<?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-34339770</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:13:46.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>petramia</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34339770.post-116825111272543639</id><published>2007-01-08T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T02:11:52.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>that's it. in time to come, i'm ending everything &amp; moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaylah, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to open a new chapter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116825111272543639?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116825111272543639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116825111272543639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116825111272543639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116825111272543639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116825111272543639' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116810087005598947</id><published>2007-01-06T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T08:27:50.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>today was a happy day. i went out with my bestfriend aka sweetheart fatin. ((: she rocks my world completely. we laughed a lot. this coming friday is our day to "the warehouse".=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woopee!extremely excited.gosh!im working tmr.can u believe that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like so tired out.plus,im gg out with him tmr afta work.yeah,cause we made an appointment tgd.:))yay-ness!haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought maybelline sutffies(compact powder&amp;lipstick).dere was a sale so only idiots wudnt catch this promotion.&amp;amp; this guy aka cashier asked to buy the pig so i asked him "dats a babi you're talking abt.haha."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah,i had fun with fatin.shes my top notch best friend.&amp; this is directly from my heart.i TRULY love her from my heart.&lt;3you rock my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos,lets stop praising her too much.hahakz!im preoccupied.NO TIME TO BLOG!haha.shucks!:Pdoodly doo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116810087005598947?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116810087005598947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116810087005598947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116810087005598947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116810087005598947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116810087005598947' title=':)'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116752826904622649</id><published>2006-12-30T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T17:24:29.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>the KL trip was great. tho i missed my boyfriend a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the first day, we WERE damn happy. haha, why? we were gg round &amp; round in circles. my father &amp; my uncle were exchanging meaning they took turn riding the rented van (we went in a grp of 10).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo. lalala, we went to the hotel. BEST LAH BAYBEH! the bath tub was hot stuff. so, i wasted my time washing myself up, pampering myself to the max. and J &amp; J lotion is fantabulous. really good for the skin. shall buy TEN the next time i go to my workplace. HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay2, enough. we went to starbucks. the coffee was g8 and all. blablabla. the next day followed. we ate like no one's business in KL. my uncle is so nice!! he paid for my shades from VERSACE mind you! haha, the glasses are very the sexy you know. haha! didn't wanna spend too much of my dad's money. ketoked him on my WATCH, SHOE, GUESS WALLET &amp; SHIRT. but it was all a good buy. i totally love things which are cheap but look so damn freaking expensive! very the hot okay. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new year is approaching. i hope all goes well.. &amp; may God bless you all. ONE LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, we saw loads of arab guys. esp when my cousin &amp; me were bowling. they approached, but the heart is only meant for one. so.. since my kuzz &amp; i were attached, we had to MOVE ON! haha. yeah, whatever this point is rather random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm having fetish for bowling now. my target is to win my uncle. PLUS; bowling is like SO cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay2, hope all of you have had your resolutions prepared. GUTEN TAG! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116752826904622649?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116752826904622649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116752826904622649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116752826904622649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116752826904622649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116752826904622649' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116723218157712728</id><published>2006-12-27T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T07:09:41.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>erm, what do i want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, don't worry. i'm gonna get that highlight in msia! haha. cheap yet good. PLUS; i'm gonna get dat pair of shoes at tpy. and the bag there. super hot sey, the bag = $32.00 shoes = 29.90. SHOPPING I DONT CARE! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, happy birthday sayang!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116723218157712728?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116723218157712728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116723218157712728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116723218157712728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116723218157712728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116723218157712728' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116706905870995735</id><published>2006-12-25T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T09:50:58.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>time to layout my new year resolution. next year is all about killing time. it's gonna be a change from this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next year; goals are going to be achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; yes, i will be a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm SERIOUSLY in love with kids. (: dey're everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.. my bf &amp; me are still together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wednesday, fatin &amp; i will be on a mission. a few days till school reopens &amp;amp; i'm dead busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116706905870995735?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116706905870995735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116706905870995735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116706905870995735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116706905870995735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116706905870995735' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116697718677681601</id><published>2006-12-24T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T08:19:46.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god gave me the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thru my prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116697718677681601?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116697718677681601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116697718677681601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116697718677681601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116697718677681601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116697718677681601' title=''/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116676498071492542</id><published>2006-12-21T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T21:35:06.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4289110528.slide.com/p/1/pose+la+you.?view=true"&gt;http://4289110528.slide.com/p/1/pose+la+you.?view=true&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(there's more. BUT I'M LAZY TO UPLOAD. haha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well.. sorry for the pms outbreak yesterday. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got some photos to show you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.. i'm so glad that fate brought my class MI 0615 together. seriously, life has taken a new turn. the friends/classmates in this clas are awesome. they don't go for looks, money or race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are like a family. ((: &amp;&amp;amp; i'm proud to say, I LOVE MY CLASS! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i will cry if graduation day comes. yes, first time in my life i feel what it's like to belong to a class where age and anything else doesn't matter. LOVE YOU ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the greatest time yesterday. you are all so damn sporting sia! (:! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116676498071492542?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116676498071492542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116676498071492542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116676498071492542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116676498071492542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116676498071492542' title='=D'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116671298088059524</id><published>2006-12-21T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T06:56:20.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>i cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it the right time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you the one for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just sad right now. i don't wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but forget about that, i enjoyed today's BBQ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116671298088059524?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116671298088059524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116671298088059524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116671298088059524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116671298088059524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116671298088059524' title='):'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116658452001353381</id><published>2006-12-19T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T19:15:20.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>=P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that's gonna start at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, in the meantime, i have to iron the clothes &amp;amp; prepare some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRA LA LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, the rainy weather has stopped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116658452001353381?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116658452001353381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116658452001353381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116658452001353381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116658452001353381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116658452001353381' title='=P'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116652974250733945</id><published>2006-12-19T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T04:02:22.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning. we smsed. etcetc. and yes ar! we finally met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) was super duper happy. we were hungry but we walked around, ENDURED THE RAIN. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. had our own quality time. IF YOU GET WHAT I MEAN. haha, but overall, i'm just glad we had our day together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the bomb lah. your birthday dear, your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took photos but i'll show em to my besties only. NYEH! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right fatin, rajes &amp; liza? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah2, time to get serious with work. weehee! tc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: bbq! i wanna go man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116652974250733945?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116652974250733945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116652974250733945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116652974250733945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116652974250733945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116652974250733945' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116648381917109547</id><published>2006-12-18T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T15:16:59.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>he forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, never mind. anyways, i'm down with projects. &amp; it's time to deal with them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've only got two weeks. &amp; i'm off to KL next week. SOOOOOOOOOO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's time to get things done &amp; over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps: happy 1 mth anniversary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116648381917109547?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116648381917109547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116648381917109547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116648381917109547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116648381917109547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116648381917109547' title='):'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116642788207613457</id><published>2006-12-17T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T23:44:42.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:O</title><content type='html'>woohoo! haha. alamak, my budget's running out of hand lah sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE! time to fast on mondays, thursdays &amp; fridays. ill start from this friday since thurs is BBQ day. WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, i've gotta finish my projects. have loads to get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd better start b4 it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's concert today &amp; then, i'll be meeting him. CAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to get my life organized back. i've relaxed WAY too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116642788207613457?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116642788207613457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116642788207613457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116642788207613457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116642788207613457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116642788207613457' title=':O'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116636187332273235</id><published>2006-12-17T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T07:01:23.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>this will explain everything:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116636187332273235?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116636187332273235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116636187332273235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116636187332273235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116636187332273235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116636187332273235' title='):'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116628724274224952</id><published>2006-12-16T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T08:40:42.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/1600/212094/A%20Team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/320/824574/A%20Team.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww. here's a pic with the ateam members.miss dem ley! hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116628724274224952?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116628724274224952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116628724274224952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116628724274224952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116628724274224952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116628724274224952' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116628275313412113</id><published>2006-12-16T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T08:27:38.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>today i had the most fun at work. haha. serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but too lazy to type. my apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P NYEHNYEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos, meeting him tmr. cant wait to c his face. his voice of course. cant live one day without it. haha. serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: &amp; yes ar. BBQ COMING SOON! brothers &amp;amp; sisters, watch out! im gonna sabo u all to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;names in mind: RAJES, FATIN, ZACK, DANIEL, ANNA, LIZA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many ppl to sabo, so lil time. DANG! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bad.. but i dont care! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOODFOODFOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gemok season will come soon. time to diet. PUMPPUMPPUMP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116628275313412113?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116628275313412113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116628275313412113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116628275313412113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116628275313412113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116628275313412113' title='=D'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116620454900340409</id><published>2006-12-15T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T09:42:29.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:O</title><content type='html'>YO! haha. today was super great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 6am. prasan wanna study but guess what? I SLEPT -__- LIKE WDH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, okay. so i flipped my book. got bored. and my SOULMATE best friend fatin called. she knows just when i need her. hahaha! &amp; so we decided to meet.. from 3.30pm to like 2+ and etc till we ended up meeting at like 1++pm? ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the fountain &amp; there was this piece of shit in front of me. gorgeously made by the cicak. by the way, msia just created a movie called CICAK MAN (lizard man). SUPER FUNNY LA! haha. &amp;amp; den hor, we flipped the books. GOT BORED AGAIN. so, we visited kero &amp; gang aka the muslim stall that sells the best food with "good" serv. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate nuggets. drank bandung. etcetc. we decided to go to level 3. P.5! i still remember okay fatin! hahaha. you rock my life la girl. anyways. i &amp; her were studying till we saw FIR (her friend). he's quite friendly. so we all studied &amp;amp; talked. studied &amp; talked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until.. the RED BULL DUO came. they offered us free red bull upon looking at our hardworking at revising computing maths. HA HA. so, we drank. WHY? free lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it helped! liza was lucky as she came at the RIGHT timing!! (: she also received a free can. we all continued studying. LAUGHED &amp; LAUGHED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until fir's gang came. azrul &amp; munir. haha. they were the ones who studied/revised. THANKS MUNIR! you saved my life. &amp;amp; my friends too. THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was nice knowing these new people. