<?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-3721239373598085397</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:10:02.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...absolute affinity for bitches...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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>255</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-5029785180023226838</id><published>2009-02-15T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:55:19.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog is dead. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-5029785180023226838?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/5029785180023226838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=5029785180023226838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5029785180023226838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5029785180023226838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-blog-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-1545043165760977907</id><published>2009-01-15T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:29:36.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SW9IMraF4pI/AAAAAAAABmk/dH4YETdZ0_Y/s1600-h/IMG_1556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SW9IMraF4pI/AAAAAAAABmk/dH4YETdZ0_Y/s320/IMG_1556.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291527469831414418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so wanna break down and cry. My mum just texted me, saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'U tak rindu your papa ke?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do, really. I miss my whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I asked her if everything was alright, and she said my sister's ill.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna visit them.&lt;br /&gt;Or Ma, I know you read my blog, so can you please come over to my place instead?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-1545043165760977907?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/1545043165760977907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=1545043165760977907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1545043165760977907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1545043165760977907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-so-wanna-break-down-and-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SW9IMraF4pI/AAAAAAAABmk/dH4YETdZ0_Y/s72-c/IMG_1556.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-5036845006822614573</id><published>2009-01-11T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T01:24:54.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>But I can't go on this way. I've got to stop it babe&lt;br /&gt;You've been wonderful in all that you can be&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts when you say that you understand me&lt;br /&gt;So believe me. I, I am sorry, I, I am sorry, I, I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to be there when I fall&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to see me through it all&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to be the one I loved&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you, I wanted you&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to hold me in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to show me what I need&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to know just how down deep&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you, I wanted you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-5036845006822614573?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/5036845006822614573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=5036845006822614573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5036845006822614573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5036845006822614573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2009/01/but-i-cant-go-on-this-way.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-4511667697134864891</id><published>2009-01-09T15:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T15:27:36.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SWb8JNhKrpI/AAAAAAAABmI/gzYLlYhMsJE/s1600-h/Official+Year+Book+Picture_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SWb8JNhKrpI/AAAAAAAABmI/gzYLlYhMsJE/s320/Official+Year+Book+Picture_jpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289192047571021458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STA's official yearbook pictures are outttt!!!&lt;br /&gt;This will be in the grad book.&lt;br /&gt;And I look like I've got buck teeth.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-4511667697134864891?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/4511667697134864891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=4511667697134864891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/4511667697134864891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/4511667697134864891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2009/01/stas-official-yearbook-pictures-are.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SWb8JNhKrpI/AAAAAAAABmI/gzYLlYhMsJE/s72-c/Official+Year+Book+Picture_jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-9080302689832360222</id><published>2009-01-09T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T00:38:14.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am officially home sick.&lt;br /&gt;Am meeting Manje in a couple of minutes, and this is the best way to feel 'at-home'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss my mum's naggings.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my sister's whining of not being able to enter my room.&lt;br /&gt;I miss driving my dad's car. (and his money!)&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-9080302689832360222?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/9080302689832360222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=9080302689832360222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/9080302689832360222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/9080302689832360222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-officially-home-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-7604496762332870923</id><published>2009-01-06T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:27:02.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Dia tu yang terbaik yang pernah gue milikin.'&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/3721239373598085397-7604496762332870923?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/7604496762332870923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=7604496762332870923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/7604496762332870923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/7604496762332870923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2009/01/dia-tu-yang-terbaik-yang-pernah-gue.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-497031195266102129</id><published>2009-01-05T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T01:17:34.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"What else could a slumdog possibly know?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Answers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-497031195266102129?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/497031195266102129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=497031195266102129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/497031195266102129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/497031195266102129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-else-could-slumdog-possibly-know.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-3806404463412803547</id><published>2009-01-03T02:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T03:03:52.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SV5klQavEQI/AAAAAAAABl4/A7ajo0jLxBA/s1600-h/iylieee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SV5klQavEQI/AAAAAAAABl4/A7ajo0jLxBA/s320/iylieee.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286773603804582146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with Iyliee yesterday, and that girl is so cute I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;She said she dreamt of me.&lt;br /&gt;How nice right?&lt;br /&gt;But WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;She dreamt that I was working.........&lt;br /&gt;as a STRIPPER.&lt;br /&gt;And she sempat draw for me what I wore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAHHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;IMY iyliee.&lt;br /&gt;And remember to show me how I acted that day when school reopens okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-3806404463412803547?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/3806404463412803547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=3806404463412803547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3806404463412803547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3806404463412803547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2009/01/hahhahahahha.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SV5klQavEQI/AAAAAAAABl4/A7ajo0jLxBA/s72-c/iylieee.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-6800681760814688123</id><published>2008-12-31T11:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:50:43.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2009 is just hours away, and I have a feeling it's gonna be good. School's ending in three weeks, I have a job offer at Screenbox (even before I'm done with school!), I'm still holding on to my current job, Yan's been great, and I'm living a whole new life right now not living with my family (woo-hoo!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 was..... shitty. It's final year in school which equals to 2 projects to finish, complete CE points(which is completed!), and there were many, many complications going around in school. Misunderstandings with friends, them having their own priorities, people wanting to be more than friends, people being in denial that they have girlfriends yet they still want to be more than friends, and girlfriends who know nothing about their boyfriends (right, Akie?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum asked me a couple days back when I last saw her, what my New Year's Resolution was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SVrrEfR3DXI/AAAAAAAABkk/e8DryC8UlN4/s1600-h/speedlimit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SVrrEfR3DXI/AAAAAAAABkk/e8DryC8UlN4/s320/speedlimit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285795575021112690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanna drive closer to the speed limit.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I feel bad having them to pay all the summons.&lt;br /&gt;*cheeky smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-6800681760814688123?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/6800681760814688123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=6800681760814688123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6800681760814688123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6800681760814688123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/12/2009-is-just-hours-away-and-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SVrrEfR3DXI/AAAAAAAABkk/e8DryC8UlN4/s72-c/speedlimit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-5245100002059020298</id><published>2008-12-31T02:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T02:17:06.