank me for complimeting you on my blog. finaly iM able to meet KP's mum! and KP house looked relatively unfamiliar except for her dining room where the last time i went there was during HARI RAYA when i was Primary 5 i think. THAT long. moving on, today Sharifah and I chatted, and girl bonding was syiokk. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks SHAR.&lt;/span&gt; and Nadia? she's really a pleasant girl to be with, coolio. im really blessed to find myself comfortably sitting with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Next, PRCS DUDES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are always around. Hadi is in my class. ZQ and Si En and Cat are always around. Namira is always everywhere. Syafiqah is bonding closely with her class, and thanks to her, i met Aisyah, Erfee AND omg, Migrain, so many more people. &lt;strong&gt;SKIRT GIRL!&lt;/strong&gt; Suhaindah i think. we took each other's skirt. ahah. really funny. the friends i meet in MJC are really really funny. i mean the way i met them the first time. its realy amzing to start a friendship with weird scenarios. im laughing now thinking back of how i met some of my new friends in MJC. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nizam&lt;/span&gt; is around too. and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Umar t&lt;/span&gt;oo, always waving and smiling his &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;geek/boy-ish&lt;/span&gt; smile and later return to his &lt;strong&gt;deadlock/serious&lt;/strong&gt; face, which is, plain &lt;em&gt;COOLIO&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;EYECANDIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;heyhey, I LOVE THIS PART. when im with the TKGS girls or my classmates, i'll be having fun looking out for my eye-candy/(s). here's the ranking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOMB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MODEL (but takyah lah, got matair)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SHOWMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;PANTS HIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; i enjoy JC life. really, its exciting and wicked awesomeness last throughout the whole day, no matter how tired you are, seriously. But i stil dont know whose the other two MODELS, okay sharifah you must show me soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;CHINESE ORCHESTRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have been pretty hectic, thrice a week. tuesday till 8pm and wednesday atill 5.30pm PLUS friday till 6pm. but hey, i do enjoy it actually. CO is always something i'll fall back to because its something to do with music, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;ACTIVITIES IN SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: 5 of us, theresa &amp;amp; denise &amp;amp; evelynn &amp;amp; yingying and I went for SCIENCE RACE and we won runner up with free movie tickets. we had to work super hard because the first team representing our class reached first at the final leg whereas we didnt really finish first but we got really high points for each of the 5 stations that tested our knowleges in our three sciences. of course we lose out in a physics activity. BUT ITS OKAY, WE &lt;strong&gt;WON &lt;/strong&gt;RUNNER-UP! yeay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOME ON THE RANGE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i usually sleep close to 12.30am and listen to my hp songs till about 1am till i fall asleep. so if you are lonely at night, you know who to text. oh yes, about texting. I HAVE ISSUES. i hate people who reply me really really slow, though i really like some of them. ahah, SOME uh, sorry. but the problem is right, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE TO REPLY PEOPLE LATE.&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAH! IM SO SORRRY. SORRY. haha, forgive me for this so called irony. forgive me once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;one thing about me being in MJC that changed is that, my self-esteem has improved really well and im proud of myself. i enjoy being ME, though people have critised me. im not going to be let down by negative comments because i love myself, and i feel that eveyone should put aside their negative prospects in live and just BE HAPPY. and you know what, my language have become more Minah, though i looked so nerdy lah. all because of Rahman. and now i love saying &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"BAIK KE PERR"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which in english it means "steady uh". ahah, and all those "SIAK SIAK" words are coming out. but not often uh. ahahah. but i do have fun speaking like that. really cliche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im running for Student Councillor in MJC.&lt;strong&gt; my nominee number is 38&lt;/strong&gt;. PLEASE V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OTE FOR ME. I may be singing for my individual rally in school but the problem is, my singing career stopped after i went off-pitch in EMP Concert when i was secondary 2. hadi sang and played COLLIDE. which was really...... one word to describe he's performance.. AMAZING. i was smilling the whole time, i was PROUD of him. it was the first and the best. his rendition was good. it was really brave of hadi to step up onto the stage to tell the whole cohord of JC1 that that's the first song he learned on his guitar. its a whole different side of Hadi, which i really like to see more often than his usual self. BUT Hadi, YOU ARE SOO gonna get a huge amount of female votes. seriously. and thats the NOT fair part, but it was a smart good choice. very humble hadi, very.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im trying my best to really get into INTO the JC life and really settle down. its taking alot of time to do so, I'll do my ultimate best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO THE END.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-7713555493260581281?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7713555493260581281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=7713555493260581281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/7713555493260581281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/7713555493260581281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-have-aleeyah-been-hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-1093086087156180728</id><published>2009-03-07T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T16:39:56.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SbIynHIOAhI/AAAAAAAAAoU/i9q1sUol-lg/s1600-h/n571978391_1518214_5701257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310362558133043730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SbIynHIOAhI/AAAAAAAAAoU/i9q1sUol-lg/s400/n571978391_1518214_5701257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; WAIT FOR THE UPDATE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAIK KE PERRRR&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/5629225663669361762-1093086087156180728?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1093086087156180728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=1093086087156180728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/1093086087156180728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/1093086087156180728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/wait-for-update.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SbIynHIOAhI/AAAAAAAAAoU/i9q1sUol-lg/s72-c/n571978391_1518214_5701257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-7079960519431947943</id><published>2009-03-01T09:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T09:59:14.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SanrKnw_NDI/AAAAAAAAAoM/s-Hr778l7uk/s1600-h/Photo525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308032203538510898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SanrKnw_NDI/AAAAAAAAAoM/s-Hr778l7uk/s400/Photo525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STEADY &lt;em&gt;UH.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Its a really hectic week but i'll update this dying blog soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-7079960519431947943?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7079960519431947943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=7079960519431947943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/7079960519431947943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/7079960519431947943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/steady-uh.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SanrKnw_NDI/AAAAAAAAAoM/s-Hr778l7uk/s72-c/Photo525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-2310272585899388833</id><published>2009-02-24T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T23:00:38.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQJ6J-MTKI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Nx2I2B4NDS8/s1600-h/Image068.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306377155663121570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQJ6J-MTKI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Nx2I2B4NDS8/s320/Image068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; credits to Jung yin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHEN YOU START TO SEE EVERYTHING IN ANYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;school has been pretty&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; HECTIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but because of my &lt;em&gt;ever so random&lt;/em&gt; classmates whose &lt;strong&gt;MOTTO&lt;/strong&gt; in life is to laugh their hearts out, boy, does the day seem to be short and fun. lots of homework and tutorials to be done, hence, the main reason to why i dont regularly update my blog like i did before. but here i am with RED HOT PICTURES. what else to say, hmm, oh yes, Councillor Rally and Election is coming up. and im sooo hyped about it, YEAY. okay then, short post, short notice. back to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rubberdump&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wouldnt end right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it never will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then why stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;while the river creeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to a senseless sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-2310272585899388833?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2310272585899388833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=2310272585899388833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/2310272585899388833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/2310272585899388833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/credits-to-jung-yin.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQJ6J-MTKI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Nx2I2B4NDS8/s72-c/Image068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-3249575422781383016</id><published>2009-02-24T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:51:44.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQImHJwN2I/AAAAAAAAAn0/nP336zv8ZYI/s1600-h/img244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306375711797294946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQImHJwN2I/AAAAAAAAAn0/nP336zv8ZYI/s400/img244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ 09S113 FOREVER AND &lt;em&gt;EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQImC7YeHI/AAAAAAAAAns/CZdeCK5PbEU/s1600-h/img252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306375710663276658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQImC7YeHI/AAAAAAAAAns/CZdeCK5PbEU/s400/img252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-3249575422781383016?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3249575422781383016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=3249575422781383016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3249575422781383016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3249575422781383016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/09s113-forever-and-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQImHJwN2I/AAAAAAAAAn0/nP336zv8ZYI/s72-c/img244.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-2026314487466957683</id><published>2009-02-24T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:45:43.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQHSpvV0dI/AAAAAAAAAnc/tfUo9x-Pw90/s1600-h/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306374277972742610" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQHSpvV0dI/AAAAAAAAAnc/tfUo9x-Pw90/s200/Image043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQHSSN6tAI/AAAAAAAAAnU/hE9j1ByJCUc/s1600-h/Image063.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306374271658537986" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQHSSN6tAI/AAAAAAAAAnU/hE9j1ByJCUc/s200/Image063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Left&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gossip Girl&lt;/span&gt; (aha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right&lt;/strong&gt;: CO BUDDIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQHCL7zBxI/AAAAAAAAAnM/xqc2ErRbrtc/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306373995094017810" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQHCL7zBxI/AAAAAAAAAnM/xqc2ErRbrtc/s200/Image037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQHB8xzWaI/AAAAAAAAAnE/RwgWP-GR_P8/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306373991025564066" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQHB8xzWaI/AAAAAAAAAnE/RwgWP-GR_P8/s200/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQHBddxI7I/AAAAAAAAAm8/DS_oCTbd-H8/s1600-h/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306373982620033970" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQHBddxI7I/AAAAAAAAAm8/DS_oCTbd-H8/s200/Image041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQHAcKDV7I/AAAAAAAAAm0/9ptfxlOsMgQ/s1600-h/Image060.