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooooo.. i think i said something funny unintentionally. i told munir, "i heard fir said you're good in maths. you help me lah. i want to double check see whether fir is right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA. the atmosphere went wild &amp; hillarious.. due to something. but only me, rajes &amp;amp; liza knows. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and rajes.. haha. chill ley you. you look stress la darl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM HERE TO STAND BY YOU! sorry cause i can't sit. i can only stand, the least i could do. okay, that was LAME. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares? i'm so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps: i love you! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116620454900340409?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116620454900340409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116620454900340409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116620454900340409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116620454900340409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116620454900340409' title=':O'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116606613740191981</id><published>2006-12-13T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T19:15:37.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:|</title><content type='html'>1. i have no comment/s for the dmd paper. i'd rather not say anything abt any papers. just sit for the test, finish test, go home. and well, prep before hand also lah. AND I TELL YOU, MEMORY BLOCK IS SO THE TOOTING PAIN IN THE TOOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. anyways, on a brighter note, i'm still attached. haha. and still very much in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. what's more? the maths paper. OOO, this one i better do well or it's DOOMS day for me. i'm targeting this paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. LA LA LA. i'll be at a concert on monday. to c my juniors of course. after that, mayb i wanna meet him, that's if he's working lah. see how lah. i wanna see how band has progressed. woopeedoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. and don't remind me, WORKLOADS of projects to consider. it's like wdh, this sem is WAY busier than last semester. BUT HEY, i've gotta deal with it. enough of me being lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 21st will be class BBQ. HONESTLY, i can't wait. haha, it's gonna be a like a total wet day! so, no make up for that day. i can't be bothered. bottomline is that i totally enjoy myself! WEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 26th im not free. 25th and 27th, no rest for me apparently. projects&amp;preparing my bags for i am HEADING FOR KL PEOPLE YO! haha, can't wait! and gonna highlight my hair dere. heard it's cheap PLUS nice. actually, it's not heard, i witnessed myself thru SONIA (my band junior).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. ill miss his birthday. ): that's SO wrong. but will make up for it. SORRY DEARY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. LALALA. then, it'll be chalet with my dad's side. TWO DAYS YO KNOW! can't wait to enjoy myself with my cousins! so in love with them. and we might be entering escape theme park for like.. SIX BUCKS! YAY YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. and lastly, SHUCKS! i better start flipping my book for computing maths. TA TA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116606613740191981?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116606613740191981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116606613740191981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116606613740191981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116606613740191981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116606613740191981' title=':|'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116592145102842873</id><published>2006-12-12T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T03:05:36.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/1600/22107/Me%20&amp;%20Hun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/200/895771/Me%20%26%20Hun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/1600/820510/Me%20&amp;amp;%20Hun.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a surprise for all of you. how? style or not? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116592145102842873?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116592145102842873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116592145102842873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116592145102842873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116592145102842873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116592145102842873' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116585772011929162</id><published>2006-12-11T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T21:29:32.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>=/</title><content type='html'>no mood to talk;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i'm sad right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, i have my reasons for being sad but i won't state it here cause it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, please help me. i need the motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, my long lost friend, ___ finally msg-ed. he asked me out. but check out my status. he missed his chance when he had it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos, forget about that. DMD is a killer, right now since i'm dead bored. but no way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO GET THRU THIS ONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116585772011929162?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116585772011929162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116585772011929162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116585772011929162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116585772011929162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116585772011929162' title='=/'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116580942142001343</id><published>2006-12-10T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T19:57:01.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>up till now, i still can't believe that i've fallen in love with you-know-who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm glad i did &amp; have not regretted up till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, two days to dmd test! wish me luck people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116580942142001343?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116580942142001343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116580942142001343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116580942142001343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116580942142001343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116580942142001343' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116572049578804753</id><published>2006-12-09T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T19:14:55.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>i've made up my mind. there're so many things i wish to do in the year 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT FIRST, i'll focus on my common tests. have to ace that one first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, bye friendzies. it's farewell from the 28th dec onwards till 31st dec. i'll miss you all esp my darling. it's gonna be his birthday. sedih okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm planning to highlight my hair there. sonia went to johor and got her hair highlighted for like 50 ringgit = 25 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are cheated! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't care. i'm still highlighting no matter what. :P wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaylah,i'll update more after my common tests okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)TC!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116572049578804753?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116572049578804753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116572049578804753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116572049578804753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116572049578804753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116572049578804753' title=':)'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116566439718625810</id><published>2006-12-09T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T03:39:57.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>@#$%^&amp;*!</title><content type='html'>i'm not spending my time well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/ dont know what to say actually?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be more busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not busy enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH; cannot tahan lah you. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116566439718625810?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116566439718625810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116566439718625810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116566439718625810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116566439718625810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116566439718625810' title='@#$%^&amp;*!'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116559343704555527</id><published>2006-12-08T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T07:57:17.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camwhore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/1600/462874/me13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/200/566653/me13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OOOKAY FAEKAH. stop it lah eh. hahaha. =P BLEAHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/1600/784402/me12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/200/539261/me12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; =/ ulalala. why did i make that face? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/1600/236362/me7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/200/283501/me7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ermmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. and the pt of taking this photo is..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/1600/187093/me&amp;nysa6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/200/825173/me%26nysa6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "alamak. something went into my eyelah you. haha."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/1600/974215/me&amp;nysa5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/200/82210/me%26nysa5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; can i manja2 with u?haha.please2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/1600/742729/me&amp;nysa4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/200/713327/me%26nysa4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; reflection of my sistah &amp; me. the one who left for HK. ): wuek! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/1600/63184/me&amp;amp;nysa3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/200/584551/me%26nysa3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; don't ask. i don't know what the _ i was doing either. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/1600/504490/me&amp;nysa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/200/444048/me%26nysa2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i was tired. so, understand understood lah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/1600/255377/me&amp;nysa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/224/3783/200/838925/me%26nysa1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;me &amp;amp; nysa. haha, so called "peace" la can?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116559343704555527?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116559343704555527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116559343704555527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116559343704555527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116559343704555527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116559343704555527' title='Camwhore.'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116553381602939720</id><published>2006-12-07T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T15:23:36.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections.</title><content type='html'>i've done a lot of reflecting today. some changes/ammendments have got to be made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) yes, i've met someone whom, right now, can be called my soulmate. i think we're meant for each other but i leave it to God to decide. i'll just give what i can to him except ___. you know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i nd to manage my time better. there's loads to be done. yes, from tip to top, esp anything related to school. balancing life with a bf &amp; my studies. learning how to score in these two sectors. haha. cause have boyfriend = HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) from nxt week onwards, i will fast on thursdays &amp; fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) i've to start praying in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) zee made me realize smthg. about sleep. thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) visiting band today. but i'll have to take my leave at 3pm. i've much to do &amp; have ________ at night. GOODNESS. but i've no choice ________ is what keeps me healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) good things come to an end is a nice song. listen to it lah. not bad. TOTALLY TRUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) common tests. i have to do well. don't wanna embarrass my parents. love them to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) a team. i miss participating in the events. need to find time now. tho that myt be challenging, it's what i have to learn to adapt with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) im taking another cca nxt year. 2007 is gonna be a new year for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, HAPPY BDAE LIZA! &amp;amp; can't wait for chalet. gonna party! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116553381602939720?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116553381602939720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116553381602939720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116553381602939720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116553381602939720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116553381602939720' title='Reflections.'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116507910106365583</id><published>2006-12-02T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T09:05:01.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i can't help falling in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;who eh? &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;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116507910106365583?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116507910106365583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116507910106365583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116507910106365583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116507910106365583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116507910106365583' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116501922737070270</id><published>2006-12-01T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T16:27:07.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>hahaha. sounds funny, but i am tuning in to German music. im thinking of joining the club.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, just trying to fill my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed Subuh today, SHUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, is this what they call true love? i wonder. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. it's nice you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herbert Groenemeyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A famous artist back then in the year 2002.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT BAD SIA! really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116501922737070270?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116501922737070270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116501922737070270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116501922737070270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116501922737070270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116501922737070270' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116498613565079702</id><published>2006-12-01T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T07:15:35.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;i love my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i pls have a night with you under the stars? i'm so in love with you baybeh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, my friends ROCK! esp zack. hahaha. we made a joke to anna: "on your birthday, we're gonna sabo you ar. better watch out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means: we're gonna have anna as the flag and do a flag raising ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny lah zack. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cannot take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many other things happen also la. (: i love my friends a lot, especially my class. they're really very open &amp; funny. i thank God for letting me meet them. it's where i got to know the true meaning of "classmates".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll visit band soon. i won't promise when but i'll check my scheduele. my juniors, i miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, enough crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized one thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people who are perfect don't realize they are perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the people who are obvious imperfection people seem to think they got everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;think twice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116498613565079702?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116498613565079702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116498613565079702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116498613565079702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116498613565079702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116498613565079702' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116484469105799668</id><published>2006-11-29T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T15:58:11.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>someone in my family has to change his/her ways.you can't be sensitive 24 hrs.stupid attitude of yours can make people angry for no objective what so ever.&amp; people hate to listen to your stories.we love your jokes or whatever but who the hell would appreciate you if you keep bragging your stupid stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people wanna listen to your stories but your STINKY character makes people avoid you.you may think you're PERFECT but people observe your flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever,i hope i won't be SUPER sensitive &amp;amp; ignorant like you.self-centered -URGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116484469105799668?