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Muhammad Zacky,&lt;br /&gt;please tell your god damn affiliates not to be so err, kental can?&lt;br /&gt;and stop saying you got my back when you obviously don't.&lt;br /&gt;I know I owe you for taking care of me during Zoukout and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But this is like, melampau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go do something about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-5245100002059020298?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/5245100002059020298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=5245100002059020298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5245100002059020298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5245100002059020298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/12/muhammad-zacky-please-tell-your-god.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-2991914245656387156</id><published>2008-12-29T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:31:33.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Drinking on your one hour work break is good, very good.&lt;br /&gt;It releases the pent up pain and emotion from the non-stop working hours,&lt;br /&gt;and also the fact that I'm not able to punch someone in the god damn face right that very minute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-2991914245656387156?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/2991914245656387156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=2991914245656387156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2991914245656387156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2991914245656387156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/12/drinking-on-your-one-hour-work-break-is.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-1895804659239570924</id><published>2008-12-29T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:27:25.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What happens when you walk down town&lt;br /&gt;and boys taunt you with words,&lt;br /&gt;words that you don't like,&lt;br /&gt;words that your boyfriend who happened to be there, hated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when your boyfriend came up to them,&lt;br /&gt;confronted them,&lt;br /&gt;and asked them what their fucked up problem was,&lt;br /&gt;and got something nasty in return?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when your boyfriend isn't the only one,&lt;br /&gt;who got the nasty treatment,&lt;br /&gt;but you too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what happens when you find out,&lt;br /&gt;that the people who did that to you,&lt;br /&gt;are affiliated to someone close to you,&lt;br /&gt;gang sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKU PANGKAR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-1895804659239570924?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/1895804659239570924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=1895804659239570924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1895804659239570924'/><link rel='self' 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to, stay another minute&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you, to say a single word&lt;br /&gt;Hush.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-7938160029728161097?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/7938160029728161097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=7938160029728161097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/7938160029728161097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/7938160029728161097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-its-little-late-for-explanations.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-1211140638272455808</id><published>2008-12-18T14:22:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:59:10.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnuEijLAdI/AAAAAAAABjs/_MjvfVnm7eY/s1600-h/S3021387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnuEijLAdI/AAAAAAAABjs/_MjvfVnm7eY/s320/S3021387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281013799829832146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnvyNETkOI/AAAAAAAABj0/2aeirQgFM-o/s1600-h/S3021460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnvyNETkOI/AAAAAAAABj0/2aeirQgFM-o/s320/S3021460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281015683848835298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yan brought me to the zoo yesterday. And I swore we were like, kids on their first visit there. Only, we were adults on their second visit there! Yes, just the second time besides our primary school trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnt_sr86QI/AAAAAAAABjk/y5XkTgnMG2A/s1600-h/S3021396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnt_sr86QI/AAAAAAAABjk/y5XkTgnMG2A/s320/S3021396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281013716651665666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See? I told you he was so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jakun&lt;/span&gt;. He was looking at everything that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnt3ZPqBbI/AAAAAAAABjc/gNYyey-7_2c/s1600-h/S3021406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnt3ZPqBbI/AAAAAAAABjc/gNYyey-7_2c/s320/S3021406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281013573993760178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we were watching the zookeepers feed the white tigers, and I thought they were sexy. Sexy as hell ripping the chicken/pork/whatever-they-were-eating apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUntvJJDM6I/AAAAAAAABjU/oH-B9RIWtHI/s1600-h/S3021411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUntvJJDM6I/AAAAAAAABjU/oH-B9RIWtHI/s320/S3021411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281013432232129442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUntjjFpIqI/AAAAAAAABjM/IcNQDyb5d8U/s1600-h/S3021426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUntjjFpIqI/AAAAAAAABjM/IcNQDyb5d8U/s320/S3021426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281013233038729890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yan sama ibu mertua barunya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUntcyFPCbI/AAAAAAAABjE/Kp5_3Y9lCiw/s1600-h/S3021429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUntcyFPCbI/AAAAAAAABjE/Kp5_3Y9lCiw/s320/S3021429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281013116804467122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUntQdXyy5I/AAAAAAAABi0/9NLWWOiPA9M/s1600-h/S3021428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUntQdXyy5I/AAAAAAAABi0/9NLWWOiPA9M/s320/S3021428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281012905086733202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUntKhFlS4I/AAAAAAAABis/Lo59zBiCnnc/s1600-h/S3021427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUntKhFlS4I/AAAAAAAABis/Lo59zBiCnnc/s320/S3021427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281012803004877698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the two-legged animals (read: us) meet Ben&amp;amp; Jerry's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUntBnbvH6I/AAAAAAAABik/RstGctKRznE/s1600-h/S3021433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUntBnbvH6I/AAAAAAAABik/RstGctKRznE/s320/S3021433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281012650089586594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh Oh Oh, and this animal couldn't stop running and jumping around us! Scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Yan and I made a chimpanzee fucking pissed at us, it came charging at us! Now that was damn scary cos it was huge! And it was pissed because we couldn't stop laughing at their pink asses. The zookeeper had to calm it down, and told us not to tease them, cos apparently they know what we were laughing at. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUns7KLh0YI/AAAAAAAABic/YZpDsQOqffM/s1600-h/S3021438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUns7KLh0YI/AAAAAAAABic/YZpDsQOqffM/s320/S3021438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281012539157762434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute lil &lt;s&gt;racoonssssss&lt;/s&gt; lemurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edited*&lt;br /&gt;I just watched Animal Planet, and realised, they're not racoons, they're lemurs.&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUns2CnrxoI/AAAAAAAABiU/2xbJpj0YARc/s1600-h/S3021461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUns2CnrxoI/AAAAAAAABiU/2xbJpj0YARc/s320/S3021461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281012451229025922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Shida. We were dead tired after all the walking and laughing, it isn't a joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-1211140638272455808?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/1211140638272455808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=1211140638272455808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1211140638272455808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1211140638272455808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/12/yan-brought-me-to-zoo-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnuEijLAdI/AAAAAAAABjs/_MjvfVnm7eY/s72-c/S3021387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-5889511303540311193</id><published>2008-12-16T02:14:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:20:56.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnrWjJhujI/AAAAAAAABiM/8zVh6rPRRQE/s1600-h/1_989915266l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnrWjJhujI/AAAAAAAABiM/8zVh6rPRRQE/s320/1_989915266l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281010810693466674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to ZoukOut in the hope of having a whole lot of fun..