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306373965089036210" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQHAcKDV7I/AAAAAAAAAm0/9ptfxlOsMgQ/s200/Image060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Left&lt;/strong&gt;: Theresa, Naf Naf, Jung Yin and Pei Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right&lt;/strong&gt;: Rahman (the mat &lt;em&gt;siak&lt;/em&gt; guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQGu7XdTPI/AAAAAAAAAms/A-vT5RBKOoA/s1600-h/Image058.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306373664229117170" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQGu7XdTPI/AAAAAAAAAms/A-vT5RBKOoA/s200/Image058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQGutd94HI/AAAAAAAAAmk/u8aPNvADPUE/s1600-h/Image057.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306373660498321522" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQGutd94HI/AAAAAAAAAmk/u8aPNvADPUE/s200/Image057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQGump4jjI/AAAAAAAAAmc/nHh7umdvzJ8/s1600-h/Image056.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306373658669256242" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQGump4jjI/AAAAAAAAAmc/nHh7umdvzJ8/s200/Image056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQGuIaLVuI/AAAAAAAAAmU/_9wEC5YnkLQ/s1600-h/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306373650550314722" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQGuIaLVuI/AAAAAAAAAmU/_9wEC5YnkLQ/s200/Image055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Left&lt;/strong&gt;: Betty/Reggie, Rahman and Jai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right:&lt;/strong&gt; D, ME! and Omama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-2026314487466957683?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2026314487466957683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=2026314487466957683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/2026314487466957683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/2026314487466957683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/left-gossip-girl-aha-right-co-buddies.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQHSpvV0dI/AAAAAAAAAnc/tfUo9x-Pw90/s72-c/Image043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-3205251705604407308</id><published>2009-02-24T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:38:45.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROAD RACE AT PPR 210209&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQFSrr1swI/AAAAAAAAAmM/9BQcRF28XKM/s1600-h/Image071.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306372079471670018" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQFSrr1swI/AAAAAAAAAmM/9BQcRF28XKM/s200/Image071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQFSBaGkeI/AAAAAAAAAmE/_iJqSAWIdTU/s1600-h/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306372068122989026" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQFSBaGkeI/AAAAAAAAAmE/_iJqSAWIdTU/s200/Image069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;teletubby!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQFCzvfpyI/AAAAAAAAAl8/V1-HmB4aUqY/s1600-h/Image065.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306371806756579106" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQFCzvfpyI/AAAAAAAAAl8/V1-HmB4aUqY/s200/Image065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQFC1K_b6I/AAAAAAAAAl0/GdK_vK5_pNY/s1600-h/Image066.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306371807140343714" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQFC1K_b6I/AAAAAAAAAl0/GdK_vK5_pNY/s200/Image066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Left&lt;/strong&gt;: Pei yi and ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right&lt;/strong&gt;: Chairman &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;Woman&lt;/em&gt; ViceChair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQFC-bjaEI/AAAAAAAAAls/BUaN2Jf0Ta8/s1600-h/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306371809625729090" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQFC-bjaEI/AAAAAAAAAls/BUaN2Jf0Ta8/s200/Image044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQFCWkBM1I/AAAAAAAAAlk/FzzcwioDBq4/s1600-h/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306371798923817810" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQFCWkBM1I/AAAAAAAAAlk/FzzcwioDBq4/s200/Image045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Namira, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME!&lt;/span&gt; and Naf Naf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-3205251705604407308?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3205251705604407308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=3205251705604407308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3205251705604407308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3205251705604407308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/road-race-at-ppr-210209-teletubby-left.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SaQFSrr1swI/AAAAAAAAAmM/9BQcRF28XKM/s72-c/Image071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-2044676036927555564</id><published>2009-02-19T21:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T11:38:47.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e25eb3fd894f9e78" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De25eb3fd894f9e78%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331399889%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D71758335DE4B8D3F30E4DDAFB714DF9E981D882.4D7285132CC9D28747FF2E59DA4D2E1FBDAFBEA8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De25eb3fd894f9e78%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVqw1SA7jqjfP6bD06qGvFBlLPqY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De25eb3fd894f9e78%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331399889%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D71758335DE4B8D3F30E4DDAFB714DF9E981D882.4D7285132CC9D28747FF2E59DA4D2E1FBDAFBEA8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De25eb3fd894f9e78%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVqw1SA7jqjfP6bD06qGvFBlLPqY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REMINISCENCE OF THE GREAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;while im busy finishing my Economics Coffee Market Homework, i have uploaded this video that i have found amidst all my old pictures of 2008. i was like OH NOOO! haha, and yes i have decided to post it up on my blog because it reminds me of how im still am the same as i was before in PRCS, in terms of my outer extrovert self. HAHA. and yes, im more of what my classmates would refer me as "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; HOTSTUFF".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SZ1rv-clKlI/AAAAAAAAAlc/_Sm0jl78Dag/s1600-h/Photo442.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304514408073210450" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SZ1rv-clKlI/AAAAAAAAAlc/_Sm0jl78Dag/s400/Photo442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in short,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; i LOVE 09S113 and MJC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. this is the geez yao. so beat it. WOOOH. im actually having a great time in mj. lots of eyecandywandy and yes, so much fun during breaks where we CG people bond together. i love my classmates. they are awesomely wicked and many of them are as LOUD as me. OMAMA laughs her soul out, Wan Ling cries when she laughs, Jai is simply deranged off any level. Syafiq is really putting himself in the middle to every single fault of ours. Evelyn is called &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ADE-BIO.&lt;/span&gt; Abigail is opening up ALOT! Jung yin is the MOTTO I SEE YOU YOU SEE ME. Pei Yi is the homey dudey of the class. Junior black belt uh, steadddy. Rahman and Reggie( or should i say Betty) are as adorable as they look. Adeeb is THE complain king. i love his commments. Shi Ying/Polly Titi is really cute and small. Winnie, Jolene and Pei Wei are realy thee smallest people in the class, but boy can they BULLY us biggies. awesomeness. Naf Naf/Denise is plain sweet. Theresa is a wicked girl,&lt;strong&gt; she's a great companion!&lt;/strong&gt; Andrea, the sleepy head has a great accent that i love! hmm, Hadi....Hadi is just Hadi you know. a great guy whose really determined to be the best in the field. im glad his sarcasm still exist in mere sight. Kelvin and Kit Meng look like they come from a brotherhood, super cool. and who else? OH, Joel is sooo sweet. &lt;em&gt;REALLY SWEET GUY&lt;/em&gt;. let me see who else, oh lukman is really the ENthu guy in his work, and he is still quiet in the class. Heng Liang is THE BOMB. wicked gym-craze. and CUT, im done. so yeahhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SZ1rv8VucXI/AAAAAAAAAlU/IsQ16OG383Y/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304514407507587442" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SZ1rv8VucXI/AAAAAAAAAlU/IsQ16OG383Y/s400/Image035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wait, more about JAI... HE CAN BE PLAIN IRRITATING and step mat konon But Jai is just plain &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;VILLANIOUS IN A GENTLE WAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i am truly honoured to be his friend. HOHOH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and NAMIRA AND SYAFIQAH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; they are THEEE best companions in school and with them, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it feels like 90210&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. you know what i mean right girls? and after cca yesterday, we walked home and sang songs to pass the time. we even did the part where each of us sang a word continuously like WHOSE LINE ISIT? it was funnny bcos NAMIEE chose the topic "Dairy Farmers".. ahah, i love them two. without them i could officially turn gay or so. they have the BEST taste, the rockshit homeytide looks and they know me well..namira is just this tall wicked awesome sexxay free-spirited gilr while syaf have this desirable long hair thats prety wicked with different styles. she has the voice of katty perry. so uhuh, what more can i say!!! they are thhee homeey gezz yao. (why am i talking like this??) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and guess what, i have A &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BOYFRIEND!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUHD NOKIA BIN STARHUB!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he is theee best companion, the one and only guy i will ever have or be associated with in my whole life. he is thee best. i can call people through him, with words or even my voice. he can help me take pictures, and he is with me since secondary three. so what can i say? i AM attached. HAHAHA, omg, plain funny. whaaat. well, i am having fun, a blast actually. though there's piles of homework and tutorials to be done, hey, i can do it! YEAY, be positive yao. always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;till then,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;you know you love me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;XOXO,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOSSIP GIRL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-2044676036927555564?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e25eb3fd894f9e78&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2044676036927555564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=2044676036927555564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/2044676036927555564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/2044676036927555564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/reminiscence-of-great.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SZ1rv-clKlI/AAAAAAAAAlc/_Sm0jl78Dag/s72-c/Photo442.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-6583501323314053577</id><published>2009-02-15T16:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T11:39:25.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SZfgkY0c_vI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Hb6oxzA_Nmw/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302954001994415858" style="DISPLAY: block; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SZYTn6VTtsI/AAAAAAAAAhM/i_3MZ1wakCw/s200/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SZYToTL2UyI/AAAAAAAAAhU/K4GK5nPzEwA/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302447194341004066" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SZYToTL2UyI/AAAAAAAAAhU/K4GK5nPzEwA/s200/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SZYTnsKH48I/AAAAAAAAAhE/fHplMf9RBT4/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302447183864783810" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SZYTnsKH48I/AAAAAAAAAhE/fHplMf9RBT4/s200/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;same school right shazzy wazzy? haha.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh yah, do you know i have 5 pairs of shoes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(and still counting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;one for every day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tsk.