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116484469105799668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116484469105799668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116484469105799668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116484469105799668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116484469105799668' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116472544028025945</id><published>2006-11-28T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T06:50:40.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>i nvr knew hw it wud feel like. &amp; i nvr expected it to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad this happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched casino royale today. actually, i wasn't onto that but HEY. whatever. haha, just watched. ate nachos with lotsa CHEESE! yummylicious! then, we walked around. i feel safe when im with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just the start but i hope that this will go on &amp; that our relationship wud grow stronger day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, forget abt that. hahaha. today was an alright day. y? u might ask cause IT 1836 lecture was CANCELLED. HOORAY! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and furthermore, many things to laugh about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx Allah for everything, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116472544028025945?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116472544028025945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116472544028025945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116472544028025945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116472544028025945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116472544028025945' title=':)'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116468039652267137</id><published>2006-11-27T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T18:19:56.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>i went thru love calculator and this is what i got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gemuk gedempol&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;kurus kedengkik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86 %&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berak&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;kentot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57 %&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bangkai&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;bacin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;00 %&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. is it true that this love calculator works? =/ HMMMM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116468039652267137?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116468039652267137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116468039652267137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116468039652267137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116468039652267137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116468039652267137' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116453934123002892</id><published>2006-11-26T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T06:25:31.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>)': today was sucha sad day without you ard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: why aren't you doing what you're supposed to do? i hope that this bgr is possible till eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want a relationship that breaks and reconcile. once there's a break, there won't be sucha thing as reconciliation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what i said; i stay true to one. but if you play games with me, i'll play along. i'll be loyal &amp;amp; do my part, but i hope you'd do the same too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116453934123002892?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116453934123002892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116453934123002892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116453934123002892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116453934123002892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116453934123002892' title='):'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116438680562236368</id><published>2006-11-24T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T08:46:45.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>hehe. i love all my friends! (:!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of those in nyp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isa,you have changed me. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can see the changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never regretted falling in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos, class has been sorta boring. -_- feel like dozing off seh. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; tmr im working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so many things to do! help me. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116438680562236368?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116438680562236368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>let's make it short &amp; simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, you make my life&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; complete&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for sending me home these few days. i can confidently say that you're a gentleman. despite the fact that you live so far from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were to be leaving for malaysia.i'll miss you like crazy.):serious.will u still love me the same?and i'm gonna miss your birthday.AHH,sayang,don't forget me please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116421333974235400?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116421333974235400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>well,i can accept his past.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously,i really love this guy.he's everything i ever wanted.Ya Allah,thanks for bringing him to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was so romantic.we walked all over city hall&amp;harbour front.wanted to go sentosa but changed our minds.we held hands all the way.he hugged me at my wrist one particular time.i felt like i was in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich,he almost wanted to kiss my neck.BUT,i moved away.hahahaha.for obvious reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,then we listened to music.LOVE SONGS BTW!&amp; i slept.HAHA.&amp;amp; then,he slept too.we were still holding hands ALL the way.blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a few pics.we gave each other a small peck on the lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WAHLAA,a love story has just been created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why but i love you.you make my worries go away instantly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116412018844396895?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116412018844396895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116412018844396895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116412018844396895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116412018844396895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116412018844396895' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19.11.06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116404101335702479?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116404101335702479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116404101335702479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116404101335702479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116404101335702479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116404101335702479' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116394935342438998</id><published>2006-11-19T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T07:15:53.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>we're just like soulmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i thank God for he has led me into ur life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not fully yet, but partially for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116394935342438998?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34339770.post-116380699975111329</id><published>2006-11-17T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T15:43:19.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>just when i was getting too depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah was there. he really listened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's really the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some/certain people know about &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; guy. my selected friends lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, he already has my number! he told me he was working &amp; etc etc he got my number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is different from most guys i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he has two negative points only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-he smokes.&lt;br /&gt;-_______(i can't state the other one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we are of the same height. which i like. so, it wud be easier to talk.&amp;he is like a kid.serious.he's sorta like my dream guy.other than that,he has the looks.his eyes are nice,just the type i need.&amp;amp;he's willing to lend a hand.he doesn't get angry too often as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't say much as this is the first step of knowing someone whom i can say i like.hope this time round, things wouldn't turn sour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah bless me.if he's the one for me, let something happen.if not,it wasn't meant to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116380699975111329?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116380699975111329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>WADDA FOOK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,im moodless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serious.i hate myself right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss how my mom used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;id rather not talk abt this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time for me to cry..&lt;br /&gt;in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:why cant anyone sense that im really really really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;depressed.&lt;/strong&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/34339770-116377704939605502?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116377704939605502/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34339770.post-116366019060917405</id><published>2006-11-15T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:56:30.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CB.</title><content type='html'>you're sucha a toot. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________.you totally forgot what you did to me.&amp;you DARE to discuss some stupid false accusations.your eyes explains everything.there's NO honesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you&amp;amp;her.BOTH are the same.why do these people exist on Earth?i really wonder sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116366019060917405?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116366019060917405/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34339770.post-116356489266706067</id><published>2006-11-14T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T20:28:12.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>1)Hidayat suddenly called&amp;msged.Erm,he said he's got some prob.Hope you're gonna be alright.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Erm,bored lah now.DMD quiz.AHHH.Bosan-ed.&amp;to add more dumbass boredom is the upcoming database test.Fortunately,it's an open book test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)I hope I'll see ____ again at work today.\:Hope so lah.Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)I need to buck up.TOOO slackish already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)I LOVE MY MUMMY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)SHIT, my father&amp;brother found out the price already.WDH?!HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Erm,I hope the boss would be reasonable today.Tsktsk,not too many work I hope.The boss seems to be nice.ps:THE NEW BOSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)SO TIRED.&amp;I hope I did alright for DMD practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Siti Nurhaliza's new song:BISAKAH sounds nice.About unrequited love.WOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)Okaylah,tired.OUTS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116356489266706067?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116356489266706067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>woohoo.yeah,schs g8.everythings per normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show hikmah is good.i wish to be like the character ana.able to cook,is so good,religious&amp;loyal to both God&amp;amp;hubby.omg.really,she's my idol.she's got the look too(:&amp;Allah,thx for opening my heart as i watched the show..inspiring indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;yeah,plan to study with azlam.haha.he helps me&amp;amp;i help him.yadaa yadaa yadaa.haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad else?ooo,sape tu?erm,isa.i dont knw why but i suddenly like him.but wont say anything cause we r nothing yet.or is nothing.just plain friends.so,yadaa yadaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,my goal is to be like ana.(:okay, dats all.hikmah ROCKS/BATUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Wer ist das? PA - THAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhahahahahhaha.kelakar lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116343199843300619?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116343199843300619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116343199843300619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116343199843300619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116343199843300619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116343199843300619' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116334329788226197</id><published>2006-11-12T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T06:54:57.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;im in a very BAD mood.&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;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DO NOT DISTURB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116334329788226197?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116334329788226197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116334329788226197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116334329788226197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116334329788226197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116334329788226197' title='):'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116332979366664717</id><published>2006-11-12T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T03:09:53.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>this is undoubtedly stupid.why do i have to go thru this process twice?all g__ are the same, regardless of race,language or religion.why do morons exist?ugh!babis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):):):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whateverlah!stupid bimbotic buffaloic pigs of life.who greed for girls, GTH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="mailto:*&amp;%*#@^%"&gt;*&amp;amp;%*#@^%&lt;/a&gt;@! PIGS WANNABE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU!PIGSPIGS!OINKOINK!dig your stupid eyeballs out NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart was like 80% closed.too bad that more experiences add on to the closure.it's turning to 90% and den to 100.haiz,im stressed up..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116332979366664717?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116332979366664717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116332979366664717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116332979366664717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116325828138669249?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116325828138669249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116325828138669249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116325828138669249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116325828138669249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116325828138669249' title='):'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116320232153845692</id><published>2006-11-10T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T15:45:21.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>1)I'm super stressed up right now.):Really.&amp;Fatin was right,I scored 3 pts for love in a stupid hand reading thingy.I should open up my heart more.But how to?Cause I haven't really fallen in love yet.Hmm,fyi,too much experiences really teach you how to differentiate the good&amp;amp;bad.That you just think to yourself: "ok,move along.move along."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Faekah,you've gotta be strong.These obstacles are what I have to face in life's journey.If you complain,you're a loser but if you maintain,you've got it all in your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;the one thing i need the most right now,is just support&amp;amp;love.my family will always support.God too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I hate myself at times.I need to be more disciplined.HELP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116320232153845692?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116320232153845692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116320232153845692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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like,haha,cool.But see when lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Today,a guy from B____ guardian asked me whether I want him to send me home.He's damn cute lah.Serious,but I acted blur.I'm afraid to be fooled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)I saw Mr Peh today.WOOHOO!!I miss you,Mr Peh.):You've always been a great teacher.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)My ez link dropped in the longkang.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)A lesbian sent me a message.GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)I have many tests next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Sunday I'm working quite a long shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)I've got to know a few cheaters today.Success if gained only thru honesty.I don't undstd man these cheaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)&amp;amp;Justin/Zhengjie looks way cuter than he did before.I won't lie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116300016322577888?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116300016322577888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116300016322577888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116300016322577888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116300016322577888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116300016322577888' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116291494961381087</id><published>2006-11-07T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T07:55:49.