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnrSAAcNKI/AAAAAAAABiE/LqanDNYzSQw/s1600-h/1_954091738l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnrSAAcNKI/AAAAAAAABiE/LqanDNYzSQw/s320/1_954091738l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281010732540638370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnrMOQLcAI/AAAAAAAABh8/KZFZCfFgmC4/s1600-h/1_783707033l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnrMOQLcAI/AAAAAAAABh8/KZFZCfFgmC4/s320/1_783707033l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281010633285529602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnrGoTzqAI/AAAAAAAABh0/b-l--quRZmw/s1600-h/1_614947188l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnrGoTzqAI/AAAAAAAABh0/b-l--quRZmw/s320/1_614947188l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281010537200855042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnrA28DjLI/AAAAAAAABhs/qjRcQ4T3igQ/s1600-h/1_521646087l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnrA28DjLI/AAAAAAAABhs/qjRcQ4T3igQ/s320/1_521646087l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281010438048550066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnq6ivA70I/AAAAAAAABhk/Seq9yMQBN4E/s1600-h/1_497656882l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnq6ivA70I/AAAAAAAABhk/Seq9yMQBN4E/s320/1_497656882l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281010329545928514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnq2bH4WaI/AAAAAAAABhc/L_GSRdEg6C4/s1600-h/1_496581652l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnq2bH4WaI/AAAAAAAABhc/L_GSRdEg6C4/s320/1_496581652l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281010258783263138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnqyBfQiLI/AAAAAAAABhU/h9mgUCSB_bE/s1600-h/1_417741345l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnqyBfQiLI/AAAAAAAABhU/h9mgUCSB_bE/s320/1_417741345l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281010183182518450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnqtsj9R4I/AAAAAAAABhM/ZrsuD3Q9Oes/s1600-h/1_361501370l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnqtsj9R4I/AAAAAAAABhM/ZrsuD3Q9Oes/s320/1_361501370l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281010108845606786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnqqblURFI/AAAAAAAABhE/UP_fndM2mVo/s1600-h/1_352362546l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnqqblURFI/AAAAAAAABhE/UP_fndM2mVo/s320/1_352362546l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281010052748297298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and all I got was getting wasted. Dead wasted.&lt;br /&gt;My god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnqknRWQqI/AAAAAAAABg8/FocFzps4yxA/s1600-h/1_144147063l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnqknRWQqI/AAAAAAAABg8/FocFzps4yxA/s320/1_144147063l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281009952806552226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-5889511303540311193?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/5889511303540311193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=5889511303540311193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5889511303540311193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5889511303540311193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-went-to-zoukout-in-hope-of-having.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUnrWjJhujI/AAAAAAAABiM/8zVh6rPRRQE/s72-c/1_989915266l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-533811595474281617</id><published>2008-12-11T15:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:42:01.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you asked me how much I love you.&lt;br /&gt;God, where do I begin?&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason I wake each morning.&lt;br /&gt;And the reason I dream each night.&lt;br /&gt;I can't breathe without whispering your name.&lt;br /&gt;Or close my eyes without seeing your face.&lt;br /&gt;When we are apart my body aches for you.&lt;br /&gt;When we are together I long to please you.&lt;br /&gt;When I laugh, when I cry, when I daydream....&lt;br /&gt;Its all done with you in mind.&lt;br /&gt;I know I have known you not just in this life,&lt;br /&gt;but in many lives before.&lt;br /&gt;Because I have more love in my heart for you,&lt;br /&gt;than a person can gather in just one lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;Without you I could not walk the earth.&lt;br /&gt;For you are the reason I exist.&lt;br /&gt;You are my whole heart as well as my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Without your love I would be empty.&lt;br /&gt;So you see, you are my everything, my life.&lt;br /&gt;That's how much I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone sent me this through MSN, and I don't see a need to mention his name here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it's ironic, you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cos I have a boyfriend. And he has a girlfriend too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-533811595474281617?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/533811595474281617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=533811595474281617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/533811595474281617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/533811595474281617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-you-asked-me-how-much-i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-1707870015216748185</id><published>2008-12-11T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:09:14.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUCtrQAzwjI/AAAAAAAABfk/5ASMtJm8_K0/s1600-h/LOSER+poster+copy%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUCtrQAzwjI/AAAAAAAABfk/5ASMtJm8_K0/s320/LOSER+poster+copy%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278409721822560818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL REPUBLIC POLY STUDENTS, DO COME AND SUPPORT US FOR OUR FYP EVENT TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S AT THE LIBRARY, ILE ROOM, NEAR THE IT HELPDESK.&lt;br /&gt;ANYTIME BETWEEN 4.30 - 8 PM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-1707870015216748185?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/1707870015216748185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=1707870015216748185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1707870015216748185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1707870015216748185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-republic-poly-students-do-come-and.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SUCtrQAzwjI/AAAAAAAABfk/5ASMtJm8_K0/s72-c/LOSER+poster+copy%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-3332005311169990827</id><published>2008-12-10T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:48:43.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/ST9mPJMbP6I/AAAAAAAABfc/cISsg9V-UUk/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/ST9mPJMbP6I/AAAAAAAABfc/cISsg9V-UUk/s320/DSC00009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278049698653618082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time for a wake-up call, bitch. Can't you see the truth in front of your god damn eyes? Or are you too blinded by love, or what you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; is love? Wake up. Don't you feel dumb and used by what he is doing to you? HAHA. I pity you. I wish I could make life a living hell for you, but I won't, cos I wouldn't stoop that low for someone like you. You're just not worth it. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-3332005311169990827?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/3332005311169990827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=3332005311169990827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3332005311169990827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3332005311169990827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-think-its-time-for-wake-up-call-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/ST9mPJMbP6I/AAAAAAAABfc/cISsg9V-UUk/s72-c/DSC00009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-8115574935893682393</id><published>2008-12-06T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:14:15.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/ST4awUgq3AI/AAAAAAAABe0/szvMSvErbjs/s1600-h/pplate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/ST4awUgq3AI/AAAAAAAABe0/szvMSvErbjs/s320/pplate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277685230766578690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE LIAOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-8115574935893682393?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/8115574935893682393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=8115574935893682393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8115574935893682393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8115574935893682393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-more-liaooooooo-hahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/ST4awUgq3AI/AAAAAAAABe0/szvMSvErbjs/s72-c/pplate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-3078514278601911694</id><published>2008-12-06T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T12:32:20.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FYP is being a pain in my god-damn ass.&lt;br /&gt;Ergh.&lt;br /&gt;Let's get it done and over with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-3078514278601911694?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/3078514278601911694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=3078514278601911694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3078514278601911694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3078514278601911694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/12/fyp-is-being-pain-in-my-god-damn-ass.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-3268044328420059170</id><published>2008-12-04T11:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:00:47.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thursday morning and it’s a lovely day.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Haizzz. It's just a few weeks to a whole new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;A few things to jot about; alas, nothing infinitely important or drastic in any sense of the word, rather – miniscule updates.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;So I put myself on a diet which officially started this Monday but I was watching myself (more or less) over the course of Saturday and Sunday. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well, maybe deducting that giant mutton chop meal I devoured on Monday for dinner but that was mostly what I consumed for the day.(or not!) HAHA. I suck at diets. But I need to. Really, really need to. Stop me if you see me devouring anything, erm, that I'm not supposed to eat okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;*edited*&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention that last Tuesday was my little sis's birthday. And as much as she loved the present (which I wasted a lot of money on) I gave her, she totally put it aside the moment she saw what my mum gave her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what she got?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;THE EXACT SAME PHONE AS THE ONE I GOT FOR MY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;EVEN THE EXACT SAME COLOUR!&lt;br /&gt;SHE COULD HAVE GOTTEN THE BLUE OR THE GREY ONE,&lt;br /&gt;SHE STILL TOOK THE PINK ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what difference do I make if I'm the ELDER sister, and she gets a present that is of the same price as me? Ergh. I wanna ask for one more thing as another present. Maybe I should try asking for a car again, and maybe, just maybe, I'll get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-3268044328420059170?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/3268044328420059170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=3268044328420059170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3268044328420059170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3268044328420059170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/12/thursday-morning-and-its-lovely-day.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-8561840224931544962</id><published>2008-11-25T09:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:48:33.