&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/5629225663669361762-4002935767269278604?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4002935767269278604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=4002935767269278604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4002935767269278604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4002935767269278604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/same-school-right-shazzy-wazzy-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SZYUUWCk-dI/AAAAAAAAAik/Ty5C8jkbBNQ/s72-c/Image027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-190947570588750920</id><published>2009-02-14T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T08:39:57.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEEN HERE, BEEN THERE, LIKE A THOUSAND BREATHS, A WALKWAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i have'nt been updating my blog for such a long time and i apologise for not doing so. okay where should i start, hmm, let me see, okay, first day of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERIDIAN JC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the first day of school, i was really really excited to enter meridian jc without having to karek or what. and i was smilling like a bloated goldfish when the gates opened and the J2's welcomed us newbies/freshmen into the school. i literally grabbed syafiqah's hand and squeezed it like as if i have just entered kindergarten or something like that. the supposedly exciting day turned dark right from the moment i got separated with my PRCS friends. making friends had never been a challenge to me. everyone were still in their comfort zone and no one wanted to be friends with you if you don't meet their friendship "requirement", what policy is that lah? and when you mix around the top schools, you would realize how much you are lacking behind in many things. i wouldnt want to elaborate much because it could fill up this whole post. anyways, i felt down the first day. okay some of you might say, "alah first day only, relax lah". YAH, try relaxing when you dont have anyone around you to actually talk to. its crazy man. the quietness kills every living piece of you. and i saw a few stares which set me into an awkward "setting". basically, the first day in MJC, wasnt what i had expected. but i wouldnt want to just judge the school based on my first day only. the upheavings were undauntingly frightening actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2ND AND 3RD DAY OF SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;things started to get better, i was able to spend more time with PRCS kiddos, going from this demo lecture to the other. and we had fun acting bored at the study benches. though school was mundane, at least i did get to act as myself. you guys know whats the defination of nuralyah right? haha, we had to choose our subject combination and i appealed for 4H2: CHEM BIO MATHS AND ECONS. I didnt meet the pre-requisite or the requirement of the 4H2, but just for fun, i appealed that combi. my first choice was CHEM, MATHS AND BIO H2 and ECONS H1. while my second choice was almost the same as the first but H1 LITERATURE. i was pretty interested with the text wuthering heights that they were going to use this time. most of my friends were taking the 4H2: PHY CHEM MATHS and ECONS. and well, schooll ended fast. OHH! &lt;strong&gt;we learned Mass Dance and boy was it the BOMB-DIGGITY.&lt;/strong&gt; i had fun with some tkss girl. half the time i was looking elsewhere, while the rest of the time, i was trying my best not to miss a beat or a step. i didnt want to look as retarded as how cat was dancing. really, you should see her dance. CUTE. well, anyways,the days were getting better but it needed a spark. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;4TH DAY: 1ST DAY OF ORIENTATION: FORTITUDE 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thats MJC motto for the orientation, FORTITUDE! yeay, i finally met my Civics Group/Classmates and i was theee only malay girl in the group, hadi is in my class too. the orientation games started full blast and my OGLs: simmone, jazreel, omar, alvin were just plain awesome. they were all high like practically everywhere. oh yah, i got my 4H2, awesome or what? the first day was filled with ice-breaker games and all. it was really wicked. i got to know more about my friends, and as many people couldnt pronounce my name well, i decided to let them &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;call me ALLY&lt;/span&gt;. anyways, there's so much to tell, but so little time. AHH. i should have updated like 3 million years ago. well, whatever, oh yes, my whole class was in the PHOBOS TEAM. and we rule big stockings yao. the first day basically was great, especially when it comes to the mass dance and couple dance. &lt;strong&gt;FLOOR FILLER!&lt;/strong&gt; during the couple dance, i was paired up with jun xiang, this ngee ann sec guy who was pretty cool. i kept stepping on his shoes which was realy embarrassing. haha, but overall, i did have fun. my class, 09S113, well we weren't pretty bonded on the first day, but of course i did make many new friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5TH DAY: 2ND DAY OF ORIENTATION: MASS MERIDIAN MONOPOLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Its called MMM and its an amazing race around singapore which was terribly awesome. we headed to venues like Vivo City, Plaza Singapura and Somerset and not to forget City Hall area. it was thee wicked awesomeness. at one point in the race we had to find someone who wore a pink hairband and our task was to take a photo of her (obviously its not a him), and i realized i had a pink hairband on my cute hair! yipes! that helped to quicken our completion of the task. we ran from north to south to east to west and my shoes wore out. dad had to sent me my other pair of shoes at Plaza Singapura where we had our lunch. after the malay boys returned from friday prayers, we resumed our race. our last stop was to take bus 81 at Kovan Mrt. however, all the other teams had the same concept in mind and not to take mrt back to pasir ris. we crammed up the whoole busstop and made many other public people angry for they too wanted to take the ever-so-not-two-storey bus. Alvin decided that we ran to the bustop before the Kovan mrt and we ran uphill to the busstop. i tell you, it was like climbing mount everest only that you're stucked way at thee bottom of the snow storm. a feat i am proud to defeat. HAH. and OMG, did i tell you we had to cross over the bridge back to MJC? it was damn tiring. Alvin ran ahead so that he could give our score sheets to the councillors in charge to round up PHOBOS overall points. and yes, we were the last phobos group to arrive. shafiq took my bag at the braway and i ran like siaow, everyone was cheering, it was really an amazing feeling. and guess what, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PHOBOS WON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! YEPPIEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;after the race, when we were all dead beat, me and syaf and namie watched the football match between MJC and RP. of course the star of the show was Azmi, with his ever-s0-not-invisible-green luminous shoes on the fake grass field. me and syaf dragged Zafran into the gates of our school to meet namie and we felt like rapers or something that illegal. HAHA. wells, me and syaf went to whitesands to buy snacks for our MJC picnic happening the next day. to sum up everything, it was thheeee wickedest day ever okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;6TH DAY: 3RD AND LAST DAY OF ORIENTATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GREAT MERIDIAN SIEGE/FINALE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today we had our water parade games which was fun, my class had to collect water using our socks and boy was it damn CRAZY! another team had to use their hair! omg, that was soo much worst. oh yes, do you know i have two most retard friends named YING YING aka OMAMA and WAN LING aka W for WONDERFUL. dont ask why i call the first OMAMA, ok wait, its simple, she introduced herself as OBAMA'S sister and that was thee understatement for the year. thats how i made friends with her. WOOH. and she was pretty wicked too. and Evelyn, this awesome girl whom i really like because she can speak malay and knows alot of the gossip entertainment. we even had time talking about jonas bros and miley cyrus. FUNNY! haha, oh well, the water parade game was fuuun can? and the part where i saw umar &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;carrying like one zillion water bags&lt;/span&gt;, made me flipped &lt;strong&gt;450738degrees.&lt;/strong&gt; HAH. wells, it was a great day. i went home during lunch and came back soon after. we sat down at the assembly plaza and watched perfomances by OGLS and by the houses too. we snag the school song as loud as possible and the mass dance was great! for the couple dance, JAI, my ever-so-loving-classmate who knows my two cousins from ACSI, dance d with me, it was wicked crazy, but i ended up with hadi in the end. everything was chaotic. AYER song came out and me and namiee danced together. we didnt learn the dance steps but we just followed the councillors. and &lt;strong&gt;FLOOR FLIIER WAS THEE ROBOTIC&lt;/strong&gt; AWESOMENEDD. haha. i miss dancing already. and we finally went home at about 10:30pm. a great blasting orientation, but best of all, i made new friends, and kept the old with me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;STARTING OF WEEK TWO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT YOU GONNA BE A?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;MUGGER-RIDIAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha, this week, we had our temporary timetable and it was filled with so many breaks and lectures. i didnt have time to fall asleep at least 2 seconds and it was the start of a hectic jc school life. from my time studying in mjc in just the first week, i realized i will and might have to sacrifice tv time and the part where i most hate; stop blogging. i know its gonna take me a milestone drop to really stop blogging but i really have no time. oh yes, i met up with nabilah and shazni, the tpjc people at white sands macs on monday and we talked till we dropped. they apparently are having the time of their life in tpjc, those two retards.. and shazni bought for me my GF MAGAZINE! YIPES! FINALLY, and the cover was of robert pattinson and his photoshop mate. you know my class have this common table in the canteen where we eat and do our work. the boys in my class take a look at my magazine and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;went gaga over Vanessa Hudgens&lt;/span&gt;. EWW? Whats up with that. and this month's cover was filled with GOSSIP GIRL!! hhaha, aND the boys and girls in my class siad that it was the most bitchious show in town. haha. and you know what, JAI called me a &lt;em&gt;minah&lt;/em&gt; yesterday. like what? his reasons was the things that i bring to school were all minah-ish. and i was like nooooo? and namira saw it from HIS point of view? i was like whatt? anyways, i spent my long breaks with namiee and W and OMAMA in the library and walking around the school. checking out hot j2 boys. scouting, you could put it that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i met nabzee on thursday and we walked from MJC to WS to our homes, it was awesome.we talked and spilled juicy things. updated each other about our lives and i had fun! it's a great feeling when you actually have time to meet up with an old friend, and just chill out. we should do it again everyweek. and yes, i have not lost my mojo, nabzee! HAHA. yesterday lectures ended at about 11:55am and me jai and namiee and many more slacekd at the study benches. me and namiee ate cup noodles brought to you by the vending machines! and well, our bench became a hit, more and more strangers sat with us and talked to us randomly. i call it the &lt;strong&gt;NOODLES CLUB&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. and me and lynn went to the canteen to watch eye-candyiness, thanks uh lynn, drag me here and there. and met nizam ane talked for awhile, after a looong time. and well, after that i met albin and nabilah and aana at coffee bean at ehub to discuss about councillor camp that is scheduled in March holidays. it was great fun. met up with haoshiiee too, looking so good in green. HAH, and after that i walked home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you kn0ow, in mjc theres this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANGEL and MORTAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thing where you have to give secret valentines gift to a person whose name you are assigned to. for no reason, i have no mortal. but i got chocos from my angel who wrote: to : RAZALI. what the virgin??? thats my DAD'S NAME! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;isnt Nuralyah a GIRL'S NAME??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; loser mann, loser. and after not hearing his voice ever, i wished him happy v day and his smile was &lt;strong&gt;SOO CAPTIVATING AND ZOMG&lt;/strong&gt;. you rarely see him smile at girls in school. ok, the empowerment of beauty was there let me tell you. but returing to his&lt;em&gt; ever-so-poker-face&lt;/em&gt; was his mojo i realize. haha, anyways, after such a long talk, let me just say, MJC though its a MUGGER school, i do have fun with my friends and the people around me are just as awesome as i am,maybe not THAT awesome since im theee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;RE-AWESOME-NIZE BOMB DIGGITY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. its only a less than 2 years study and my aim is to get into one of the 300 spots in &lt;u&gt;BACHELOR OF SURGERY&lt;/u&gt; in NUS.which will be tough, but who knows, i might be someone's MCdreamy, que in the picture of DR.SLOAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today im going off at about an hours time to meet AANA AND NADRAH AND RAZZAN for choreographing of the councillors' mass and couple dance at pasir ris beach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RE-AWEOME-NIZE!!