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/224/3783/1600/Happy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/224/3783/320/Happy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Hey!I was struck with PMS today.No shit,I seriously was.I got emo even at the slightest mismatch.STUPID FREAKO OF ME TO BE THAT WAY!Argh.Sorry if I hurt anyone along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)My conscious associated with religion deterred.YIKES!Sorry dearest Allah for forgetting you as a result of excessive workload):Sorry!I love you&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Yeah,my interests towards guys have finally bid me a final farewell.I've been heartbroken way too much&amp;this is all I take.SO,I PROMISE TO MYSELF THAT I WILL BE SINGLE TILL I FINISH MY UNIVERSITY WITH A DEGREE.):I've had enough of jerks.Plus sluts who act as third parties for these jerks.WORDS ARE JUST WORDS LAH MORON.Don't confess if you don't feel THA love.):!Get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)And dreams are really illusions of the demon.There never was a prince nor a guy for me I guess.I usually meet pain in the asses.Maybe God has other plans for me,that is for me to reach my goals first.If that's the case why not?I'm still young.Just SEVENTEEN,still have more yet to achieve.=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Anyhoos,I won't be attending GM tmr due to other commitments.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)&amp;amp;having a long hair isn't easy but I shall stick with my plan.God wants the girls to have longer hair.So,I'm doing this if not for myself then for Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Faekah,plase fast this Thursday okay.Don't be a monyet!Make sure you fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)I was called Faekah-tak today.&amp;Seif calls me Faekah-rut.):HMPH!Haha.My sedap name terus become rojak lah sia.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)ERM.PMS get the hell outta my side.I don't need you.):!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)&amp;amp;YES,I pray that Allah blesses the ones I love.As in really really love as friends,cousins,family etcetc.(:&lt;3I love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116291494961381087?l=petramia.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34339770.post-116287181326065741</id><published>2006-11-06T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T19:56:53.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>1)I hope blogger doesn't give me shitty problems again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Yeah,I can't live without this sayang online diary of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)CO's e learning lab is superbly boring.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)I am DAMN tired.):!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)I'm slacking academically.Due to constant fatigue-ness.AHHHH,dielah.Have to wake up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Going to catch a movie with godbro Zack&amp;gang today.Hope it'll be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Went Hari Raya outing with the gang last Tuesday.Memorable though quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Erm,I need nuggets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Later would be the leg extended lect's lesson.LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)&amp;yes,fasting on mondays&amp;amp;thursdays.I'm on a new mission!Yawns,why do we always hear this from Faekah?):Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116287181326065741?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116287181326065741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116287181326065741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116287181326065741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116287181326065741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116287181326065741' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116214269342345802</id><published>2006-10-29T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:24:53.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>1) I rebonded my hair today. 170 off my pockets. WDH. But I'm satisfied with the results.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&amp; NOO. I shall limit my desires. I do not like anyone. I do not like anyone. Minus the infatuations &amp;amp; crushes. This time, it's bachelorette &amp; independence. I don't need a lover. Focus Faekah focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) This heart has been hurt too much that it has stopped beating for any particular guy. It's all friends right now. See the results of heartache? Reliving, gentle but hurtfull all at a time. Ala, who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Allah is still there &amp;amp; only him deserve the love we seek. ps: I pray that I get a guy who loves God so that he'll change me into a better someone instead of deteriorating me like a worthless freakazoid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116214269342345802?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116214269342345802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116214269342345802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116214269342345802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116214269342345802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116214269342345802' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116208868724637517</id><published>2006-10-28T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T19:24:47.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/224/3783/1600/Heartache.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/224/3783/320/Heartache.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; this is the reason why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i chose to never like someone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you love/like someone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you won't break his/her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i see the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of the word "love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can it be so painful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can you say you LIKE someone but let the feeling fade away in the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONSTER. This is it, this is all I can take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's for real. My heart is close to facing eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; This is the reason why I CHOSE to be single. &amp; rejected some people. Do you really love me? If you don't, don't waste your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE LAH. All I know is that God &amp;amp; my family have never ever disappointed me. &amp;amp; I thank them for showing me the meaning of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRUE LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116208868724637517?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116208868724637517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116208868724637517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116208868724637517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116208868724637517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116208868724637517' title='):'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116203932361434183</id><published>2006-10-28T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T05:42:03.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>1) I hate the weather sometimes. Gets too hot that I get grumpy! ):! Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2) Anyways, this Tuesday will be a Raya outing for me &amp; my poly friends. Heart them to the core!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I'll be staying late night today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Doing some vigorous shopping tmr. Haha. "vigorous".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Going This Fashion with FATIN HANNA this Friday. To purchase some clothes for school. If not, you'll witness an embarrasing moment of repetition of clothes. (: I know you'd love that can? The repetition. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Wed, Sat &amp; Sun. SOSO lah. Not bad. The timing is &lt;3 LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 7) 3 upcoming tests. German/Communication Skills/DMD. GREAT. I'm "excited".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 8) Ramly burger tmr. (: YES AR! Pasar malam, you rock my life. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) LARGE NUMBER OF VISITORS TO MY HSE TMR. ): Die! Cinderella in the making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) &amp;amp; the new artists really have tha voice. (: I'm thinking twice, to form or not the band that's in the making. As music in Singapore doesn't go far for most Muslims. Unless if we are working in the pub or whatever. ps: Jaclyn Victor is naturally gifted with the voice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116203932361434183?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116203932361434183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116203932361434183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116203932361434183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116203932361434183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116203932361434183' title='):'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116197393937415943</id><published>2006-10-27T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T11:34:00.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>1) Hey! Hey! Due to my FLAWS (hahaha), I've decided to set the photos to the "Retro" mode. Konon retro lah, but actually it's FLAWS. Haha. Check them out at my Friendster acct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Anyhoos, so freakinglish tired la dey. Constant gg outs &amp; etc. I have SOO many pathet tests next week. Very the frust lah I. Hmph. &amp;amp; I hate the fact that I'm unphotogenic! Paisey okay! That's why I HATE taking photos or let's just say cam whoring. Eee! Menyampah. Haha. ):!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Nothing else. I'm not into guys now I guess. No, I'm not lesbo. BUT. I've just given up hope in finding the Right one. I trust God of course but gg thru this course we call life. Finding the right one is impossible. Finding the horrible one is easy but the soulmate. Wah, too much waste of time. I'd rather not wait. If he comes, he just comes lah. Prays for a better someone. I don't want guys who are great at first but once tackle already, everything slowly ends. Tsk! Freaks lah sia that type. Hate you hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I have a sharp tongue. YES, and I like it. Sometimes, people deserve some straight talking right in the face. Really. It's like you be nice people don't like. You discuss with allies people don't like. Might as well say right the face. Or even better keep quiet or silent. That's what I'm doing lah right now. If I don't like I just shut up or smile. So getta hint lah when I'm quiet. It means I don't like what you're saying. Anyhoos, when I'm insane, it means I'm happy with what's happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) YEAHYEAH! This coming Tuesday, can't wait to go out with my friends. &lt;3 Love dem the very much lah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) (: Erm, I pray that luck comes into my doorway this semester. May everything turn out sweeter than before. Btw, eye mo is a very crucial product. Helps to heal the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) My brother has a good heart. Really. I'm gonna get him something worth it for his birthday. &lt;3 He's everything to me. &amp;amp; A TWIN. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) TIREDTIREDTIRED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) OH! Finally that Farhan wrote me a testimonial after what seemed like junk years. Haha. But appreciate it many2. Thanks Far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Anyhoos, I better shut up now. BYEBYE! This Wed. Audi. Rmb! Rmb! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116197393937415943?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116197393937415943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116197393937415943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116197393937415943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116197393937415943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116197393937415943' title='):'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116179210839792923</id><published>2006-10-25T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T09:01:48.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>1) HARI RAYA WAS GREAT! Fantastic superistic whatever lah sadistic lah what tic lah. Haha. This year Hari Raya has been MUCH more meaningful to me. (: And yes, I totally enjoyed one hella time. Esp with my dad's side. They make me feel so much warmth. &lt;3 They asked me to follow them Escape Theme Park. See first lah how. HUR HUR HUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Wed Thurs Fri. OMG. Straight days of Hari Raya outings. Go home from school -&gt; Change -&gt; Go Raya outing. Superbly tired of course but nonetheless, Raya comes just once a year. So wipe off that complaint Eka! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Somebody is boasting a little bit too much. &amp; I really dislike it. ): I demand you to stop right now! It's killing me. &amp;amp; ps: I'm not showing the signs. STOP BOASTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Yeah, nothing else spoils my mood. Just people who boast quite a lot. Aiyoh! &amp; yesyes, I miss Shreen. (: I saw her in the canteen &amp;amp; began hugging. Haiz, she's so fun to be with also. Her big heart esp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I'm loving MI 0615 more &amp; more. They are the SUNSHINE of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) When I'm tired, please move away. Really, I'll start babbling bullshit &amp; ps: nonsense too. I'll loose mood for happiness. Really, trust me man. Haiz. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Anyways, with the spare Raya money I had. I bought the SEVENTEEN mag. Was elated overall, but still WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL LAH RIGHT? Haha. Nolah, I can only buy magazine once every SIX months. Pathetic? YEAHYEAH, but damn true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) My grandfather is trying to be funny in his jokes. HA HA HA. They are funny, but more towards lame la sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) &amp; yes, my cousins &amp;amp; I are setting up our own personalized band. Don't ask. It's to ease boredom &amp; ps: to delete the fact that I'm single &amp;amp; bored. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Okay, SELAMAT HARI RAYA MY DEAREST FRENZIES! Much love from me 2 you &amp;amp; I totally seek your forgiveness. Amiin. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116179210839792923?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116179210839792923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116179210839792923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116179210839792923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116179210839792923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116179210839792923' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116149431236840072</id><published>2006-10-21T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T22:31:32.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/261377/my_hearthh/"&gt;http://www.metacafe.com/watch/261377/my_hearthh/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my heart - irwan shah &amp; (don't know who)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only remembered the name of the cute guy. He's fantabulously charming. Really. I want a bf that cute so that I can kiss him all day. (: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is popular by demand. &amp;amp; I'm sure I will purchase the dvd. I plan to watch it with Fatin Hanna. (: I love you, baybeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, to my future boyfriend AKA hubby. This song is dedicated just for you, whoever you are &amp;amp; wherever you go. I love you. Muacks! &lt;em&gt;May God let us fall in love with each other at the appropriate timing. &lt;/em&gt;Till then, I will wait for your arrival. Whoever you are. Maybe someone I know? Or maybe someone I'll meet in time to come? Only God knows the story. But still, I'll wish for the best! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116149431236840072?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116149431236840072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116149431236840072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116149431236840072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116149431236840072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116149431236840072' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116141087024354474</id><published>2006-10-20T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T23:13:25.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/224/3783/1600/Cousin%20Johan%20&amp;%20Me%20Edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/224/3783/320/Cousin%20Johan%20%26%20Me%20Edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Here's a pic of me cousin from Aus &amp; me. He's a hunk. Anyone wanna get to know him? Haha, I'm seriously not lying. &amp;amp; he's SINGLE &amp; up for grabs. Haha. I have more photos yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Yeah, my friends &amp;amp; I are getting closer. &amp; my love towards my class &lt;strong&gt;MI0615&lt;/strong&gt; is growing. I've grown in this class &amp;amp; made true friends. Not forgetting Timothy, Kak Yani, and let me emphasize &lt;strong&gt;some&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;band members &amp; malay co. (: You guys have given my life a meaning. Also, to &lt;strong&gt;some &lt;/strong&gt;A Team members for showing me the meaning of friendship. Esp Faizal &amp;amp; Farah. :) &lt;em&gt;Oh, and 1 of 2 god bros and sis. &lt;/em&gt;Not all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Anyhoos, raya is coming up in a few days time. Can't wait. I need to cover up my expenditure. Yikes, this spells preparing before hand for me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I can't wait to taste the delightful Hari Raya delights. DROOLS! Especially the spicy-ness &amp; all of that. YUMMYLICIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I miss my cousins. Really. Hello2. Does anyone of you miss me a single bit? Cause I do. Big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) My love for my family is growing. But I burst out today because of a certain self-centred person in my family. Boy; you MUST change. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) And yeah, the haze is giving us free smoke to inhale. Plus the smoke from cigarettes, we are breathing in more unhygenic gas-ES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) YES! German again tmr. Woots. Back to Kindergarten like that lah you. We have to sing along ABCs. Just gorgeous.. If you're smart, you'd figured I was being sarcastic. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) OOO, one freaking lecturer sent a mass sms that caused confusion. Confusion = People not attending his class. And thus, we missed his lecture. As a result, these were his last words. &lt;strong&gt;If the late comers ask about the lesson, ask them to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go to hell.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Yeah, so in future if we were to give feedback before semester ends, WE KNOW JUST WHAT TO DO (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) So, every action has it's consequences. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Think before you speak :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116141087024354474?