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday's last minute outing with Akie, Fatin and Kat was nice. And as of yesterday, I suck at pool. HAHAHA. Eh this one serious tau! Normally I'm good, yesterday aje cock-up sikit. HAHA!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SStkhHIXx3I/AAAAAAAABeU/ZjEMOOTdnk8/s1600-h/081124_203931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SStkhHIXx3I/AAAAAAAABeU/ZjEMOOTdnk8/s320/081124_203931.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272418308779919218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and; I'm very greedy. I want more licenses. I'm sick of driving. I want to ride now. BUT; i'm scared. HAHAHHA. But yeah, will still take the license.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SStkWReZqVI/AAAAAAAABeM/ZCKqseAntzM/s1600-h/24-11-08_1930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SStkWReZqVI/AAAAAAAABeM/ZCKqseAntzM/s320/24-11-08_1930.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272418122578110802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woohoo! I can smell it already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yes, to my sexiest bitches in the whole wide world,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the gift!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SStlGmCKkpI/AAAAAAAABes/tnafnHYGCmA/s1600-h/081124_235318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SStlGmCKkpI/AAAAAAAABes/tnafnHYGCmA/s320/081124_235318.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272418952730546834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-8561840224931544962?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/8561840224931544962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=8561840224931544962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8561840224931544962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8561840224931544962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterdays-last-minute-outing-with-akie.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SStkhHIXx3I/AAAAAAAABeU/ZjEMOOTdnk8/s72-c/081124_203931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-6649203142356524068</id><published>2008-11-24T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:34:59.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSogYXr9FYI/AAAAAAAABeE/Kz1o5-omlS0/s1600-h/Different-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSogYXr9FYI/AAAAAAAABeE/Kz1o5-omlS0/s320/Different-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272061916837909890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think this has got to be the sweetest pic I've ever seen in my entire life. It opened my eyes to really see how close-knit a family can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;*Credits to Beau Illusion*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-6649203142356524068?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/6649203142356524068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=6649203142356524068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6649203142356524068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6649203142356524068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-think-this-has-got-to-be-sweetest-pic.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSogYXr9FYI/AAAAAAAABeE/Kz1o5-omlS0/s72-c/Different-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-8524975380105991335</id><published>2008-11-24T09:42:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:58:25.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Birthday was AWESOMEEEEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eve was spent working my ass off, before my parents fetched me from work to go for supper with my cousins in tow. Initially wanted to go to Newton but since it was raining pussycat dogs, we decided to just go to Adam Road. Mum was being a pain in the ass asking us, oh yeah, my fat cousin shares the same birthday as me, to cut the cake as she thinks it'll melt. -_-&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoTqqebcII/AAAAAAAABc0/UiDGYYMHgz8/s1600-h/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoTqqebcII/AAAAAAAABc0/UiDGYYMHgz8/s320/DSC00372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272047937467936898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoTDnMgyMI/AAAAAAAABck/VeSyX9VF0C8/s1600-h/DSC00374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoTDnMgyMI/AAAAAAAABck/VeSyX9VF0C8/s320/DSC00374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272047266572585154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The 20nov babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just as we were about to finish the cake, she showed me something wrapped very nicely in silver wrapping, and asked me to guess what was in it. Here's how the conversation went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Mama:&lt;/span&gt; Ri, you have two attempts to guess what's in here, or the present goes to your sister. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Soooooo ikhlas!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Huh? How am I supposed to knowwwww???!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Mama:&lt;/span&gt; Cepatttt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Err.. keys to a brand new car???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(wishful thinking, I know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Mama:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kau ingat aku print duit?!? 1 more attempt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Ehhh! I don't know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(and at this point of time, Ria starts shaking the box vigorously)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Ria:&lt;/span&gt; Deq, agaknya handphone tak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Err, okay, here goes.... HANDPHONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Mama:&lt;/span&gt; Ahh shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; (looks at my sis,) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Da Syirah, there goes your chance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; *starts screaming in enthusiasm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoSlMqub3I/AAAAAAAABcY/f97AMqMYriE/s1600-h/lg-ks360-cel-phone-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoSlMqub3I/AAAAAAAABcY/f97AMqMYriE/s320/lg-ks360-cel-phone-photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272046744055476082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New phone! New phone! Now I can feeling ala Serena van der Woodsen. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoTRWztTPI/AAAAAAAABcs/aHTyQK48cFQ/s1600-h/DSC00375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoTRWztTPI/AAAAAAAABcs/aHTyQK48cFQ/s320/DSC00375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272047502691749106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The bitch who helped me guess right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ily to bits and pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sleep over some more pleassseeee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Birthday itself started pretty much on a low note. There were sooooo many conflicts going on! After school, everyone SEEMED to be so busy with their own stuff, and Sue just came over to my place to chill out before heading to 'town' to meet Athena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in, that was what I was told! The ridiculous kids gave me the bestest SURPRISE EVERRRRR!!!!! Athena and Sue was dead drunk that night! All was well by the end of the night when Akie came over to talk things out, and sent Ms Dead Drunk aka Sue back at 2+ before coming back to join Athena, Mamat and myself.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoT1-1yecI/AAAAAAAABc8/gEDrLF3Uz7w/s1600-h/20112008735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoT1-1yecI/AAAAAAAABc8/gEDrLF3Uz7w/s320/20112008735.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272048131913185730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoUyvAYLII/AAAAAAAABd0/dTyuL53UwEU/s1600-h/20112008747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoUyvAYLII/AAAAAAAABd0/dTyuL53UwEU/s320/20112008747.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272049175634652290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoUqvWK0ZI/AAAAAAAABds/WCZJkyqD840/s1600-h/20112008745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoUqvWK0ZI/AAAAAAAABds/WCZJkyqD840/s320/20112008745.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272049038287098258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;20 neats kaperrrr!!! HAHAHHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoUirTg1bI/AAAAAAAABdk/eKsY3cn47gk/s1600-h/20112008742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoUirTg1bI/AAAAAAAABdk/eKsY3cn47gk/s320/20112008742.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272048899763262898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoUaqEsKsI/AAAAAAAABdc/-LjhHzIaMOw/s1600-h/20112008739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoUaqEsKsI/AAAAAAAABdc/-LjhHzIaMOw/s320/20112008739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272048761993702082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, they call me Baby Tetek. *rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoT9u4I2TI/AAAAAAAABdE/WGdoz2hGaFc/s1600-h/20112008736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoT9u4I2TI/AAAAAAAABdE/WGdoz2hGaFc/s320/20112008736.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272048265067026738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you thank you thank you peopleeee!!! Oh yes plus Akie, Diniy and Mamat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry it was soooo hard to surprise me cos I keep asking questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it turned out awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day was spent with Yan when we went to watch Wild Child, ate at this fucking good Surabayan restaurant, and I mean fucking, fucking good. Oh, and Yan bought me this Agnes B skirt. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Member confident, pikir aku gemuk sangat, beli kan aku at least 2 sizes bigger!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoVJ0pNe9I/AAAAAAAABd8/bg6UW_Cbb-E/s1600-h/081123_230731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoVJ0pNe9I/AAAAAAAABd8/bg6UW_Cbb-E/s320/081123_230731.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272049572285086674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND TO EVERY, EVERYONE, THANKS FOR ALL THE TEXT MESSAGES, CALLS, IMs, COMMENTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-8524975380105991335?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/8524975380105991335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=8524975380105991335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8524975380105991335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8524975380105991335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/11/birthday-was-awesomeeeeeee-eve-was.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SSoTqqebcII/AAAAAAAABc0/UiDGYYMHgz8/s72-c/DSC00372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-5201012737628753545</id><published>2008-11-18T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:34:56.