&lt;/strong&gt; haha, sigh sigh.. and after that at noon i'll be heading to PARKWAY to buy assessents and chill out with family. a great day ahead for me, sooo, before i go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY HOMEYS!&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/5629225663669361762-190947570588750920?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/190947570588750920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=190947570588750920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/190947570588750920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/190947570588750920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/been-here-been-there-like-thousand.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-6246050990088992558</id><published>2009-02-11T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T17:33:56.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Half the time the world is ending, Truth is I am done pretending.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[edit&lt;/strong&gt;] nothing can beat this feeling of mine&lt;strong&gt;.[/edit]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY.&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/5629225663669361762-6246050990088992558?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6246050990088992558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=6246050990088992558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/6246050990088992558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/6246050990088992558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/half-time-world-is-ending-truth-is-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-3977483670701709318</id><published>2009-02-08T16:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:30:08.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;FORTITUDE 09&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;THEE BLAST&lt;/em&gt; OF THE SOCIAL YEAR.&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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PHOBOS 09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;WAS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;THEE&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;GRAND&lt;/em&gt; SLAM&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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;09S113&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;WAS &lt;em&gt;THEE&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;BOMB&lt;/em&gt;-KATIDET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;UDPATES TOMMOROW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&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/5629225663669361762-3977483670701709318?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3977483670701709318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=3977483670701709318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3977483670701709318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3977483670701709318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/fortitude-09-was-thee-blast-of-social.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-4288807938172535767</id><published>2009-02-04T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T17:10:06.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;shall update soon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yeap&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;need to find my voice back for orientation &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;RAWRR&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/5629225663669361762-4288807938172535767?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4288807938172535767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=4288807938172535767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4288807938172535767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4288807938172535767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/shall-update-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-4389255210516400566</id><published>2009-02-03T14:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T14:34:47.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1ST DAY OF MJC&lt;/strong&gt;: tiring,&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; mundane&lt;/span&gt;, boring, disheartening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2ND DAY OF MJC&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;awesomeness&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; eye-catching&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;chao tah&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wicked&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; exciting&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUPERB&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;see how a &lt;strong&gt;big difference&lt;/strong&gt; it would make in just 24hrs. Im loving the spirit there. YEAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freshman&lt;/em&gt; right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fresh&lt;/em&gt; start right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;alyah, dont you dare ignore the hotness.&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/5629225663669361762-4389255210516400566?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4389255210516400566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=4389255210516400566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4389255210516400566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/4389255210516400566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/1st-day-of-mjc-tiring-mundane-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-8408227372272581089</id><published>2009-02-01T17:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:03:00.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVseVde2tI/AAAAAAAAAgs/cEcct-7A8V0/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297759805083933394" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVseVde2tI/AAAAAAAAAgs/cEcct-7A8V0/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVserqCHhI/AAAAAAAAAg8/bzLWZ-mrqC0/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297759811042156050" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVserqCHhI/AAAAAAAAAg8/bzLWZ-mrqC0/s200/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVseZ6YIPI/AAAAAAAAAg0/7U7IdJpAYTA/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297759806278869234" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVseZ6YIPI/AAAAAAAAAg0/7U7IdJpAYTA/s200/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where is this going? Thought I knew for a minute, but I don't anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was feeling really bored and couldn't sleep so i spend the whole of last night doodling on my originally white shoes that i bought from malaysia at only RM19.90. finally got to sleep at around 2am. LOLS, haha, and im really happy looking at the final product. but well, the problem is, i haven't even touch the other shoe, and that left shoe shall be plain white tomoro. haha, really tired today. so &lt;strong&gt;OMG&lt;/strong&gt;, its going to be really cool and wicked having only one shoe with designs while the other left completely blank. NICE. anyways, today i went to have the first study session with sufiah under her block in the morning. after months of not having to touch maths, i'm still in shock that i can do differentiation. HAHA, those old days. and yesterday, i spend the evening at my grandparents house. the three of us siblings were eager to go for a swim but since we only could go there after 5pm, there wasnt any chance that we could get to dive our heads into the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;gleaming blue water&lt;/span&gt;. hmm, i have nothing much to write actually. my blog is going dead and i think i might be closing it really soon. i doubt i have the time to update or so. well, we will see about that. anyways,&lt;em&gt; (again),&lt;/em&gt; i am really excited about tomorrow, the thought of making new friends makes me jump HURRAY! but also the thought of not having some of my close friends in the same jc could also be quite saddening too. oh well, CHEER UP, school is starting really soon, i could even countdown the hours! HAHA, the best part of orientation is the &lt;strong&gt;mass dance&lt;/strong&gt;. oh boy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; SO CANT WAIT&lt;/strong&gt;. yeay. ok then, gtg. and to all those who are starting school tomorrow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAVE FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-8408227372272581089?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8408227372272581089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=8408227372272581089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8408227372272581089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8408227372272581089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/where-is-this-going-thought-i-knew-for.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVseVde2tI/AAAAAAAAAgs/cEcct-7A8V0/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-1949029155156282693</id><published>2009-02-01T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T09:28:48.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;PICTURES FROM FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Royal Scotts &amp;amp; Burger King)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVrfX676dI/AAAAAAAAAgc/4YuULW3_jWA/s1600-h/DSCF5303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297758723412584914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVrfX676dI/AAAAAAAAAgc/4YuULW3_jWA/s320/DSCF5303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVrfPA6IiI/AAAAAAAAAgU/FQaxWa_uH7I/s1600-h/DSCF5302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297758721021714978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVrfPA6IiI/AAAAAAAAAgU/FQaxWa_uH7I/s320/DSCF5302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVre7_QmJI/AAAAAAAAAgM/AMW3Nt3dn3M/s1600-h/DSCF5301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297758715914524818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVre7_QmJI/AAAAAAAAAgM/AMW3Nt3dn3M/s320/DSCF5301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVquDukvLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/BFEYdA7gn_M/s1600-h/DSCF5300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297757876178435250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVquDukvLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/BFEYdA7gn_M/s320/DSCF5300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVqt4RfifI/AAAAAAAAAf8/5J-7eMyfytc/s1600-h/DSCF5299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297757873103669746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVqt4RfifI/AAAAAAAAAf8/5J-7eMyfytc/s320/DSCF5299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297757866201758658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVqtej8u8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/5PxOgOUKC24/s320/DSCF5296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVqtIKnKFI/AAAAAAAAAfk/l86ELmeoSdI/s1600-h/DSCF5295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297757860189907026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVqtIKnKFI/AAAAAAAAAfk/l86ELmeoSdI/s320/DSCF5295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-1949029155156282693?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1949029155156282693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=1949029155156282693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/1949029155156282693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/1949029155156282693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/pictures-from-friday-royal-scotts.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYVrfX676dI/AAAAAAAAAgc/4YuULW3_jWA/s72-c/DSCF5303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-6973796142713644645</id><published>2009-01-31T14:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:59:55.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;STRONGER THAN EVER, NOBODY NOBODY BUT ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yesterday happened to be one of the most tiring and most wicked day ever. im going to keep my post short since im suppose to be decorating my white shoes. okay, i went to MERIDIAN yesterday  to follow haoshan and meera for appeal. haoshan came to my house before that to do &lt;strong&gt;MASSIVE photocopying&lt;/strong&gt; of her papers and stuffs like that. we were suppose to meet the rest at WS MRT at about 9AM but we told them to be one hour late. HAHA, so after my dad send both of us to MJC, it was already 9.15AM i think, and guess what, appeal starts at 8.30AM but there were already 16 people infront of us. ZOMG?