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116141087024354474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116141087024354474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116141087024354474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116141087024354474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116141087024354474' title=':)'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116132124038453161</id><published>2006-10-19T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T22:14:00.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>Fairytales are meant to be in the books only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now then I understand;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the child in me creeps me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cause it chooses to believe in fairytales. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116132124038453161?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116132124038453161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116132124038453161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116132124038453161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116132124038453161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116132124038453161' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116122543793053294</id><published>2006-10-18T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T19:37:17.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>1) WAHWAHWAH. Freakinglishly tired lah. Serious. Been days since I last REALLY blogged. Hahaha. -_- Not funny. Okay, fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Other than that, I've got a secret only Fatin &amp; Rajes knows. (: &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Anyhoos, my eyes are in pain due to the HAZE. Thanks eh haze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) BTW, I saw mats &amp; minahs rubbing each other's parts against each other. It's like WDH? -_- It's fasting month you morons. &amp;amp; Stop doing it in the MRT. Book a hotel, cheapskates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Some people believe that I am Minah. The ans is I'm not. Wanna know why? Look at the questions below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Do I wear clothes that expose my body (meaning breasts, armpits etc)? NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Do I owe a tattoo? NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Did I decide to have LOTS of ex? NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Do I have LOTS of piercings? NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Do I go clubbing &amp; smoke? NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, SHUDDUP ASSHOLES WHO DON'T KNOW WHAT MINAH MEANS &amp; JUST SHOOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are stupid Minahs. Review the questions, who knows some people might just fit the criteria. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116122543793053294?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116122543793053294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116122543793053294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116122543793053294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116122543793053294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116122543793053294' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116084693560140826</id><published>2006-10-14T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T10:28:55.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>1) I LIKE Fergie. Haha, seriouslah baybeh. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Anyhoos, I met up with Malay Co today. They were super funny today. We went to Kiddy Palace, ate ice cream from Macs, ate at Banquet &amp; lots more. I really miss the people.. Faiz, Nari, Shawal, Seif (He couldn't make it. Sad!) , Hayat, Suhaila (She couldn't make it as well. SOBS!) &amp;amp; Hidaya! It was sheer joy. I love their presence &lt;3! You guys. I love you all to BITS! Shawal was super sleng man, but cute lah. Haha. Funny lah that boy. I really hope we all can go out together when Hari Raya. Kk? =* Muacks! &lt;3 Thanks to the organizer, Faiz! YOU ROCK! YOU BATU! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) My dad ordered Mc Donalds for sahur. WOOPEEDOO! Happy as always. After I pray, I'm gonna CHOMPCHOMP! HOORAY! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What else? Erm, yeah. As time goes by, you'll get to know who your true friends are &amp; how much they just rock your life. True friends are those that cannot be replaced. Really, cross my heart. It takes time to find out who your true friends are &amp;amp; I'm glad I found few of them. Tho the rest are my good friends only for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Friendster still rocks lah dear. Haha. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I was left locked outside the house for 30 mins. You can't imagine how happy I was. Serious. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I was called manly, in terms of my behaviour. I SERIOUSLY CAN'T HELP IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I LOVE KIDS!! &amp; Babies. We just CONNECT!! &lt;3 LOVE YOU BABIES OF THE WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I missed my plants. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I miss God &amp; the sea monkeys at Tamp TOY R US. Don't worry, I'll buy you sweethearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me crazy for all you want. Cause I am. Haha, nolah. Just kidding. I'm a child at heart, but I'm matured in the mind. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw sorry Nariysa. I love you. Didn't mean to ejek you. But I really love you as my friend. Serious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116084693560140826?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116084693560140826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116084693560140826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116084693560140826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116084693560140826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116084693560140826' title=':)'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116066854479551548</id><published>2006-10-12T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T08:55:44.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=P</title><content type='html'>1) Hey! I spent quite a sum of money today. Recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAC SPICY $3.60 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Budget lah instead of RICE + FOOD.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICE LEMON TEA $1.40 (POSB) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Canlah. Taken into consideration it's from the fridge. =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYBELLINE VOLUME EXPRESS $13.90 * 90% = $12.51 (POSB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Impt especially if you have BOTAK EYELASHES. Haha. You can get 10 times of your eyelashes. HAHA.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAE LAE NOI $2.65 (POSB)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; ERM. Influenced by people. Don't ask.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRANSPORT $10.00 (POSB) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No choice. You don't wish to spend. But you have to. Sigh. -_-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL EXPENDITURE: $26.65&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need my Hari Raya money to cover back my expenditure. I went over the limit. WDH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WDH? ****! Haha. Time to fast until I look like cicak kobeng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) HARI RAYA. Faster come lah. You know how itchy my hands are! AHHHHHHHH. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Erm, anyhoos, Khalif is a new friend I've made. He's very very very friendly. Haha. &amp; quite funny. But LOVES to wear half. IF YOU GET WHAT I MEAN. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I can't imagine myself in bikini. Really. Trust me, you wouldn't wanna see. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) TAE KA NOI tastes like taik. Really seh. SCAMMED! I bought it at $2.65 &amp; WASTED! Next time follow your instincts. Don't listen to people tau tau. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) ERM. Friendster still rocks. Esp when bored. Serious lah I tell you lah you. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Anyways.. I love ice lemon tea. I kept on releasing the silent killers lah I tell you when I drank that pathet drink. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) OOOO. My eyelashes. Don't be shocked if you suddenly see DOZEN of eyelashes. Haha, fake one. Cause I want to make it look MORE. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) HP. I wanna change my hp. Anyone willing to sponsor? Bleahs xP Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) BUDGET BUDGET! 4 more days to school. HOORAY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116066854479551548?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116066854479551548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116066854479551548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116066854479551548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116066854479551548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116066854479551548' title='=P'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116055855369649216</id><published>2006-10-11T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T02:22:33.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>;)</title><content type='html'>1) Erm. Friendster rocks lah really. ESP WHEN BORING2. Really lah I tell you. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) YES AR BABE! I passed the probation &amp; my good friends passed too. Double the yayness sey! =D WEEWITT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Today was a pretty normal day tho I seemed more hungry today. Sighs. bad girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I'm adding stuffs to my shopping list. It's getting hard to budget but hey, I'll try. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Anyhoos. I'm drooling over KFC's bandito pocket meal. I don't care. I'll find a way to eat my fav stuffs! YUMYUM! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) SO SAD LAH I TELL YOU. Nobody tag me. Someone tag me lah please. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) ERM, need to check my notebook. Heh, personal lah baybeh. Cannot say what I write inside. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Soooooo. This Saturday. I can't wait lah. SERIOUS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) YAYA. BLABLA, it kinda smells like shit right now. HAHA. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Anyways, I'm suddenly turning lady-like. God knows why cause I don't. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116055855369649216?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116055855369649216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116055855369649216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116055855369649216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116055855369649216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116055855369649216' title=';)'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116047721036792250</id><published>2006-10-10T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T03:46:50.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadan.</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna post twice today. Don't ask me why just had the mood to talk loads. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Gonna eat spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? EVERY Ramadan, I'll get this feeling in my heart. It's of course a blessful month but there's just this feeling. For someone. I don't know who. Really. But it's my fate. Really. The one. Every Ramadan, since Sec 1, it's always the same feeling. That somewhere out there the one for me is thinking of me too &amp; is wishing to meet his princess too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; really. I got a dream abt the guy agn. But I got to hug him. I couldn't see the face tho. The problem is that I know the one for me is out there. I don't know who. It could be a stranger, it could be anyone I know now. ANYONE, but I pray to God. Don't lead me to dreams all the time. I pray the the one for me is safe &amp;amp; sound, waiting for me &amp; being a good boy. Haha. &amp;amp; I hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would know or if he's a stranger, meet the one for me soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* i keep telling myself 20 is the age. but my heart fights back. it keeps telling me that nooo. that the one made for me is there &amp; waiting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me insane but it's true. i don't ask for a fairytale to happen but at least, give me clues dearest God. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116047721036792250?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116047721036792250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116047721036792250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116047721036792250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116047721036792250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116047721036792250' title='Ramadan.'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116047331824855049</id><published>2006-10-10T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T02:41:58.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>1) FRIENDSTER CAN REALLY SETTLE YOUR BOREDOM. Really. If you think you lead a boring life, join friendster. (: Haha. Add me. &lt;a href="mailto:stripedingreen@hotmail.com"&gt;stripedingreen@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; Thank you! =Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I watched ROB B HOOD. Not bad lah I tell you. Tickles my tummy. WOOHOO! Haha, damn hillarious. Should catch it. With your family esp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I went out with dearest Fatin yesterday. We catched the show.. ERM. You, me &amp; durpee. It was boring at the start. But as it reached the middle, it got sorta funny &amp;amp; hillarious. I told ya, I LOVE COMEDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) ANYHOOS, I WANT THAT BEETLE NOW NOW  NOW! =O YO! YO! YO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Today was a pretty short workload for me. I want more work but heck, nvmlah. -_- SOBS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I love challenges. Somebody please should me with a new challenge. Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Still into sea monkeys. But now with more spice, as I'm aiming for bananas. HEHEHE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I'm spendthrift but due to money shortages, I can't spend to the max. HURHUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) ERMMMMMM. I'm bored lah dey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Still bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116047331824855049?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116047331824855049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116047331824855049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116047331824855049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116047331824855049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116047331824855049' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116037468692015613</id><published>2006-10-08T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T23:18:06.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/224/3783/1600/seamonkey1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/224/3783/320/seamonkey1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm aiming these sea monkeys. (: Oh, I know you're calling my name. Love you too. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/224/3783/1600/sweetheart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/224/3783/320/sweetheart1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOAH. I'm definitely aiming for this sweetheart. I'm gonna drive her all around. &lt;3s you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116037468692015613?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116037468692015613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116037468692015613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116037468692015613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116037468692015613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116037468692015613' title=':)'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116034674565591197</id><published>2006-10-08T15:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T15:37:04.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>1) Erm, should I give Irwan a chance? He's a nice, loving &amp; caring guy. Cute lah but not handsome. Yesterday I rejected him. Very bad sey, but am I really ready? Is he the one? That's the question. My heart knows the answer but for now, let's just leave it to the one above. Cause this heart of mine is just too tired. Really, tired from all that's been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) It's time for a break. I'm gg to enjoy with my friend. I'm gg to ask my friend out. Fatin, I'm so sorry for not spending much quality time with you. I guess I'll buka with you today. We can talk together &amp;amp; all. I miss you badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Am gonna rebond my hair soon. &lt;/em&gt;When it's at my waist level or smthg. =D WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I realized that life is all about being independent. If you can equip yourself with that, you will survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Yalah. What else? I'm still thinking abt work. Time is everything. For sure. =) Hope everything goes well. Amiin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Btw, my dad's gonna help me get a new number. After this number expires in 2007. SO LONG YOU KNOW! Hmph. Haha, I want to budget lah. Prepaid card better, since I don't call/SMS rather too often. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I'm so into green, you can't imagine the amt of sincerity &amp; loyalty I put towards that fav colour of mine. &lt;em&gt;Really lah baybeh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I will do whatever it takes. Fast or anything in order to obtain my budget. It's getting pretty tight. Not ready to go shopping yet. Only valid for cam whoring &amp;amp; just plain walking. Hoho, gonna snap photos today. Whoopeedoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) To buke or to just walk? Perhaps just walk lah. I'm under the "budget" scheme. Won't be able to go shopping yet. Sobs. Sorrylah, I'm not a rich kid. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Anyhoos, just thankful for every blessing right now. I just wanna take a break, a deep inhalation of the fresh air. &lt;em&gt;Early morning I feel the breeze. The sun shinning over me. &amp;amp; I feel so alive. &lt;/em&gt;Yeah, the true beauty of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*** Never make someone a priority if they only make you an option. ***&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116034674565591197?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116034674565591197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116034674565591197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116034674565591197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116034674565591197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116034674565591197' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116032456955290781</id><published>2006-10-08T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T09:22:49.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmph.</title><content type='html'>1) This song is techno. I know. EWW right? But.. I DON'T CARE! HAHA. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Btw, my body is in pain. I've been asked to paint room today &amp; am so freakingly tired. &lt;em&gt;Really.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) S______. I couldn't be bothered anymore after the treatment you gave me. Like wth? At first, it was all care &amp; concern. Now, you're just being unfair. Forget about the date lah ey. I don't give a damn anymore. Why should I care about people who couldn't be bothered me? Waste my time &amp;amp; energy only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) At least Irwan is better. He cares even though I ignore him at times. And he invited me to go hari raya outing with him. Which is sweet. I'm invited to be his couple. Do you know how happy I am? VERY. So, S________. If you want us to be smth, you better do something cause you are the one whose not gonna be mine someday. HMPH! Couldn't be bothered la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Please lah show some effort. I really dislike people who just talk but shows no action. It's like HELLO?! Not only in BGR lah, in anything else too. It's like.. STOP SAYING! DO IT! -_- OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) HEY! I'm so into sea monkeys lah. Faiz says it's because I'm a monkey but it's just that I have to be placed in the sea. THANKS  EY SWEETHEART. Hmph! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) My brother &amp; me argued for an hour today. We didn't fight physically but we debated. HOT DEBATING WAS GG ON. Trust me man. Haha. And guess what? We were neutral. Nobody won though I think I won. BLEAH! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) WAH. The haze is weird. It was from a schocking 150 all the way to 30+. Huge drop ey? Haha, DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) ERM, I'm so thirsty. Unbearable lah. Feel like sleeping pun ade. -_- ZZZ. WOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Okaylah. I wanna sleep. Really really truly tired right now. I need a break after all the physical, mental &amp;amp; emotional torture for the day. OUTS! Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116032456955290781?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116032456955290781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116032456955290781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116032456955290781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116032456955290781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116032456955290781' title='Hmph.'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116023458664756006</id><published>2006-10-07T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T08:23:06.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>='(</title><content type='html'>1) I'm always happy. But today was a mid day thing. I was happy for HALF of the day, the rest I was feeling sober. Really. Not because of friends. Not because of my family. Nothing else, it's just love itself. Read below &amp; you'll understand my life. It's time to let go. &amp;amp; This entry will be written from the bottom of my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I bloghopped to the blogs of couple. I'm not jealous. I'm just sad. These people are so lucky. They get to meet their princes &amp; princess-es. I know lah that I'm just 17 or whatever. It's just that I'm prepared. I believe that I am. I want mine to come by. A glance of him would be utter blissfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I wanna feel what love is. Yeah, I do meet guys here &amp; there. Talk to them etc. But I don't know lah. I want God to show me who's the one for me. Bless me with sweet love. God, family, education &amp;amp; work are all impt. Friendship too. But apart from that, I need the love. It's hard to explain lah. At times, you just feel like pointing a gun to your heart. YEAH, you can be strong &amp; all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) BUT. Sometimes you just can't handle it &amp; you just need someone. I do. I really, at times when I just feel like breaking down. I'm a happy person but at times, I just collapse. Really. Friends are always there &amp;amp; I'm thankful of course. But I want to be manja-ed you see. I want to be taken care like a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) It's too much to ask for. I know.. But this is just me. I'm manja towards my family &amp; close friends. I want a boyfriend to manja with. I hope God blesses me with a nice guy. Not only in just good times, but in bad times too. To advice me when I'm wrong. Make me happy, smile &amp;amp; laugh. Remind me of the Almighty. All that. I just need that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Hard to believe, I'm on the verge of tears now. I wished I was like Thinkzar. My work mate. She doesn't care about guys. Only focus on work &amp; nothing else. Emotions aside. I love that strong-willed side of her. If only emotions weren't gifted. Know what I mean. Just lead a single life feeling nothing just sheer happiness. BUT NOOO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Prince charming la. What la. Haha. I'm sick &amp; tired of meeting guys who aren't meant to be mine. May God bless me with the right one lah. Amiin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Some say I ask for too much. But is this too much? You tell me. A guy who makes me laugh, manja2 with me, care for me yet strong &amp; egoistic, but sentimental when required. Smart &amp;amp; talented yet modest &amp; humble. Too much? No right. I don't care if he's not good looking or smthg, but these qualities strike the most. At least average looking okay what. Right or not. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Anyhoos, you can forget about this entry. It's me being all emotional. Sucks. But hey, listen to me lah once in a while. I know that I'm talkative. Haha, but listen lah you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Erm, yeah. That's all. Sorry for being naggy. -_- Sobs. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116023458664756006?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116023458664756006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116023458664756006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116023458664756006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116023458664756006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116023458664756006' title='=&apos;('/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116012051131012121</id><published>2006-10-06T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T00:41:51.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=P</title><content type='html'>1) Pickaboo! I see you. Yet again. Haha. Anyhoos, I'm happy today because the ppl around me are.. h a p p y - HAPPY. So, I'm a little delighted + tired. But delights usually overcome fatigue. So, nxt topic please. Heh. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Erm, today was a great exercise. Seriously. Maria's birthday is coming up later, but have to confirm with my parents first whether I can go or not. Hee, skali cannot go shame shame lah. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Aching legs. HelpHelp* Haha. Someone pls massage me. Hee. Anyhoos, I really really want &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sea monkeys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;! Serious. I will get it by end of October. Cute lah that small thingy! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) HP? I need to change my hp. It's battery gets low freaking fast.. -_- Can't take it! WAHHH. Go Eka Go! Change your hp! Go Eka Go! Haha. Insanity. HEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I thank God as it ended at 2pm instead today. PHEW! Lucky lah baybeh. I'm just too tired off. REALLY. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Ah Gek seemed nice today. Plus the rest. Sweet people who always give me free things. Hahahaha. Nolah, I appreciate it a lot. (= Thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Whatever more could I possibly write about? OOOH, the NYAA recipient was hot. Only one in particular. I like smart + hardworking guys. I don't know why. They just interest me. Even if the guy is nerdy or ugly, but has brains/wits, it turns me on. Not sexually, just an attraction lah bodoh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Lalalalala. The Malay Co outing was POSTPONED. Thus, it will be held next week. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) ERMERMERM. Kambate! Haha. Okay, I'm just plan bored. TOLONGTOLONG! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) MONEY MONEY MONEY. I HATE MONEY! It makes the world mad, &lt;em&gt;but it makes the world go round. Wth. So what's my point here actually? &lt;/em&gt;Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116012051131012121?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116012051131012121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116012051131012121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116012051131012121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116012051131012121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116012051131012121' title='=P'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-116001858507288888</id><published>2006-10-04T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T20:23:05.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>1) I'm free on Thursday, Friday &amp; Sunday. Thank goodness. I'm just tired lah actually. Today is Thursday, but I'll be occupied. I'm attending an NYAA event later. SOOO. Won't be online till after 7pm, that's if I'm NOT tired. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Friday. I'm supposed to go dating with ________. But he has to receive his pay first, that's what he wishes for lah. SOO, nxt week man. Haha, so I'll occupy myself with more useful stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Sunday. Erm, I really have no idea what to do but I so have the mood to cycle lah. SERIOUS, but must see whether my brother is up for it. OHHH, YAH. I have to help my syg brother for his exam. OKOK, got something to do. Phew, no boredom at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) My stomach is killing me. It's forcing me to reach my goals, the toilet. Sadded lah, but nono lemme tahan first &amp; finish up this entry to sum up my day! Hee. I'm still not sure how to dress &lt;em&gt;formally. &lt;/em&gt;Ahem2, excuse me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) ... Number 5 but I have no idea what to update. This is sad, real sad. OOO, yah. I went to Bencoolen yesterday and it was -_-... That cutie wasn't there. It was all female. Btw, Bencoolen was hard to find seriously. Eileen &amp; I had to like walk everywhere just to locate that place. But I LOVED that adventure. Seriously, there were too many traffic lights though. To add more spice to it, the lights turned &lt;em&gt;green &lt;/em&gt;very the slowly lah I tell you. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Forget about that. Erm, my sweet younger brother has just been infected with runny nose. Sad you know. He would sneeze like every minute. I hope he gets well soon, cause it's causing noise pollution. -_- Haha. Sorry sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) OKAY, this haze has been giving me presents these few days. Presents = Pimples. Outrageously disappointing but then again, I have to give the pimples time to heal. Time = 1 week. HOW LONG IS THAT? YOU tell me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Lalalalala. OHYAH! I'm supposed to be cleaning my room for this upcoming Hari Raya but guess what I'm doing right now. Typing &amp; chatting like no one's business. HAHA. Okay, after this entry I'm off to ironing my clothes, cleaning my room &amp;amp; zikiring. Plus some dressing up session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I JUST remembered. I have to pray Sunat Dhuha, whatever the spelling. Hee. Hee. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) ERM, still searching for that formal clothing. (Collects some fresh air at a time) OKAY, this will take minutes. BYE. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-116001858507288888?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/116001858507288888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=116001858507288888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116001858507288888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/116001858507288888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116001858507288888' title='=]'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115989429390388521</id><published>2006-10-03T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T09:54:15.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>1) Hey. I'm kinda sad that I wasn't selected for the nyaa duty. But never mind, I understand. First come first serve. -_-... Sobs. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Anyhoos, I enjoyed work just nw. On another note, I'm gonna use this serum to remove this irritating freckles of mine. (Spoiling my image lah, Baybeh.) Haha. SOO, I'll be getting 30% off, which is like WOOHOO! COME ON HONEY! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Okay Faekah stop your nonsense. HEEE. So, I manja-ed with Stacy or whoever she is. She helped me apply the serum. And I felt like her daughter. PS: Her daughter is in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) YAY! I've got another god brother, but this godbrother is from work. He's very kind &amp; funny too. But he's Chinese. I don't care. As long as can get along, good enough lah ey. Hee. =) I love my brothers! And ps: SISTERS TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I need to pray. It's 12.36am. Good ey Faekah. Delay Isyak like that. HMPH! Luckily, I have one supportive friend who reminds me to pray. Thank you loads angel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) WOOHOO! Very the tired. After Sahur, I'm gonna sleep. Then, wake up paint the doors. 11am, go pray Sunat. Hee. I love God many the many many. Bla bla black sheep lalalalalala. Okaylah Faekah what's wrong with you, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;retard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Okay. My HAHA genes have returned. Thanks to God. I prefer being happy, than sad and dull. It's NOT me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What else? MSN kills me. REALLY. I'm influenced or get ill-disciplined when I'm online. CHANGE EKA CHANGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) TIMOTHY! Finally, my godbro Tim has been reachable. I miss this best sweetheart friend of mine. He's the BESTEST godbro anyone can ask for. He's the one who supported me in Sec 4 and has never left my side. And I SO cherish him. He's not my boyfriend, he's not Malay but he's an angel in disguise. God bless his soul BIG time! YOU ROCK BOBOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Haiz. Very the tired. But I'm a strong girl. I shan't weep! BLUEK! If you expect me to weep, let me dig my nose first okay? ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115989429390388521?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115989429390388521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115989429390388521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115989429390388521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115989429390388521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115989429390388521' title='=)'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115975962738891033</id><published>2006-10-01T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T20:27:07.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>1) I'm watching the show GANYUT. Not bad lah. Haha, laughing my ass off lah. Super funny. WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) After this, I have 500 zikirs to go. Hee. Or perhaps &lt;500 more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Okay, i'd like to take this opportunity in the month of Ramadan, to apologise to all friends or non-friends if I've ever broken your heart or made you angry with me. I'm a changed person now. My sincere apologies goes to all of you. I hope God brings light to your paths. :) It's thanks to God for this change and the support of a few of my friends. &lt;3 I love you guys so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Hari Raya is coming. So delighted. WEEHEE! Money money money, I want money. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) OH YAH. Btw, listen  to the song Cinta by Kris Dayanti &amp; Melly. It was great! =) Listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qaEiJZyCZfI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qaEiJZyCZfI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) OH, time is critical. Still have more to do. Hehe. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Sadded. I can't eat, no mood to eat ah. And no mood to talk. I'm crazy. Don't know lah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Anyways, 6 more hours to go out. SIGH, I'm really moodless. But it's okay. Have to tahan. It's fasting month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I still have to paint more doors. WAH, but I have to hep my daddy lah. Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Okaylah, that's all. I wanna watch GANYUT TAK TENTU PASAL. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115975962738891033?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115975962738891033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115975962738891033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115975962738891033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115975962738891033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115975962738891033' title='=)'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115967673676308951</id><published>2006-09-30T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T21:25:36.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>1) WOOHOO! Yesterday was memorable. For me lah, we had night walks and etc etc. But SHAWAL never come. Aiyoh, naughty boy lah you. Say you want to come but never come. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Shah, he's gonna leave Singapore after a week of Hari Raya &amp; MIGHT NOT come back. That hurts. REALLY. But I know that he has dreams to catch. Like what you said is true if God allows, we'll meet at the crossroads again. SO IN THAT CASE, let's stop sms-ing lah. If that's the case where I want to follow my ego.  But nolah, I'll make your last days in Singapore memorable.. Seriously memorable. And I will do my best to be there for you at the airport. That's what I'm gonna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Sorry Fatin.. For not  calling you. I was busy with a family outing. Packed and all. I'm so sorry my dearie bestie. If can, you call my house phone la syg. Okay? Hehe =*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Anyhoos, bus 25 suddenly travelled faster yesterday. Utter schockness. It's usually moving at a tortoise's rate but now, it's like WOOHOO! ZOOM! Yay yay! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I'm meeting my CCA friends this Tuesday. Can't wait! Haha. Love them the many many right hor? Hee. The so called good friends of mine in A Team will be there. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Erm. Anything else to update? OOOH, yesterday. My fingers when in between the taxi doors. OUCH RIGHT? Luckily the freaking thing was made of rubber. So, it didn't fracture my finger. My dad lah closed the door so super duper faster. HMPH! HAHA, and I shouted very loud. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) GOOD. I can finally rest on a Sunday. Happy! All the tiredness just draining away. Singing to the melodious tunes of my life. But I'm sad, I want more hours. I wish to work harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) To be honest with you, my good friend Shah changed me into  a better person. Now, I wish to reach my goals too.. Really. Let's stop talking about this lah ok. -_- Erm. What's up next in My Life's Top Ten Hits? SCROLL DOWN LAH KENTOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Pizza Hut. Yesterday, the queue was like SO long. Wanted to eat PIZZA but dang, everyone was like queueing for it. ARGH! NVM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) BTW, Malay Co. Next outing coming soon right? SHAWAL, sekarang datang tau. OK? HAHA. Jangan tak datang lak. -_- Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115967673676308951?