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From Wikipedia;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freedom of speech is the freedom to speak freely without censorship or limitation. The synonymous term freedom of expression is sometimes used to denote not only freedom of verbal speech but any act of seeking, receiving and imparting information or ideas, regardless of the medium used.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I know this 'story' is a week old now, but I still can't get over the fact you fuckin asked me to say sorry to her. SORRY???????? Excuse meeeeeeee??? Errr, over my dead fuckin body, my friend. Let's practice the right to freedom of speech. Cos, well, you taught me that when you were practicing it by cursing and swearing at me for no particular reason, and well, I said nothing, cause you were just practicing freedom of speech. *shrugs*&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/3721239373598085397-5201012737628753545?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/5201012737628753545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=5201012737628753545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5201012737628753545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-6406289412701530064?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/6406289412701530064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=6406289412701530064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6406289412701530064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6406289412701530064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/11/best-thing-bout-tonight-is-that-were.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-1680035957875433197</id><published>2008-11-13T13:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:52:43.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I remember way back, way back when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I said I never wanna see your face again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause you were loving, yes, you were loving somebody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I knew, oh yes, I knew I couldn't control myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And now they bring you back into my life again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And so I put on a face just like your friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I think you know, oh yes, you know what's going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause the feelings in me are burning strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I will never be your stepping stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take it all or leave me alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will never be your stepping stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm standing upright on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You used to call me up from time to time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it would be so hard for me not to cross the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The words of love lay on my lips just like a curse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I knew they'd only make it worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And now you have the nerve to play along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just like the maestro beats in your song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You get your kicks from playing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the less you give, the more I want so foolishly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never be your stepping stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take it all or leave me alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will never be your stepping stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm standing upright on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute, I was never a stepping stone.&lt;br /&gt;I was a pit-stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-1680035957875433197?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/1680035957875433197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=1680035957875433197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1680035957875433197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1680035957875433197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-remember-way-back-way-back-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-4939826205928475453</id><published>2008-11-13T09:09:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:43:03.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love Tuesdays. After FYP meeting, the girls came over to my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuC3yh1tSI/AAAAAAAABcI/-1kmaN7Aer4/s1600-h/SSM10086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuC3yh1tSI/AAAAAAAABcI/-1kmaN7Aer4/s320/SSM10086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267948084108047650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Athena sungguh mentel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuCzX8VGmI/AAAAAAAABcA/ULVpTLIQo4g/s1600-h/SSM10089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuCzX8VGmI/AAAAAAAABcA/ULVpTLIQo4g/s320/SSM10089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267948008251923042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just so you people know, in every picture in my room, Sue is looking in the mirror. *rolls eyes* (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maklumlah, sekarang&lt;/span&gt; must always &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;melawa&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuCt_RE1DI/AAAAAAAABb4/B7cqxkxt5ik/s1600-h/SSM10088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuCt_RE1DI/AAAAAAAABb4/B7cqxkxt5ik/s320/SSM10088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267947915728704562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Does Nad look as tall as me in this picture? Or is it just me? HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuCpbXDKvI/AAAAAAAABbw/dqRiuTU5LJM/s1600-h/SSM10093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuCpbXDKvI/AAAAAAAABbw/dqRiuTU5LJM/s320/SSM10093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267947837370608370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sibuk punye orang&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, it was to Cuscaden babyyyyyyyyyy!!! We bumped into Alex on the way there, and Athena managed to psych her into coming with us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuCl7Ij0cI/AAAAAAAABbo/qzADNai_OdE/s1600-h/SSM10096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuCl7Ij0cI/AAAAAAAABbo/qzADNai_OdE/s320/SSM10096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267947777180291522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuCfNWK0YI/AAAAAAAABbg/qdQANITqBwI/s1600-h/SSM10097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuCfNWK0YI/AAAAAAAABbg/qdQANITqBwI/s320/SSM10097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267947661810127234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuCUYom3OI/AAAAAAAABbY/__UIyy3zRqg/s1600-h/SSM10099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuCUYom3OI/AAAAAAAABbY/__UIyy3zRqg/s320/SSM10099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267947475861691618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where in the world can you pay for three jugs, and get around 12????? PLUS, a couple of bottles of Stella Artois?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuCNXBm8YI/AAAAAAAABbQ/Jyk1f5Fw8Jk/s1600-h/SSM10105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuCNXBm8YI/AAAAAAAABbQ/Jyk1f5Fw8Jk/s320/SSM10105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267947355170599298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A whole lot of young-looking old people there. HAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuB_DdPfvI/AAAAAAAABbI/R7PfhgXMmbk/s1600-h/SSM10106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuB_DdPfvI/AAAAAAAABbI/R7PfhgXMmbk/s320/SSM10106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267947109399625458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alex, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muka&lt;/span&gt; please stop it eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for wanting to catch the last train. We totally lost track of time, and when someone actually DID check the time, it was almost two already! *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuB6vcl0cI/AAAAAAAABbA/UWZMcFUYgTM/s1600-h/SSM10109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuB6vcl0cI/AAAAAAAABbA/UWZMcFUYgTM/s320/SSM10109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267947035308708290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The BOSS. Thank you for opening up such a great place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuB1UlZELI/AAAAAAAABa4/QfDZLNHLzrc/s1600-h/SSM10112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuB1UlZELI/AAAAAAAABa4/QfDZLNHLzrc/s320/SSM10112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267946942198517938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Charmaineeeeeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuBthjs7AI/AAAAAAAABaw/Mvu15pEPDyM/s1600-h/SSM10116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuBthjs7AI/AAAAAAAABaw/Mvu15pEPDyM/s320/SSM10116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267946808242138114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuBoIl5UWI/AAAAAAAABao/bynv3Xe0hqo/s1600-h/SSM10120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuBoIl5UWI/AAAAAAAABao/bynv3Xe0hqo/s320/SSM10120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267946715641106786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuBiolt--I/AAAAAAAABag/cn-SetoBfXo/s1600-h/SSM10123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuBiolt--I/AAAAAAAABag/cn-SetoBfXo/s320/SSM10123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267946621151083490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue, I hope you had a blast. Get over it okay? It's his loss anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-4939826205928475453?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/4939826205928475453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=4939826205928475453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/4939826205928475453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/4939826205928475453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-tuesdays.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRuC3yh1tSI/AAAAAAAABcI/-1kmaN7Aer4/s72-c/SSM10086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-5715296090192647468</id><published>2008-11-11T14:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:47:40.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm dying inside, seriously. It hurts having to keep things to yourself, and not having a single soul know what you're going through. It hurts seeing other people so happy and contented with what they have in life. It hurts so much having to go through what I went through, alone. With no one there by my side. The whole feeling of emptiness, love lost. It feels lighter, yet heavier at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh damn it. It's hard ranting about it here when I know people are bound to read and thus not being able to just state what it is that's bothering me. Fuck it, that sentence was so long I myself don't understand what I just said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me want to break down in class but I won't. Cause I know I'm strong enough to face this. Alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-5715296090192647468?