&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; Mjc is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THAT &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;popular&lt;/span&gt;. anyways meera already did her appeal so she waited for haoshan to finish hers. we were debating whether haoshan should appeal through CCA or academic. in the end haoshan wanted to do the CIO auditions. of course she can do it! for goodness sake, she's vice president of PRCS CIO. go haowiee! saw umar too with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;his girlish bag&lt;/span&gt;. Faqiha came to appeal as we were about to leave. we waited for that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; sooo-not-going-to-come bus 3. we met the buddies jolene, cat, shereen huibin and shazni. we took the train to city hall, went to raffles city and ate at BURGER KING. apparently shereen and cat shared the food together leaving almost everyone having to change place just to accomodate their presence. haha, okay, not all of us had to move. well, anyways, shazni was on a NO BURGER KING DIET while we all had our breakfast. after that me and shazni lead the group and we walked into BILLABONG to buy my pencil box. and we saw the rest walk pass us. whaatttt? HAHA, oh well, then i went shopping for stationary at this tokyo -made shop. cost me $63 for only 6 things. WHAAAAT. oh, and did you know i brought a shopping list with me and I DID buy everything i wanted too, except my GF magazine and shower cap. so after that we went to peninsular when &lt;strong&gt;AISYAH KAPOOR CALLED ME!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; MJC BUDDY!!!! my old best friend. haha, she was at mjc, following her friends to appeal. so after peninsular, meera and cat went home. jolene went to catch a movie with her sister while shereen haowiee huibin and shazni headed to orchard with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OBVIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt; we made sooo much noise in the mrt, along the pathway. we walked from the Heerens to Far East Plaza. its been a loong time since i've been at orchard. so we shopped more. i guess i was the only one holding many plastic bags. like shazni said, HEAVY SHOPPING. haha, after Far East, me and shazni went to pray at the surau at Royal Scotts Plaza while shereen huibin and haowiee, the lazy bums, rested at the golden and brown lounge. we headed to bugis while huibin went mj at tricia's house and shereen headed home. i bought my watch and we looked around before taking the MRT back to Tampines Mall at around 5pm or so. bought things at Popular. haowiee paid $5 worth of stationery with her credit card. RIGHT. me and shazni took bus 39 back home. OH WELL, guess how much i spend? &lt;strong&gt;$180&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. and i still have $100 left i decided no to join any dance class. YEAY. so what shall i buy..........hmm.... i did see this Dorothy Perkins shoe worth $73......should i? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY, IM FEELING THE JEEPS HIPS WHOOPS BEEPS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dad drove me around singapore, we went to Ballet and Music Company but the classes were tooo expensive and the people there gave us malays &lt;strong&gt;THE&lt;/strong&gt; look. wtf? and we went pass NYJC where jolene dear would be all alone there. wonder how could she survive the long journey to and fro school. and you know what? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IM DAMN GLAD I GOT INTO MJ&lt;/span&gt;. but im freaking scared about making new friends, but also excited at the same time. &lt;em&gt;whatever alyah&lt;/em&gt;. oh well. HMM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok dah bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;whatt.. my hair apparently looks like Johnny Depp in Charlie Chocolate Factory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(ahhh!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-6973796142713644645?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6973796142713644645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=6973796142713644645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/6973796142713644645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/6973796142713644645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/stronger-than-ever-nobody-nobody-but-me.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-2911063846458216821</id><published>2009-01-31T08:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:53:34.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYOg0tvXL1I/AAAAAAAAAfc/0_SLATLLw_8/s1600-h/Let_It_Snow_by_alleloveart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297254414209724242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYOg0tvXL1I/AAAAAAAAAfc/0_SLATLLw_8/s400/Let_It_Snow_by_alleloveart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;WHO SAID WE WOULDNT MAKE IT BUT LOOK HOW FAR WE'VE COME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ZOMMMM&lt;em&gt;MMMM&lt;/em&gt;MMG. I am&lt;strong&gt; FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt; a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;meridian JC student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I am sooo proud to say that &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt; my dream has come true, something i had been waiting for, for ALMOST TWO SOLID YEARS. and &lt;strong&gt;ITS FINALLY ARRIVED!&lt;/strong&gt; yeay, ME! okay to everyone else who have gotten into their respective desired choice of school. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS&lt;/span&gt;. okay, shall update later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-2911063846458216821?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2911063846458216821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=2911063846458216821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/2911063846458216821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/2911063846458216821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/who-said-we-wouldnt-make-it-but-look.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYOg0tvXL1I/AAAAAAAAAfc/0_SLATLLw_8/s72-c/Let_It_Snow_by_alleloveart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-8915300129723900457</id><published>2009-01-29T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:10:21.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY, I ALMOST DIED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*squels!!!!!&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/5629225663669361762-8915300129723900457?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8915300129723900457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=8915300129723900457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8915300129723900457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8915300129723900457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-i-almost-died.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-877785493318468952</id><published>2009-01-29T08:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:08:12.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this was to be yesterday's post people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRUSTED BLUEBERRY PIE BRINGING YOU A MUNDANE WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today i have been to the Ghost Town which is another name for Johore Bahru during festive seasons. believe me when i say that not one shop was open as i scanned through the area my dad was driving around. what was i doing there? well, to get cheap and affordable contact lenses. funny? laugh. actually, in fact that last sentence is true but oh such sadness as i wasnt able to get what i wanted. so spectacles on first day of school then. GAHH. awful isnt it. anyways, i was back in lovely singapore by 2pm and went to the ICA building to get my new passport but bad luck brewed by me in an instance. i left the old passports at home so my parents were fumming at me, for the first time in many months, about how careless i was today. the fury ended shortly since my mum was given a special card that allowed her to skip the long raging queue of people with the same intentions of getting their new passports and go straight to collect them from a specific counter tommorow. and i? i shall stay at home and moan at my sudden misery out of everything. oh well, over that. let me see, what should i say before i leave this place. hmmm. riggghhht.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i have realized that Meera can be really strange at some point of... wait... &lt;strong&gt;ALL THE TIME&lt;/strong&gt;. here's what we both got into in the middle of the night, last night, last night. *music please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;meera gives me a song, i try to fit a question to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MEERA: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;what about "touch my body by mariah carey?" hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALYAH: question for that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"what makes your friends like you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MEERA: HAHA! OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALYAH: &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How will you die?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"You Decide by Fireflight".&lt;/span&gt; hahahhahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MEERA: haha. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Maneater?&lt;/span&gt; HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALYAH:&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; What will you be when you grow up?&lt;/span&gt; you give me the song i guess the question. i bored.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MEERA: okay, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"love stoned by jt"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALYAH: GIVE ME SO HARD.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what will you give to the person you like on valentines?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MEERA: is that ur ans or are you asking me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALYAH: what would you give the person you like on valentines day to attract him? lovestoned by jt. geddit? funny what.. next...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MEERA: Its lovestoneD not love stone. Lovestoned means stoned (high/on drugs) on love bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALYAH: alah same what. next...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MEERA: haha, bitch. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;bye bye bye- nsync.&lt;/span&gt; lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALYAH: Easy &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what song will be played at your funeral?&lt;/span&gt; and hmm, what is ur motto in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MEERA: HAHA, ok, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;boulevard of broken dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALYAH: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what kind of future will you lead in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MEERA: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;starry starry night lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALYAH: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what do you dream of in the morning&lt;/span&gt;. hahahah. hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MEERA:HAHA, good one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dont wanna think about you- simple plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALYAH: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;first impression of meera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MEERA: oi. bitch. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you raise me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALYAH: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;whats the best thing about push up bras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MEERA: OMG. hahahahhaah (very long). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;look after you- the fray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALYAH: no idea. next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MEERA: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pocketful of sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALYAH: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;whats in syafiqah's nose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MEERA:omg i literally burst out laughing. HAHAHAHHAH, walao. haha, just the girl- click5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALYAH: ME ALSO SIA!! haha, hmm, staring at plastic models in a branded shop, saleswoman ask you "what yould you like madame?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MEERA: lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;close your eyes- turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALYAH: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;what would i tell u if you don't believe thats willis hosting the oscars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MEERA: hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;feeling the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALYAH: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;why do you take such a long time in the toilet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MEERA: haha, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALYAH: &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;first impression of alyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;MEERA: ya right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; praying 4 time-george michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALYAH: hmm, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;what do you do on your soon to be deathbed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha, whattt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-877785493318468952?