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115967673676308951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115967673676308951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115967673676308951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115967673676308951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115967673676308951' title='=D'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115958774746305387</id><published>2006-09-29T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T20:42:27.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>1) "Baybeh" seems to be my favourite word nowadays. Sounds insane, but it is happening in reality. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Anyways, I'm going to meet my sec school friends soon. I so very much miss them &amp; wonder how they look like now. It's been MONTHS, confirmed to be changes right? So, teehee! I just can't wait to look at them. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) SOOO. OH YAH! We're visiting TM's arcade also. BAGUS! I love arcades. They provide UTMOST entertainment. =) Serious lah baybeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I confirm wanna snap photos with them later. It's like we only get to meet ONCE A WHILE! Sad case. But it's true! Malay Co all the way. Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Erm, my friend's are getting all pukey when they saw the emoticon I like to put up where Britney Spears deliberately does some winking whatsoever. HAHA, quack quack. Since you all don't like it, I'll put that emoticon more OFTEN. HEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) ERM, I realized that my childhood is returning already. I've been hugging my mother everyday like no one's business. My dad too. He's been beating me, playfully that is. Haha, but it builds the bond. Really. (: And so.. They replace the term "boyfriend". They are the ones replacing my future husband's role. FOR NOW THAT IS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) What else? Oh yah, this Tuesday. Time might get clashed. I have to recheck my scheduele like continuously. -_- Which is kind of a trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) ERM, Fizah from A Team is nice to talk to. Really, she's like a sister. Understands &amp; doesn't hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I'm having some sensational smell from the longkang. My utmost favourite. Haha. I know what you're thinking right now. Shut up. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) NYP ROCKS MY SOCKS! I can't freaking toot wait for school baybeh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115958774746305387?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115958774746305387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115958774746305387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115958774746305387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115958774746305387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115958774746305387' title='=D'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115949417789857827</id><published>2006-09-28T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T18:42:57.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=X</title><content type='html'>1) ANYHOOS, I was happy yesterday but just felt irritated when someone told me to stop pkran. Excuse me, you don't even know that you're the cause of it. HMPH. You don't even give a freaking care okay. So, ZIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) BUT TILL THEN, let's change the topic. I miss my kawan2, yet I would leave my sayang family behind this Saturday. My family should plan stuffs before hand. It's regularly last minute. I love them SO much but again, my friends are part of my family too. I can't take this. I'm always left in a dilemma. It's hard on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Yahs. I'm not fasting because I'm having my special process, which subsequently lead me to feeling vomit-ish &amp; all that. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I have to get dressed soon. Cause I'm gg out. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Allah, I'm missing you badly. I wanna pray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) WOOTS! Guardian sells this Adidas perfume for JUST 1.95. Get your bimbo hands on it! WOOHOO! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) BLUB BLUB. Oh, that reminds me of Bubblegummers. Hehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Tootsie! It's gonna be the 30th of Sept. Someone like forgot abt something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) SPRITE with Old Chang Kee stuffs doesn't tally big time. Really. I was all gassy yesterday. URGH &amp; BLUEKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Shopping! Shopping! Shopping! Mama &amp; Papa, I love you! So sorry, but you  should have told me earlier sayangs of my life! Aiyoh! Sayangs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115949417789857827?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115949417789857827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115949417789857827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115949417789857827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115949417789857827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115949417789857827' title='=X'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115933786646923296</id><published>2006-09-26T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T23:17:46.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>URGH.</title><content type='html'>1) Stop your attitude please. It's really over the top. It doesn't mean that you're from girl's school, you get to control every little thing okay. I'm not your barbie doll to be kid around with. I can be a moron if that's what you want okay? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Second thing, I woke up at 12.30pm today. I was uber tired &amp; the cause of it.. Erm, must be cause of yesterday's overload. My eyes went blurry and POOP, off to bed I went. I missed God cause I'm having off day. I miss being religious to God. He occupies my time so blessfully. SIGH, I miss you Allah! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Anyways, I kinda starting to not believe in BGR. It's so unfair. Why can others find the right one and when am I gonna meet mine? Please dear God, I need that extra love. :'( But on another note, maybe when school starts, I might NOT need the guy. SO, WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Okay, my hair is taking YEARS to grow and I'm "happy" about that. The last time, was like 2 freaking zombie years before it reached my waist. YUN NAM HAIR CARE, help me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Anyhoos, my stomach is really torturous right now. SOMEHOW OR RATHER, it's creating minor turbulances at different angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I miss my kawan, _________. His SMS especially. Please SMS. I'm bored &amp; am dying partially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Need to iron that clothings. ARGH, malas okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Zikir-ing. I have 30 more mins to accomplish that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Haven't started reading THE books. URGH! Pemalas of me okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Okay, awaiting this upcoming Saturday. FOR REAL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115933786646923296?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115933786646923296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115933786646923296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115933786646923296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115933786646923296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115933786646923296' title='URGH.'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115928686455294060</id><published>2006-09-26T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T09:07:44.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>1) I'm feeling really down &amp; sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Yeah, I was happy JUST now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) But now, I'm terribly emotional. Should I ignore something that I've got now? Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I'm so upset.. Help me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Someone hug me. I need it badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115928686455294060?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115928686455294060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115928686455294060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115928686455294060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115928686455294060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115928686455294060' title='):'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115923899054900137</id><published>2006-09-25T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T19:49:50.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>1) Hey! I so totally get the hint. Now, it's MY turn to play that game. I will try to forget you as of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Anyways, I have a terrible stomache. And I can't fast due to FEMALE reasons. =D I hope you get what I mean if not you're scientifically stupid. With a capital S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) SOO.. I've decided. When school starts, it's gonna be like SUPER different. I can kiss the world goodbye &amp; lead my once happy life. I LOVE school okay! Anyways, another 18 days to school. Can't wait.. REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) This weekend. I can't wait. Malay Co &amp; I are finally meeting up after what seems like.. YEARS! And yeah, I can't tahan laa. We're going Kampung Glam! &lt;3 YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Anyhoos, time is moving along too fast. And I'm lazy to type even further. I still have two books in hand yet to be finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I need more long tees! FOR REAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Am I making the right decision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) 30th Sept. MOVE ALONG. MOVE ALONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) MC SPICY ROCKS MY SOCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I've learnt my lesson. &amp;amp; I won't repeat it again as I have merajok-ed. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115923899054900137?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115923899054900137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115923899054900137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115923899054900137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115923899054900137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115923899054900137' title=':)'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115915527784283583</id><published>2006-09-24T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T20:34:37.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>xD</title><content type='html'>1) I don't believe in quizzes or whatever BUT hell, I have to admit that after visiting my friend's blog &amp; taking on the quiz myself.. It works WONDERS that you really feel is WEIRD. So, read &amp;amp; you'll get what I mean! FOR REAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Your view on yourself:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) The seriousness of your love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) Your views on education:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) The right job for you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) How do you view success:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) What are you most afraid of:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) Who is your true self:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115915527784283583?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115915527784283583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115915527784283583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115915527784283583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115915527784283583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115915527784283583' title='xD'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115906718529183807</id><published>2006-09-23T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T20:06:25.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>xP</title><content type='html'>1) I've just realized one thing about myself. What's the factor which makes me wanna study? I used to be clueless, at least NOW I know what the TOOT makes me wanna like flip my books &amp; just say "Yes! I've succeeded assholes in the house!". And I will apply it to anything I do in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Now's the fasting month. I'm changing &amp; will be a good girl. I used to ignore God but now I realize I love him just like my boyfriend. Not saying that God is male/ female. Cause we don't know but all I can say is that. I love God like my boyfriend. And not having a boyfriend doesn't matter to me that much for I know Allah deserves my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Speaking of boyfriend, I have no idea. Who is meant to be mine? If only God has shown me signs as to who is really the guy for me, it'll be super easy. Cause I'm ready for a boyfriend. But the commitment is yet another stuff yet to be negotiated about. =/ Goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Sorry. It isn't boatneck cause I used boatneck, my bra would be visible. CORRECTION: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BRA STRAP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, I was actually referring to long sleeved shirts, which are stylo. And thanks to Miss Fatin, I know just WHERE the toot to get them. WOOHOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) German Language 1. Am I ready? Okay, I MUST think positively. Even though it MIGHT get tough, I have to go thru this cycle &amp; put my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) After 1 week of Hari Raya, I'm planning to fast on Mondays &amp; Thursdays. For God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I've done much thinking. When school reopens, I guess that would be my decision since I'm still single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Should I rebond my hair? YES. But when you might ask? After it has reached my shoulders. THEN.. I'll probably rebond. My mom once had a dream that I met my lover OR SO CALLED FATE once my hair was like rebonded. And I think that YEAH, dreams do come true. After I thought of rebonding then I remembered my mom's dream. I dreamt of my future guy before. But couldn't see the face. He was wearing white and white is good. It means he has a good heart. And I really hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I have to finish reading that freaking storybook. I have to be responsible as it is borrowed under Fatin's account. Not mine. If it's mine then, to hell lah. You know what I mean. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) 8 more hours. Time is moving like SO fast.. that it gets pretty unbearable. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115906718529183807?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115906718529183807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115906718529183807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115906718529183807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115906718529183807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115906718529183807' title='xP'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115902691619934446</id><published>2006-09-23T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T08:55:16.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(;</title><content type='html'>1) My laptop is fine. And I thank God for that. Cause if it wasn't working.. I'd be dead. Serious, it's necessary for my future. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I realized it's worth it to put Allah before anything else. He doesn't ignore you &amp; blesses you in tiny bits you can never really see. Thanks Allah for so much blessings. Amiin. I love you many2. Muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I'm so glad someone's being my so called good-est friend. He makes me feel better towards life. Thanks for being sucha great friend. I really appreciate what you have done. At least I won't be sad like all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) ___. Erm. I wonder. If it's Mastermind, I don't want to play that game. If it's true, then I'm onto it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I can't wait for school. I'm in quite a dilemma. Choosing between so many impt things to me in my life. Wow. Hard decisions but I WILL find a solution. When there's a will, there's a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Today was a day that tested my patience to the max. And I'm glad I passed that "patience" test. I tell you. GREEN is a bliss. I bought this GREEN shampoo with this SUNSILK brand &amp; it rocks. SERIOUS, my scalp isn't being an ass anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I'm into boatneck dressing these few days. Don't ask me why. I prefer to cover up lately. God has enlightened me I think. Well.. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I'm facing weight reduction prior to stress. Which is good. Cause I know lah.. I'm becoming gemok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) ERM. GREEN, you rock my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) But Allah still rocks more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115902691619934446?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115902691619934446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115902691619934446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115902691619934446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115902691619934446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115902691619934446' title='(;'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115884723078094310</id><published>2006-09-21T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T07:00:30.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>1) I have a heart for old people. Serious, I'm not lying. I whole-heartedly.. Love old people. Auntie Alice was super cute. Her size &amp; all. I felt like hugging her but nolah, TAHAN. HAHA. And yeah, I hope her words come true. (: Amiin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I realized that prayers in life are necessary. It avoids you from coincidental bad accidents. &lt;em&gt;Really&lt;/em&gt;. And yeah, a prayer saved my day today. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) A few of my friends just don't get it. About results. Are results THAT impt for you to know?&lt;br /&gt;-_- Whatever. I never ask my friends how they fair cause it's like SO rude. Rolls my freaking eyeballs. Really, must you ASK how your friends did? It's okay to ask but do you need to know in&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; further&lt;/span&gt; details? =/ HMM. Humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I have no bad intentions. Serious, whatever I say or do, is what I want to say or do. I don't hide my freaking emotions anymore. I used to but it only brought in despise, hate &amp; so on. SO, be honest &amp;amp; just speak your mind. At least you won't be labelled backstabber since people want the truth so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The outing was cancelled. I'm so sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Gonna meet Missy Fatin tmr. WEE! Miss her lotsa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I love so many people.. And my heart is on the verge of getting captured. But I rely on fate. If it's meant to be. It'll be the way it's supposed to be. SO, let's just pray for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What I have done so far is not good enough. I still have more to achieve in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) My legs ACHE again. AS USUAL. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I love you, Mama &amp;amp; Papa. Brother too even though you can get moronic at times, you're my bestest friend in the whole wide world! MUACKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115884723078094310?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115884723078094310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115884723078094310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115884723078094310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115884723078094310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115884723078094310' title=':)'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115870866798534173</id><published>2006-09-19T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T16:31:08.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>((:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/224/3783/1600/2194084303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/224/3783/400/2194084303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) All thanks to Allah I did quite well in my exams. =D Am so elated &amp; all. I hope my friends achieved their expected grades too. I thought I'd do extremely horrible but it turned out &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pretty &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;sweet. On another note, I need to punch in more next semester cause what I have achieved now is not considered &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THAT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Hopefully, this Friday is so on. HAHA. Gonna snap a photo &amp;amp; post it here perhaps! (; WINKS! Which undoubtedly reminds me of Winx Club Fairy. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I figured that I AM childish PLUS irritating. Haha, I'm not kidding but hell, I love that about myself. Immature, but thinking wise, rather matured. When it comes to&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;, matured also lah. Haha! =Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I was scolded yesterday. Don't worry, I was born to get scolded often. Hmph! Haha, but it's okay. I'm still a kid remember. ;D Weewiit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) OOO baybeh! I love this song: Am I Doing Too Much - Paula Deanada. Awesome piece! Elaborates more on the GIRLS making the effort. OOO, that's&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; so true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I'm awake at such an early timing. Wanted to sms ________ but I assume it's too early. Cause guys usually wake up at 2pm? Haha, no offence. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I missed my plants so I watered it today. My mum forced me too as well. HAHA, since today I'm contributing labour in the afternoon shift.. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I hope that a few or let's just be honest and say, some understand that I'm very personal when it comes to results. Some just don't get it. I'm not selfish or anything. I was just born that way.. I don't like to show off &amp;amp; brag non stop like a mak nenek. (Rolls my eyeballs at 360 degrees, OK NOT. Let's just say 90 degrees?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Yes, I still wish to be a teacher. I was born to teach. Since young, I was always wanting to teach. And YES, I WILL achieve this huge dream I have. Amiin. BEAMS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Ramen Ten. Feel like going there. Please.. Anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115870866798534173?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115870866798534173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115870866798534173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115870866798534173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115870866798534173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115870866798534173' title='((:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115866452833389796</id><published>2006-09-19T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T04:15:28.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>1) I wished I WAS a millionaire. I really hope so. Today.. I don't know what happened. I was walking towards the MRT.. And I suddenly open-heartedly gave 50 cents to this lady.. She was leg-less &amp; was coming towards people to buy her tissues. I know 50 cents is like FREAKING little.. At least.. My heart suddenly opened up. I think somebody changed me into a better person. &lt;em&gt;I don't know la.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) But I truly was a millionaire, half my money is mine. BUT the rest, I'll give it to the people I love &amp; to the poor. TRULY POOR. I won't go to donation palces or whatever, I'll go to that person's house myself &amp;amp; CHANGE THEIR LIFE. It's saddening.. I need to give them a chance to appreciate God &amp; THANK HIM FOR BEING HELPED BY HIM, the Almighty. Amiin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Tmr is RESULT DAY. I'm scared of course, but PRAYS HARD*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I'm sadded. The paintball thingy was postponed. SOBS! -_-... Have to replace with another activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) FASTING MONTH is coming. Teehee! Can slim down sey. Cannot wait! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) 30th September sucha long way to go. Wanna go eat sushi with someone sey. Anyone nak tak? Haha, the money's on YOU! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) LONG JOHN SILVER turns me on baybeh! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Finally sudah number 10. HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115866452833389796?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115866452833389796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115866452833389796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115866452833389796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115866452833389796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115866452833389796' title='=D'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115858222690838871</id><published>2006-09-18T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T05:23:46.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=X</title><content type='html'>1) BIG SIGH. Lemme just get this straight? Why do I need a boyfriend? I'll just simplify why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I want attention from the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I want to be manja-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I want affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I want CARE &amp; CONCERN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I want FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I want JOKES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I want hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I just want -LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Dating is one thing. And fulfilling the word "like" is another thing. I have a problem - I LIKE YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115858222690838871?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115858222690838871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115858222690838871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115858222690838871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115858222690838871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115858222690838871' title='=X'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115845166410385397</id><published>2006-09-16T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T17:07:44.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>1) My dad was SO right. He told me that love HURTS even though there are like precious moments. AND YES, I'm not at the right age. He told me that he wants me &amp; the guy to get engaged if the boy visits my house to get to know my parents. SUPER SCARY RIGHT? Don't remind me. HAHA. BUT HELL, perhaps I wanna have a boyfriend when I'm 20. (: By that time, I've got cash in my hands &amp; am ready to RULE the world. And I'm ready to kiss well too. I THINK. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Actually, my attitude has been shattering. Religiously, I'm slacking a little due to work. =/ I don't know LA. It's just IDIOTIC of me. I hate myself for not balancing my time well. BUT HEY, I'm not gonna complain like a BITCH, I WILL do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) 20th September 2006. 3 more freaking days to the RESULTS! (Gasps for air.) Hopefully, results turn out g8. Even if it turned out rotten, I am gonna bring out the best in my other semesters. Determined, because one of my so called EX, said to me that I'm ONLY gonna study till Year 2. FCUK YOU! Terrible, how could he even say that right? Many people look down on me academically BUT hey, I'm still in Poly &amp; doing a course I love. With fantastic friends! SO, don't you ever say that I won't make it in life as ONCE you challenge me, I'm gonna face that challenge HEAD ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) YESTERDAY was SO fun. I got FREE cookies from my work mate. He was SO kind. Haha, I finished the cookies fast. We laughed like the entire day. The shutters sort of injured my fingers. OUCH! But never mind, I'm a strong girl. A small cut wouldn't make me cry. NYEHNYEH! Haha. Childish, but do you think I give a damn? NOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I'm participating in the Standard Chartered thingy with my friends. Can't wait! Weehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) This upcoming Friday is gonna be a BLAST! I'm gonna shoot paintballs at the people I truly love. BUT FOR REAL, I'm gonna shoot people that I love. So, if I shoot you, it means I love you. If applied into theory, if I give you a bomb, I love you whole-heartedly. Understand the shit I'm saying? Because honestly, I don't quite understand what I'm reciting. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) My life is busy. But it DOESN'T feel busy. My fasting days are approaching in like.. A week's time? So, I'm planning to eat as much as possible the foodstuffs that I truly adore before I go GAGA over them during the fasting period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) My handwriting has been getting smaller &amp; smaller. They say handwriting is a natural talent that describes your personality. And I agree. Cause for me, in my interpretation, small handwriting means the person prefers living a modest life. They prefer not to let people know rather too much about their life &amp;amp; how they handle situations when they come by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) WOOHOO! I received these two CUTE kit kat sand bags, which has been labelled with "HAD YOUR BREAK?" Am gonna bring to school to cheer me up on my moody days. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I'm so targetting that shirt. Money's evil. It's like.. everything costs money. And furthermore, your ENTIRE hard work just gets down the drain just like that. You bring me to the hippiest shopping centre &amp;amp; that's it. DOOMS DAY FOR MY WALLET! AHHHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115845166410385397?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115845166410385397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115845166410385397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115845166410385397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115845166410385397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115845166410385397' title='=D'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115834020371545514</id><published>2006-09-15T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T10:10:03.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OHKAY.</title><content type='html'>1) No messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) No calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) No this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) No that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Words are only words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) You don't mean what you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Had enough of this treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Closing my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) It's the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) For any relationship yet to prevail. Till then, I'll be 20 if I ever ended up LIKING someone again. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115834020371545514?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115834020371545514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115834020371545514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115834020371545514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115834020371545514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115834020371545514' title='OHKAY.'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115831161722864837</id><published>2006-09-15T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T02:13:37.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>1) I was so touched. Before I left, the big man belanja-ed me KFC. I was SO touched. Haha, seriously. It's like WOW. I only ask to be appreciated. You know lah what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) ERM. I feel like my stomach bowl is getting filled to the brim. SO FULL! Hmph! Boncets. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) And what else? I feel so much love towards children &amp; the folks. SIGH. I don't know why. Soft-hearted I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I wanna change my hp. To a rather simple one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Tmr from 2 onwards. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) My legs are aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I don't believe in LOVE as much as I used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I need an angel to give me a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I want my laughters back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115831161722864837?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115831161722864837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115831161722864837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115831161722864837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115831161722864837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115831161722864837' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115824343769050863</id><published>2006-09-14T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T07:17:17.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOHOO.</title><content type='html'>1) My MSN disfunctions at 10.00pm sharp all the time. And strangely, that's the time that Azman usually signs in. ERM, leaves me wondering. He myt be the cause, but I won't accuse unless if I have evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Someone pissed me off. YES. Someone in particular. Spoilt my mood like the.. ENTIRE day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Stamps. Purchase stuffs up to $20.00 and receive a stamp. WOW. OOOOOOOOOOKAY, I get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Full stomach right now. Yes, extremely full &amp; PS: I hate the adult fare. It's so unfair. Let's all right a partition for the price to be decreased. How long can all of you tahan right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) ERM. Whatever else? Wise. I've decided that I'm lacking this quality, that's to be more wiser. I keep on thinking that I've found the ONE but obstructions, they just keep piling like there's no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I want to have a Chinese boyfriend. I don't know lah, I figured that Chinese guys are more loyal than Malay guys. Like seriously, no offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) ERM. I hate show offs. Like as if being humble would be so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) OH YAH! Today I ended up using MSN but for a few minutes only as it went haywire at 10pm. Thanks gorgeous.. NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) BLA DEE BLA. Don't know what else I should state here. I wanna go shopping, but CASH! ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) 20th Sept. WOW, 4 more days. Anticipating yet dreading. WOOTS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115824343769050863?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115824343769050863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115824343769050863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115824343769050863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115824343769050863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115824343769050863' title='WOOHOO.'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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-34339770.post-115816108499268342</id><published>2006-09-13T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T08:24:44.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>1) A new blog addy that always/ without fail reminds me of a new future awaiting for me. This time Petra Mia, came from my German generated name. Give it a try! Who knows? Your German name might be - Bodoh Samdul? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I don't mind NOT having a boyfriend. But all I ask for is a good friend who truly understands me deep inside. I guess I'm still searching for the one who truly understands my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I want FUN, but money's always an issue. I hate money sometimes, but it's what that challenges us. I'm missing my prayer's time. I need to change myself. Follow my goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I'm turning from BAD to WORSE. In some aspects, GOOD to BETTER. But religiously, it's not performing too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I can't wait to hang out. SAVE FAEKAH SAVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I'm gonna rebond my hair soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Results are out on the 20th. God bless! Amiin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I miss my brother, Zack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) 3pm again tomorrow. But this coming Saturday. WOW, from 2pm onwards. GREAT, simply GREAT. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) And yeah, spending the MOST out of the time I have left. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: Am I ready for a boyfriend? Can I take a heartbreak? If not, please don't let me fall in love yet unless if I'm ready. However, if the guy is meant for me, let the feeling be extraordinary. Please. I know I'm asking for too much but this is what my heart truly wants to find out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34339770-115816108499268342?l=petramia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/feeds/115816108499268342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34339770&amp;postID=115816108499268342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115816108499268342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34339770/posts/default/115816108499268342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petramia.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115816108499268342' title='(:'/><author><name>petramia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00780087358697462529</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></feed>