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/5715296090192647468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=5715296090192647468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5715296090192647468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5715296090192647468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-dying-inside-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-6767615725649891157</id><published>2008-11-11T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:49:28.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRkoRn_OOGI/AAAAAAAABaY/iU7mL9zCLRM/s1600-h/water+babies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRkoRn_OOGI/AAAAAAAABaY/iU7mL9zCLRM/s320/water+babies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267285522443548770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cute kannnnnnnn? Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like it or not, babies have a hold on your life like nothing else. They can send you into a tizzy with their incessant bawling, or they can tug at your heartstrings with their soft cooing. A baby can make you forget your worries, or add to them if he so desires. However, you can't help falling in love with your baby, not withstanding the smelly diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY OWN BABY.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-6767615725649891157?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/6767615725649891157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=6767615725649891157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6767615725649891157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6767615725649891157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/11/like-it-or-not-babies-have-hold-on-your.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRkoRn_OOGI/AAAAAAAABaY/iU7mL9zCLRM/s72-c/water+babies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-7812072104014522371</id><published>2008-11-10T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:17:49.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRfR6Fu5JnI/AAAAAAAABaQ/YWe4oOimsy4/s1600-h/DSC00354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRfR6Fu5JnI/AAAAAAAABaQ/YWe4oOimsy4/s320/DSC00354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266909085134562930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babes, more chicken and beers session at Cuscaden please??????&lt;br /&gt;Tuesdays and Fridays are not enough!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-7812072104014522371?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/7812072104014522371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=7812072104014522371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/7812072104014522371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/7812072104014522371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/11/babes-more-chicken-and-beers-session-at.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SRfR6Fu5JnI/AAAAAAAABaQ/YWe4oOimsy4/s72-c/DSC00354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-3009785621234096492</id><published>2008-11-10T11:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:38:25.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I MISS YOU.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-3009785621234096492?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/3009785621234096492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=3009785621234096492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3009785621234096492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3009785621234096492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-8664524051226758378</id><published>2008-11-03T18:15:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:49:00.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The week-long holiday flew by so fast. Everyday was spent &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pretttyyyy&lt;/span&gt; wisely. :)&lt;br /&gt;The first Saturday was spent with Sue over dinner, and just chilling around our area.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7Pz6_l26I/AAAAAAAABY4/2ZPMdO919hk/s1600-h/Picture_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7Pz6_l26I/AAAAAAAABY4/2ZPMdO919hk/s320/Picture_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264373505358945186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7Pz6_l26I/AAAAAAAABY4/2ZPMdO919hk/s1600-h/Picture_001.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deepavali was spent jalan raya-ing for the last time. Diniy was driving his dad's car, and we managed to squeeze all of us in it. We didn't go to many places, but one thing's for sure, Aishah's dad is hotttttttt!!! HAHA.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7QtJYOO7I/AAAAAAAABZA/GOPR1GVbPd8/s1600-h/DSC04064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7QtJYOO7I/AAAAAAAABZA/GOPR1GVbPd8/s320/DSC04064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264374488472894386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was spent with FYP meeting and loaning out of equipments we needed for it. Nad finished up with the storyboard, and we finished up with the script, yeah, yada yada yada, and we didn't manage to get the camera we needed *rolls eyes*. Oh, and I slept over at a friend's place for supposedly, a movie marathon, but we ended up not watching a single movie.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7RfQl9YrI/AAAAAAAABZI/WLXxt3_9iA8/s1600-h/CIMG2168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7RfQl9YrI/AAAAAAAABZI/WLXxt3_9iA8/s320/CIMG2168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264375349403017906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was spent with the boyfriend, watching them play takraw. Boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurday was fun. The day started pretty early with me sending my dad off to work, cos I needed to use the car for our filming for FYP. Went over to fetch Mira, before Hippo last minute-ly asked me to get kids as our talents, and so I went over to Sue's place and borrowed 4 of her cousins as our talents, and she tagged along too. We then went to fetch Hippo, then Abu, and then proceeded to our location for our shoot; Duxton Hill. And I swear I had no idea how to get there. I got to the area around Kevin's, and I got lost. HAHA. Thank god there was this one guy who willingly showed us the area by driving his van there and we just tagged from behind. Filming was hectic, crowd started forming, and it was near impossible to shoot. We then headed to Haji Lane, which, again, was super packed. We soon decided to postpone the shoot and went to have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Sent the rest home, and Sue came over to my place to get ready to Dbl O. Since I had to send the car back to my dad's work place, mum and sis wanted to tag along, and dad was nice enough to send us to Dbl O. Met the other girlies there.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7T6gZ885I/AAAAAAAABZQ/38mXmT8Bzu8/s1600-h/1_139495067l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7T6gZ885I/AAAAAAAABZQ/38mXmT8Bzu8/s320/1_139495067l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264378016527348626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7UYYp2nEI/AAAAAAAABZg/fEYsr-ajMOY/s1600-h/1_883377611l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7UYYp2nEI/AAAAAAAABZg/fEYsr-ajMOY/s320/1_883377611l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264378529842633794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7Ui2QXuBI/AAAAAAAABZo/9Dk6-yvImtw/s1600-h/1_981021676l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7Ui2QXuBI/AAAAAAAABZo/9Dk6-yvImtw/s320/1_981021676l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264378709587507218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7UJhSlr3I/AAAAAAAABZY/u0IkvLZBqlU/s1600-h/1_736473961l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7UJhSlr3I/AAAAAAAABZY/u0IkvLZBqlU/s320/1_736473961l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264378274462936946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue slept over my place that night, and it sure was fun!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7U_-ScNDI/AAAAAAAABZw/S0-CX0HNq8g/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7U_-ScNDI/AAAAAAAABZw/S0-CX0HNq8g/s320/Picture+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264379209959879730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7VQe8NHII/AAAAAAAABZ4/4j7svPJ3jxc/s1600-h/Picture_020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7VQe8NHII/AAAAAAAABZ4/4j7svPJ3jxc/s320/Picture_020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264379493602892930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, I had to work! Which was dreadful, especially after partying the day before. And that night, Sue slept over, again! The heart to heart talk we had was greatttt babe!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7V1mxL8EI/AAAAAAAABaA/IvNfpPqQIJY/s1600-h/Picture+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7V1mxL8EI/AAAAAAAABaA/IvNfpPqQIJY/s320/Picture+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264380131359322178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7V5XBL9kI/AAAAAAAABaI/O7aj-PA0pR8/s1600-h/Picture+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7V5XBL9kI/AAAAAAAABaI/O7aj-PA0pR8/s320/Picture+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264380195850942018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent the night watching Young and Dangerous, and I got Sue hooked on the show!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was spent working the fuckin morning shift, before heading to Ming Arcade for my cousin's surprise birthday party! Which was superbly fun! She got tickets to Phuket! And she's leaving in 2 weeks time! Oh, and yes, she was in tears. HAHA. Nurul, Azreen, pictures pleaseeeeeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was spent sleeping the wholllleeeee day, and to the hospital at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, school. Ergh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-8664524051226758378?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/8664524051226758378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=8664524051226758378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8664524051226758378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8664524051226758378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/11/week-long-holiday-flew-by-so-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SQ7Pz6_l26I/AAAAAAAABY4/2ZPMdO919hk/s72-c/Picture_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-467075448173140881</id><published>2008-10-24T02:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T02:55:43.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think this is so true.&lt;br /&gt;Manje posted it on her new(but sumpah just Manje and I knows) blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" id="ln0"&gt;When a GIRL is quiet ... millions of things are running in her mind.