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/877785493318468952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=877785493318468952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/877785493318468952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/877785493318468952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-was-to-be-yesterdays-post-people.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-1305246134357464545</id><published>2009-01-28T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:09:14.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYAuXFzSMjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/zX635o5jFdE/s1600-h/so_I_guess_it__s_a_sad_song_by_LaTOUS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296284136016851506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYAuXFzSMjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/zX635o5jFdE/s400/so_I_guess_it__s_a_sad_song_by_LaTOUS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A DECEPTION OF SILENCE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just the quiet melody of a &lt;em&gt;rhythmic&lt;/em&gt; heartbeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a yearning wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;let me,  be set &lt;strong&gt;free&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/5629225663669361762-1305246134357464545?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1305246134357464545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=1305246134357464545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/1305246134357464545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/1305246134357464545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/deception-of-silence.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SYAuXFzSMjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/zX635o5jFdE/s72-c/so_I_guess_it__s_a_sad_song_by_LaTOUS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-6668495690154788779</id><published>2009-01-25T13:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:39:12.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. Put your iTunes on shuffle, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For each question, press the next button to get your answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW &lt;strong&gt;OUTRAGEOUS&lt;/strong&gt; IT SOUNDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3. Tag 20 friends who might enjoy doing the game as well as the person you got the note from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS ‘’IS THIS OKAY’’ YOU SAY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Poker Face- Lady Gaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG? thats cooool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Say It Again- Marie Digby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha, come on, say it again, say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A BOY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Rooftops- Lost Prophets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;their hair?... oh yes! his hair!!! HOT BODOH! LIKE WANNA DIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Feels Like Today- Rascal Flatt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy go lucky motto huh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mandy- Westlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;awww.. my inspiration like whaaat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love Crime- Westlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG? SO TRUE?? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOU OFTEN THINK ABOUT OFTEN?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My Heroine- Silverstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i have found my alter-ego...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Troublemaker- Weezer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;UH????!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This Turbulance Is Beautiful- You Me At Six&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAAH, YOU BET. lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Taking Every Chance You..-Ivoryline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahah, every chance i get lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nickels and Dimes- Social Distortion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;more like gold and silver... haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Decode-Paramore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Best Days-Graham Colton Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OF COURSE, best days of my life, every second sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Bloody Romance- Senses Fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chaos much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The Time Of My Life- David Cook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so true, ooohh ohhhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Outta My Head- Ashley Simpson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WALAO! SO THE REVENGEFUL HORR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Drop In The Ocean- Ron Pope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha, i think its close to swimming..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;White Horse- Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahah, one's white the other's a horse. hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Inseparable- Jonas Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Full Circle- Miley Cyrus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(..........)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If I Were In Your Shoes- You Me At Six&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yah, stink much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Burning Up- Jonas Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha, more like hormones raging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Weird World- Backstreet Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;agreeable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Better In Time-Leona Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;honestly, all this doesnt make sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Echo- Vertical Horizon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;retard!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Calling All Cars- Senses Fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;volvo, chervolet, mercedes.. here boy here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;In The Ayer- Flo Rida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whats an ayer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Bottom Of The Ocean- Miley Cyrus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this may have something to do woth dead people, Titanic perhaps. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Restless-Within Temptation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;indeed im sooo am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO YOU THINK YOU'RE WORTH TO BE AMERICA'S NEXT TOP MODEL?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Imaginary Diva- Westlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ahh? i soo beg to differ.. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DID YOU DREAM OF LAST NIGHT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The Driveway- Miley Cyrus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;XOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHATS YOUR BOYFRIEND GOING TO BE LIKE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;One In A million- Backstreet Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes please =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT WILL YOUR FIRST KISS BE LIKE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Inconsolable- Backstreet Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I Kissed A Girl- Katy Perry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;zomg? so true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW DO YOU FIND BARACK OBAMA?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Siberia- Backstreet Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF NOISY WEDDINGS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Angels- David Archuleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha, ironic much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HOW WOULD YOU REACT IF YOUR FRIEND IS GAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And Then You Kissed Me- The Cardigans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;zomg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO YOU LOVE HUMAN NATURE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dont Let Go- David Archuleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF BEING RICH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Gives You Hell- The All American Rejects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;honestly, i dont mind at all.. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW WERE YOU BORN?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Right Back In The Water- Jesse McCartney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yey! im a &lt;strong&gt;mermaid!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW WILL YOUR FUTURE LIFE BE LIKE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Unmistakable- Backstreet Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOPEFULLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO YOU THINK YOU ROCK?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You Can- David Archuleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I CAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;With You- Chris Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so riiiggght. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO YOU LIKE WINNING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Who Will I be- Demi Lovato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;winner lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT KIND OF CAREER WOULD YOU LIKE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;All Of Your Love- HelloGoodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im predicting a perfect surgeon at work. no deaths then. wooh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO YOU FEEL LIKE DYING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;See You Again- Miley Cyrus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the answer is YES. ohh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO YOU FEEL LIKE STOPPING THIS QUIZ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Just Go- Jesse McCartney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BYE! HAHAHA. tired leh! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;15 PEOPLE TO DO THIS LAME QUIZ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shazni, huibin, haoshan, meera, lynn, nabzee, syaf, namira, rre, siska, mary, zee-q, sufiah, cheryl, ahmad. &lt;/blockquote&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/5629225663669361762-6668495690154788779?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6668495690154788779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=6668495690154788779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/6668495690154788779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/6668495690154788779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/1.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-4467018765790712845</id><published>2009-01-24T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T14:09:39.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SXqweBU3dPI/AAAAAAAAAe0/yzK9nBlxzJw/s1600-h/090120-michelle-vmed-740p.widec"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294738341725959410" style="DISPLAY: block; 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America is said to be the main city of humankind, where growth of new words are once nurtured and passed on across the vast oceans to all the various countries in the world. the country is also said to be sin forever due to the hard-headed government and the CIA. OK wait, before i start, let me just say that im viewing America based on my point of view, so no hard feelings. so moving on... America is being looked at by many people in many ways. i for example believe that a nation strives for goodness and to destroy all bad doings that may lead to the suffering of its people. the country was plagued with curiosity and much excitement when George Bush was RE-elected the 43rd president in his second term running. 8 MONTHS  into his first term, the country suddenly got plunged into a black hole. 9//11 occurred and the people were left with nothing but a small tinch of hope for the president and the government to act swiftly and undo the damages. from then, the world deepened into what we all have called it before; &lt;strong&gt;a MAJOR CRISIS&lt;/strong&gt;. races and religions began to defy each other and the strength of trust got lost amidst the mixed feelings of everyone. people began to follow what others have told them without even realizing that they arent standing up for their ownselves but for what others have to say for them. people began to depend on their own kind and friends families of different races and religions are turned away with fear strangling their last breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;everywhere,&lt;strong&gt; fear&lt;/strong&gt; became the common friend for many. fear brought people to be even more brave but this fear was placed together with cowardice and bad feelings. having trust was somewhat a very &lt;em&gt;vulnerable&lt;/em&gt; object to keep. and thats when various fights and war came in. criticism flew everywhere across nations, but however the direct hit was towards the American government.i wouldnt want to dwell on what happened so on and so forth. i honestly say that i do not like George Bush that much but after reading Hadi's wordpress, i decided that maybe there's a kinder sight of Bush that many have not seen or realized. so after reading more about George Bush and his 8 years of sitting in the White House, Bush wasnt really targeted directly after the 9/11.the people grew sore towards him when the government handled the Katrina Hurricane badly. there were many failures. the government  had also a lead role in dealing with the economics that is said to result in another &lt;strong&gt;WW2 Post-recession in December 2007&lt;/strong&gt;. anyways, he did have a great first term. he introduced many health and education systems that in later years shown its productivity as what people have hoped for. he was a major hit back then and people had had faith in him. so you see, George Bush did have his ups and downs in his presidential seat. though he may look like the worst man on earth, we have to remember that he did touch many lives and those who have benefited from his touch has stayed a true supporter all the way till 20january2009. his last day as the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as we bid farewell to the 43rd and most controversational president ever to be elected in America, we welcome the joy of having the latest and most popular president to the white house. &lt;strong&gt;his name is BARACK OBAMA&lt;/strong&gt;. i followed up the presidential elections from the day he won over Mccain to the day he was sworn to the white house. many Cnn reporters have discussed the issue whether Obama had used his high-tier status among Hollwood megastars to gain more popularity among the people. in my opinion Obama isnt that sort of person who would use his authority even if  now he has practically &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; power to do whatever he wants. people naturally were drawn towards him for he emphasised on CHANGING AMERICA, rebuilding it once more. after many years of hardships, of course the only thing people would turn to right now is hope, and hope came in the form of BARACK OBAMA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAST FORWARD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the day of INAUGURATION was filled with much emotions. but one thing's for sure, you could see happiness shaped like a dome around the estimated 2 million people gathered outside the National Mall. that day, it wasnt only the Democrats supporters who came, but the Republicans supporters came as well, to welcome the new president of america. people came as early as 2AM though the ceremony started only at about 12pm. enthusiastic as the supporters itself, Cnn broadcast the whole day live from 5am and im really impressed by how the reporters could keep on talking and talking for the whole day, keeping viewers updated with what was going to happen. mock cheers could be heard at the west side of the state as George Bush and family flew off in their helicopter, back to their homeland, texas. voices singing &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"nah nah nah nah"&lt;/span&gt; were left hanging in the air. away with the past, in with the future, as what some of you might say to this.  a presenter even said &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" hope he flies into the sunset".&lt;/span&gt; sarcastic much? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in Obama's speech, racial talk wasnt lengthy. Obama's main points were of having to emphasise the importance of Americans standing together amidst the crisis and facing the challenges in years to come. he did not forget to mention that the &lt;strong&gt;recovery was a long run&lt;/strong&gt; and everyone had to face it no matter who they are as an individual, be it religion or colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUOTES:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;“Today, I say to you that the challenges we face &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;are real&lt;/span&gt;. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time,” &lt;strong&gt;Obama said&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;“But know this America – they will be met,” &lt;strong&gt;Obama said.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A Black woman, Moore-Hill said Obama’s speech underscored how ““all Americans have an opportunity to &lt;strong&gt;excel in life&lt;/strong&gt; and they are not forced to limit themselves to traditional jobs, rather we all have the opportunity to make our desires in life come true.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SOURCE: inauguration.mgnetwork.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"YES WE CAN",&lt;/strong&gt; said the melodious crowd. it is time for a change and the americans are ready to invite this change. the inaugural dance ball was said to be amazing though sen.Edward Kennedy was reported to have a seizure in the middle of the celebration. Joe Biden was said to face the most awkward moment of his life when he had to dance with his wife. but he did fine in my own view. and did you see &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Michelle Obama's white chiffon&lt;/span&gt;, one-shoulder gown covered in fluffy appliques designed by 26 year old Jason Wu? it was beautiful and it wil be remembered in the Fashion history of the White house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, so much have been said. let's hope that a difference can be made, &lt;strong&gt;will be made&lt;/strong&gt;, and will be seen in the coming days months years ahead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES WE CAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TILL THEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;XOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(OH CRAP, have to be involve in socializing on monday. having picnic at pasir ris park with mum's side. &lt;strong&gt;IM BUMBERUM BUBERUM&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-8440883229871915051?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8440883229871915051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=8440883229871915051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8440883229871915051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/8440883229871915051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/wendell-phillips-political-convulsions.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-6687975515484137151</id><published>2009-01-23T13:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T14:07:15.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294366619968211826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SXleY93kC3I/AAAAAAAAAc0/FFexi1XFwjY/s400/DSCF5134-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;WE COULD &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ROCK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;SO &lt;strong&gt;ROCK&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;(haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-6687975515484137151?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6687975515484137151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=6687975515484137151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/6687975515484137151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/6687975515484137151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-could-rock.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SXleY93kC3I/AAAAAAAAAc0/FFexi1XFwjY/s72-c/DSCF5134-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-3039524621048374785</id><published>2009-01-23T13:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T14:51:29.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the cat pen &amp;amp; the adidas shoe &amp;amp; ANIMAL bag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SXlXHLKK2MI/AAAAAAAAAbs/petB-8fWS2k/s1600-h/DSCF5120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294358617716873410" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SXlXHLKK2MI/AAAAAAAAAbs/petB-8fWS2k/s200/DSCF5120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SXlXHvzW0VI/AAAAAAAAAb0/-jsFaek4pN8/s1600-h/DSCF5156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294358627553300818" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SXlXHvzW0VI/AAAAAAAAAb0/-jsFaek4pN8/s200/DSCF5156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SXlXesA6t2I/AAAAAAAAAb8/ZOQOnvmwF4k/s1600-h/DSCF5160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294359021673428834" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SXlXesA6t2I/AAAAAAAAAb8/ZOQOnvmwF4k/s200/DSCF5160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tights &amp;amp; sundress &amp;amp; jeans &amp;amp; white top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;black top &amp;amp; rolling stone shirt &amp;amp; white jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SXljxTFvHxI/AAAAAAAAAd8/CfXIY9kFt7A/s1600-h/DSCF5135-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294372535539801874" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SXljxTFvHxI/AAAAAAAAAd8/CfXIY9kFt7A/s200/DSCF5135-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SXlkRv0pQYI/AAAAAAAAAec/pk66nDIusTk/s1600-h/DSCF5081.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SXllSAljCII/AAAAAAAAAes/0RqYG1TgvtQ/s1600-h/DSCF5180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294374197020264578" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SXllSAljCII/AAAAAAAAAes/0RqYG1TgvtQ/s200/DSCF5180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SXlkR2DKuqI/AAAAAAAAAek/hyYCTJSt69Y/s1600-h/DSCF5135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294373094680083106" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SXlkR2DKuqI/AAAAAAAAAek/hyYCTJSt69Y/s200/DSCF5135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHOOPINNNNG SPREWWWE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5629225663669361762-3039524621048374785?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3039524621048374785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5629225663669361762&amp;postID=3039524621048374785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3039524621048374785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5629225663669361762/posts/default/3039524621048374785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/cat-pen-adidas-shoe-animal-bag-tights.html' title=''/><author><name>nuralyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04722028608875162339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0dVLLwsRTxs/SXlXG4ux_qI/AAAAAAAAAbk/f4BOLjsWfNo/s72-c/Image000+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5629225663669361762.post-9123378773112941183</id><published>2009-01-23T08:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:34:39.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DIGITALLY HOT AND SEXXAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im always the only one online since 7am or so. i have no idea why you people cant get your butt and faces of that comfortable pillow and go online and keep me company. and you there, stop appearing offline. usually amirah nabilah would be online now to talk to me. time check: 8.20AM, and &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;IM THE ONLY ONE ONLINE!&lt;/span&gt; ahhhh, i feel homeless suddenly, friendless much. anyways, i could either keep whinning or just start of by saying HELLO. oh well, BONJOUR then. i think i'll blog about my wednesday shopping trip with my mum. im back, Upper East-Siders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(after three hours, i blog again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY 210108&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i woke up early, as usual and went to the kitchen where my mum was cooking. i asked her what time she wanted to leave the house and she said at most about 9:30AM, and i literally ran to my room and grab my clothes to wear, wait i was wearing clothes lah, haha, you get what i meant. anyways cleaned up the house a little here and a little there and before 9:30AM we were off!! okayy, me and my mum manage to catch the bus 109 to the interchange and then we took the mrt to raffles city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when we reaches Raffles City, my jaw was dropping already, there were so many angmohs and it was only 10AM. they were mostly shopping or having breakfast. and not only that, the shops were having sale. TSK. previously at home, my mum told me to bring part of my $850, and she decided that $200 would be enough. well, being me, i beg her for another $100 and she allowed me to bring $300. so with that huge amount of cash in my wallet, i was soo ready to shop. first stop was Peninsular to buy my sports shoes for MJC, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;okay im so positive&lt;/span&gt; that i can go MJ. i must stay positive no matter what people. well, on our way there, my mum talked to me about the life that she used to dream of as a young girl, two things was on her mind, Richness and MORE Richness. my mum loves money and she does work hard for it. and she's nice enough to spend it on the whole family and only a few times on herself. i told her what kind of life i wanted; a happy family and to be doctor in the future. so our conversation continued on till we reached the 4th floor of peninsular plaza. my dad's friend works there so he gave us a very warm welcome indeed. he showed me various sport brands like adidas and nike. i told him it was my first time buying sport shoes and he laughed and gave me a little advice about how to choose the best sport shoes. as he was talking to my mum about teenagers today having to work hard &lt;em&gt;blablablabla.&lt;/em&gt; i laid my eyes upon an&lt;strong&gt; adidas shoe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it was &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;grey &lt;/span&gt;with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; stripes, and loving red hardcore, i knew that shoe should be mine. so he got my size and it felt like heaven as my feet lay rested on the shoe. i looked up at my mum and she said "you're money uh alyah". i was like &lt;strong&gt;"duuuhhh".&lt;/strong&gt; and the actual price was $99 but since my dad knew him and he knew my dad, oh btw the salesman name was Ranjit. he gave me an offer of $70! AWESOME MUCH? Ranjit started talking about his kids. one was a doctor while the other was an accountant. and when he said the former had to study 10 years to get a doctorate degree, i almost flipped 360degrees! what?! the first thought that came into my mind was this "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;when the hell would i be able to get married&lt;/span&gt;?" i just kept smiling and Ranjit kept saying " you have to work hard for a scholarship, don't have to use your parents money, don't stress them uh". and he said i looked like a good girl,&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(hello?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of course i am. so i bought adidas socks at about $7 for a pair and we waved goodbye to Mr.Ranjit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we took the escalator and i saw a few hoodies hanging out from this rock and roll store at the 3rd floor. i pulled my mum to look at the shop. when we entered the shop, my eyes got caught on a &lt;strong&gt;rolling stones tshirt&lt;/strong&gt;. it had a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tongues sticking out from a mouth&lt;/span&gt;, and boy was it sparkling like diamonds! i saw this shirt in The 70's Show a few days ago and i had to buy it! it cost $29 but the women who helped us decided to offer the shirt at $20 since we were the first customers. of course i smiled since its my money i had to use and not my mum's. LOL. i saw some pants and got a white one since i didnt have any white jeans. the woman estimated my size just by looking at me and WOW, she was SPOT ON! i was feeling excited and also hesitant to get out of the store and shop for more things. but of course, being my mum, she talked about me with the saleswoman there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Saleswoman&lt;/span&gt;: you're child looks smart you know, how old is she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mum&lt;/span&gt;: she's 16 waiting for her results to enter Jc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Saleswoman&lt;/span&gt;: wah jc, alot of my customers right, they tell me their kids don't want to go jc, stressful yah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mum&lt;/span&gt;: haha, she's hardworkinglah so i can just sit back and watch. &lt;em&gt;(add brain rolling)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Saleswoman&lt;/span&gt;: (looking at me) you must work hard uh girl, your mum work hard for you, provide you money, but i see you, you sure you can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my brain was doing 720degrees continuosly. if i had another set of eyes i would have make it turn like a windmill. OMG! stop about the working hard part, im suppose to be in the mood for shopping?!!! haha, oh whatever, since they said im a good girl, i'll just smile. actually it was more of a grin. anyways, the white pants cost $39 but she gave us for $30 and i bought a brown one for my sister, who appears to be out of jeans/pants. so the total amount that i had spent on that store was $80. wooooh. me and my mum decided to have lunch since it was already 12pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we sat at &lt;strong&gt;magic wok&lt;/strong&gt; and we started talking about what to expect in jc and so on. she told me to find a good boyfriend who was as smart as me. brain rolling now. and she even asked me whether i was into the &lt;strong&gt;badboy kinda guy&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;the clean cut, all preppy kindda boy&lt;/strong&gt;. i thought for awhile since i have never really thought about this, and i told her i wanted a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gossip Girl guy&lt;/span&gt;. she knows a thing or two about Gossip Girl, mostly the dressings and the guys involved, but i told her not to watch it. aha. so it was the badboy/smarty pants kinda guy.. okaaayy mum, my brain and eyelids are rolling 720+180 degrees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the food came. we both ordered hof fun, my favourite dish in the whole wide world. we ate as the silence left us when more and more working people started streaming the small restaurant. the bill was $11.60 and i obviously paid for it. so we walked out of the small place and started walking to raffles city for what else, my mum's favourite boutique/outlet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOROTHY PERKINS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when we reached Raffles City, we saw the shoes that my sister wanted and the shoes that i think it was either namira or nabzee who told me about it. im not sure how to explain it but its what &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Naomi from 90210&lt;/span&gt; wore before, &lt;strong&gt;courthouse shoes&lt;/strong&gt;? it cost a full $97 and my mum said we could come back here with my sister on the weekend. we walked pass a few shops, and we entered Gucci. i was looking at big long wallets to buy and i saw a few that i wanted but mum told me not to buy as she said that anyone could afford Gucci in Spore. brain rolling. true enough, the cost of the bags and wallets and shoes were affordable, some just a little more than $150 only. we headed for Krumpler first at the basement since my mum loved bags from there. when we entered the shop, i searched for the nicest bag but none caught my attention so i told my mum to try other shops. Nike had a 50% sale and we walked in. i saw a sweatshoe that was originally $234 but it was cut to only $39!!!, wao, this is soo not 50% only. i tried finding my shoe size but to no avail. feeling a little dissapointed, my mum brought me to a shop called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANIMAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;weird for its name, the shop was branded after a name that was easy to remember and it followed Surfer's Paradise and OP stores. i went straight for the bags and i found more red. OMG! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I LOVE THIS BAG!&lt;/span&gt; and so did my mum. it cost $79 and it was the first time i wore a bagpack since secondary 3. so we bought it and found a Tokyo stationary shop. i bought Alice In Wonderland's cat pen. i have a toycat of that disney movie from LA. it cost $7.30. a little expensive for a pen but whatever, its &lt;strong&gt;MY MONEEEY&lt;/strong&gt;. hahaha. i saw lots of things that i wanted to buy and instantly i knew who i should bring to this shop. MEERA/HAOSHAN/HUIBIN AND SHAZNI. i smsed Shazni first and told her a few things or two. same for meera and we decided to plan a date next week to shop here. so i didnt buy any stationary obviously. so after that we headed for DOROTHY PERKINS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when we reached &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOROTHY PERKINS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i saw the "SALE" sign everywhere, and got really hype. i saw jeans that cost 2 for $69 and i knew i had to get a pair for myself and my sister. so i tried on straight cut/boot cut/ flare till i found the right pair. i saw shoes that had my size and i wanted to buy them but $53 left in my chinese-reddish wallet wasnt enough. i made a note to come back here again next week. my mum long sleeves which cost 2 for $23. and since i only had that much money left, mum finally offered to pay the total of $92 with her card. YEY to me. we bought coffee from Gloria Jeans Coffee at just $2 and decided to head for bugis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME CHECK: 3PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we entered the busy street of Bugis and i bought a floral dress for $22 and long tights (i've been wanting this so much) for $15. i told namira that i wanted to change my style of dressing to long dresses and tights kinda wear. something an &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;OLDER silver in 90210&lt;/span&gt; would wear instead of jeans and shirt. i persuaded my mum to buy me a few maxi dresses for me and my sis but she insisted that at Geylang, it was much cheaper and nicer. so i guess i have to wait for this weekend then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;after so much walking, we bought coconut and watermelon drinks before we entered the Mrt. i kept whinning to my mum that i so badly wanted to go MJC and not any other JCs, and my mum kept saying "insya'Allah". okay mum, pray for me. well then, my mum discussed with me on what to buy next week with my friends. i was really really happy when meera later suggested that we should go out of the house at 8am and return around 5pm. i like that kind of style. so &lt;strong&gt;Jackson 5 and BIMBOS&lt;/strong&gt;. its on. and i suggested we could do what we would always do: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAMWHORE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. of course, we both were excited. well, when we reached WS, we looked at a few watches at CITYCHAIN and i met Su Ying and Darius. i was suppose to go to Matt and Ade burfday dinner at Marina Square but my legs were killing me already. i bought a few polar stuff while my mum bought some grocerries at SHOP AND SAVE. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;where was huibin.....&lt;/span&gt;hmmm.... and we walked back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tired as ever, my dad loved the fact that i bought many necessary stuffs. my sister, obviously was happy that she had new jeans to add to her "no" collection of jeans. oh did i tell you, we went to Funan IT mall to buy &lt;strong&gt;an ipod classic worth $398&lt;/strong&gt;? but no, my dad wanted to buy for me personally next weekend after he get his first pay of the year. hear that shazni? ITUNES BUDDY. i wanted to buy an ipod nano, but it was too small for a comfortable grip in my hands. oh well, next weekend then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so there you go, Silver, my $300 shopping spree. to rewind back...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Adidas Shoe/socks = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;$77&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Rolling Stones shirt = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;$20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;white and brown jeans = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ANIMAL bag = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;$79&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cat&lt;/strong&gt; pen =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; $7.30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lunch = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;$11.60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;coffee and drinks =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;$5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;black tights = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;$15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sundress = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;$22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;polar = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;$5.50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dorothy Perkins jeans and tops = &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$92&lt;/span&gt;( not included since mum paid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;which bring a total of &lt;strong&gt;$302.40!!!&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha, AND i still have $550 at home. oh yes, yesterday, my grandpa gave another $100. OMG! yes, now yourrr brains are rolling. sorry to brag honestly but its the first time in my life that i have my very own big bucks to spend&lt;strong&gt;. WOOOH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i did nothing much, thursday was packed with helping my mum &lt;em&gt;"renovate"&lt;/em&gt; the house, actually spring cleaning, but it was more like a renovation. and i did took photos of what i bought. yey me! and yes, cant wait for next thursday. the last day of partying before results of schools the following day and the following week, SCHOOOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TILL THEN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;X0X0&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/5629225663669361762-9123378773112941183?l=virtuousvicissitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</con