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln0');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln1');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln2');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln3');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" id="ln4"&gt;When a GIRL is not arguing ... she is thinking deeply.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln4');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a'); 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                }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" id="ln14"&gt;When a GIRL answers ' I'm fine ' after a few seconds ... she is not at all fine.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln14');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln15');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "..."; 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                }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln27');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" id="ln28"&gt;When a GIRL says ' I love you ' .. she means it.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln28');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; 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                var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln32');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" id="ln33"&gt;When a GIRL says ' I miss you ' .... no one in this world can miss you more than that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-467075448173140881?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/467075448173140881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=467075448173140881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/467075448173140881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/467075448173140881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-think-this-is-so-true.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-6611761117980412772</id><published>2008-10-24T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T01:17:15.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Agnes Monica - Matahariku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tertutup Sudah Pintu, Pintu Hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Yang Pernah Dibuka Waktu Hanya Untukmu&lt;br /&gt;Kini Kau Pergi Dari Hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Kuharus Relakanmu Walau Aku Tak Mau&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Berjuta Warna Pelangi Di Dalam Hati&lt;br /&gt;Sejenak Luluh Bergeming Menjauh Pergi&lt;br /&gt;Tak Ada Lagi Cahaya Suci&lt;br /&gt;Semua Nada Beranjak Aku Terdiam Sepi&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dengarlah Matahariku, Suara Tangisanku&lt;br /&gt;Kubersedih Karna Panah Cinta Menusuk Jantungku&lt;br /&gt;Ucapkan Matahariku Puisi Tentang Hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Tentangku Yang Tak Mampu Menaklukkan Waktu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This song has been on repeat for errrr.... I don't know....  3 hours plus?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-6611761117980412772?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/6611761117980412772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=6611761117980412772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6611761117980412772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6611761117980412772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/10/agnes-monica-matahariku-tertutup-sudah.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-2310560849615086449</id><published>2008-10-22T00:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:41:04.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP4CpKOgVhI/AAAAAAAABYo/mYbj9vquN_A/s1600-h/DSC00294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP4CpKOgVhI/AAAAAAAABYo/mYbj9vquN_A/s320/DSC00294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259644320958404114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My boyfriend is abso-fucking-lutely obsessed with changing his stupid hair colours! Irritating pe, I don't know how many times he's done it this month, and earlier in the day, still had the fucking guts to tell me he's gonna change it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP4CXPJPLxI/AAAAAAAABYg/UnkgmeB3udI/s1600-h/DSC00302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP4CXPJPLxI/AAAAAAAABYg/UnkgmeB3udI/s320/DSC00302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259644013040840466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When he came to my house with this hair colour, my mum said he looked older than my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so he changed it to this colour here;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP4CPvxDjUI/AAAAAAAABYY/PGjUsFBaobc/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP4CPvxDjUI/AAAAAAAABYY/PGjUsFBaobc/s320/DSC00240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259643884358831426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And he's had comments saying it looks his aunt's Persian cat, which I thought was a positive comment. But then he thought this colour was too post-Sparks era, and now, he wants to change it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I said, do this.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP4EtFdsdbI/AAAAAAAABYw/SBBbuPPopc0/s1600-h/gilababi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP4EtFdsdbI/AAAAAAAABYw/SBBbuPPopc0/s320/gilababi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259646587422668210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-2310560849615086449?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/2310560849615086449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=2310560849615086449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2310560849615086449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2310560849615086449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-boyfriend-is-abso-fucking-lutely.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP4CpKOgVhI/AAAAAAAABYo/mYbj9vquN_A/s72-c/DSC00294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-8051070361978763452</id><published>2008-10-21T23:15:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:22:56.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okayyyyy!!!! Pics from last week!! Yan couldn't join us cause he had to work. :( But these are just from Akie's and my camera only. The day started with me going over to his place as his very nice mum allowed us to use her car to get around. We then drove over to fetch Kat at Tamp, before heading to fetch Fatin at JE, and then proceed to Ii-duuh's brother's wedding at her place, and Fad joined us soon after. But the whole day I felt like a taxi driver, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bukak kasut bila drive&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA. It's impossible to drive in heels!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP31CN-AiJI/AAAAAAAABYQ/2K5e9W2TPJA/s1600-h/PA190126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP31CN-AiJI/AAAAAAAABYQ/2K5e9W2TPJA/s320/PA190126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259629358296893586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I love this comfy-as-hell swing at Fad's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP30Fa4lpeI/AAAAAAAABX4/wwHXDDlVN10/s1600-h/CIMG2068.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP3zCgx0zPI/AAAAAAAABXo/7zlD2RjgdEI/s1600-h/PA190155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP3zCgx0zPI/AAAAAAAABXo/7zlD2RjgdEI/s320/PA190155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259627164322811122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rest will be at my place.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP3zjli6VaI/AAAAAAAABXw/LUKXBaBDDM4/s1600-h/CIMG2102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP3zjli6VaI/AAAAAAAABXw/LUKXBaBDDM4/s320/CIMG2102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259627732538119586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP3y5495-qI/AAAAAAAABXg/EJnD2LTaGqs/s1600-h/PA190151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP3y5495-qI/AAAAAAAABXg/EJnD2LTaGqs/s320/PA190151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259627016197110434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP3yxq-8QMI/AAAAAAAABXY/bJFOYctjmIc/s1600-h/PA190150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP3yxq-8QMI/AAAAAAAABXY/bJFOYctjmIc/s320/PA190150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259626875004403906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP3ynOd3UOI/AAAAAAAABXQ/RlTrnlajWW4/s1600-h/PA190147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP3ynOd3UOI/AAAAAAAABXQ/RlTrnlajWW4/s320/PA190147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259626695550783714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tiga dara pingitan. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ceh ceh ceh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP3ye_-uqII/AAAAAAAABXI/UW9drUVg5qc/s1600-h/PA190135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP3ye_-uqII/AAAAAAAABXI/UW9drUVg5qc/s320/PA190135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259626554223143042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tengok couple yang sungguh comel dan manja di background itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP3yYD_uXuI/AAAAAAAABXA/XolcWSuppbY/s1600-h/PA190134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP3yYD_uXuI/AAAAAAAABXA/XolcWSuppbY/s320/PA190134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259626435041976034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fad looks like she's gonna gobble the whole thing up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP3yQxWIjWI/AAAAAAAABW4/b0f8VTdvvro/s1600-h/PA190132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP3yQxWIjWI/AAAAAAAABW4/b0f8VTdvvro/s320/PA190132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259626309776608610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP3yKtF8vhI/AAAAAAAABWw/hJKOwvG0vYA/s1600-h/PA190128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP3yKtF8vhI/AAAAAAAABWw/hJKOwvG0vYA/s320/PA190128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259626205555768850" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are pics from two weeks back, when Yan and his family came over to my place.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP30wlvdxAI/AAAAAAAABYI/Mpuno1w-Rh8/s1600-h/CIMG2070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP30wlvdxAI/AAAAAAAABYI/Mpuno1w-Rh8/s320/CIMG2070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259629055440700418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP30okzzPkI/AAAAAAAABYA/M0gY8xf2qBw/s1600-h/CIMG2069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP30okzzPkI/AAAAAAAABYA/M0gY8xf2qBw/s320/CIMG2069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259628917751496258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aisy is growing at a really, really fast rate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP30Fa4lpeI/AAAAAAAABX4/wwHXDDlVN10/s1600-h/CIMG2068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP30Fa4lpeI/AAAAAAAABX4/wwHXDDlVN10/s320/CIMG2068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259628313791800802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Yan, and Mamat the monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret not bringing my camera. I've yet to upload pics at Akie's place (except the first one in this post), Kat's place, Fad's place and Jack's place. Okay, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;merepek. Jack nama atok aku okay. Kesian dia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku baru dapat tau, kawan aku &lt;/span&gt;be it&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; yang jantan ke betina, semua pantang nampak camera. Lagi-lagi si Ka&lt;/span&gt;t, always posing. Sheesh. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-8051070361978763452?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/8051070361978763452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=8051070361978763452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8051070361978763452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8051070361978763452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/10/okayyyyy-pics-from-last-week-but-these.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SP31CN-AiJI/AAAAAAAABYQ/2K5e9W2TPJA/s72-c/PA190126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-3984127950058980704</id><published>2008-10-20T13:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T14:08:56.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SPwfILtXgGI/AAAAAAAABVw/q5_7a8tue7Q/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SPwfILtXgGI/AAAAAAAABVw/q5_7a8tue7Q/s320/9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259112690304385122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you pamper me&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you hug me&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you kiss me&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you hold me tightly in your arms&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you put me to bed&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you say you love me&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you stroke my hair&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you look me in the eye and kiss me&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you praise me&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you hold my hands and rub my fingers&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you console me when I'm crying&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you buy me stuff&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you let me sleep in your arms&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you'd sleep after me, and wake before me,&lt;br /&gt;just to watch me wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the fact that I love you so god damn much, it hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-3984127950058980704?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/3984127950058980704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=3984127950058980704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3984127950058980704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3984127950058980704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-it-when-you-pamper-me-i-love-it.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SPwfILtXgGI/AAAAAAAABVw/q5_7a8tue7Q/s72-c/9.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-2571151068612166813</id><published>2008-10-20T09:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T09:43:43.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jalan raya&lt;/span&gt; was the bestest this year ever!!&lt;br /&gt;It was just the 5 of us,&lt;br /&gt;Fatin, Kat, Akie, Fad and I but it sure was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; best!&lt;br /&gt;Pictures up as soon as I get them from Akie, Fad and Fatin.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-2571151068612166813?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/2571151068612166813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=2571151068612166813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2571151068612166813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2571151068612166813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/10/yesterdays-jalan-raya-was-bestest-this.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-2830150251553219059</id><published>2008-10-16T13:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T14:07:43.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SPbaJaOSNBI/AAAAAAAABVY/CJp5-wiRgcc/s1600-h/DSC00267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SPbaJaOSNBI/AAAAAAAABVY/CJp5-wiRgcc/s320/DSC00267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257629470194545682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when you tend to do things without ever thinking of the consequences right?&lt;br /&gt;When you do things in the heat of the moment, and you're dealing with irrational, unpredictable people?&lt;br /&gt;And what happens when suddenly, the consequences turned dire, and there is absolutely no way out of this entangled web?&lt;br /&gt;When one moment of folly becomes a whole chain reaction to what's in store in the future?&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-2830150251553219059?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/2830150251553219059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=2830150251553219059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2830150251553219059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2830150251553219059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/10/there-are-times-when-you-tend-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SPbaJaOSNBI/AAAAAAAABVY/CJp5-wiRgcc/s72-c/DSC00267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-6634070675127423393</id><published>2008-10-14T11:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T11:02:31.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SPQLvpaEckI/AAAAAAAABVQ/j5Z1VdTU4YM/s1600-h/Image83.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SPQLvpaEckI/AAAAAAAABVQ/j5Z1VdTU4YM/s320/Image83.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256839578245165634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised one thing. Even though I’m not so close to Iyliee, in school, or in MSN, I feel like I have some sort of connection with her. Like, she’s my sister or something. It’s hard to explain, I feel really emotionally attached to her, I don’t know why. I guess the talk we had at Clarke Quay had something to do with this. This feeling is really, really weird, cos the only other person I’m comfortable telling everything to is Sue, and I’m god damn close to her. But it isn’t the same with Iyliee, you see. I only get to see Iyliee if I bump into her in school, yes, BUMP into her. We don’t even plan to go out together, not even for lunch in school! And I miss her like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I don’t have much to live for, no pun intended, without my loved ones. And honestly, my family don’t even fall into that category. You may think, “Good for nothing bitch. Her parents brought her up, got her through school, paid for everything she asked for and now they’re not even considered her loved ones. What a slut.” Yeah yeah, think what you want, I love them, yes I do, but, it’s just that, I don’t share my problems with them, not one. No, it’s not that I don’t, I just can’t. They think that I’m just in my growing-up phase, and I’ll change for the better, soon. Hellllloooo! My growing-up phase was long gone, gone with the lock-ups and the partying and the “I’m-not-in-the-mood-to-go-home-today” times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m way past conflicts and scandals and quarrels, cos in the end, I’m still at the losing end. Do I get anything in return? No. I get kicked upon, stepped on (the fuckin head, that is) even backstabbed from someone I call a best friend. Someone I truly loved as a fuckin good friend had to call me names, and does stuff behind my back which I’m totally shocked HE was capable of doing. Your capability as a guy in doing the unthinkable never stops surprising me. Give me more of it, my dear friend, give me more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-6634070675127423393?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/6634070675127423393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=6634070675127423393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6634070675127423393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6634070675127423393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-realised-one-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SPQLvpaEckI/AAAAAAAABVQ/j5Z1VdTU4YM/s72-c/Image83.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-5151842558753634787</id><published>2008-10-13T18:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T18:41:37.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SPMlpmDq_RI/AAAAAAAABVI/ueJnq4oaTeY/s1600-h/DSC05016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SPMlpmDq_RI/AAAAAAAABVI/ueJnq4oaTeY/s320/DSC05016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256586586592312594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we don't need anything else in this world,&lt;br /&gt;besides sex, drugs, and house.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and each other.&lt;br /&gt;I love you Sue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-5151842558753634787?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/5151842558753634787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=5151842558753634787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5151842558753634787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5151842558753634787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-we-dont-need-anything-else-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SPMlpmDq_RI/AAAAAAAABVI/ueJnq4oaTeY/s72-c/DSC05016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-6114995214482943998</id><published>2008-10-13T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T18:42:24.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GEREK PEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRR??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISAP PANTAT AH SUNDAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-6114995214482943998?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/6114995214482943998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=6114995214482943998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6114995214482943998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6114995214482943998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/10/gerek-peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrr-isap.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-8854313322574700815</id><published>2008-10-10T04:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T15:11:39.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SO4_CeQH44I/AAAAAAAABVA/7dSAezlSdLg/s1600-h/adeq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SO4_CeQH44I/AAAAAAAABVA/7dSAezlSdLg/s320/adeq.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255207126900925314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I quote, straight from another's point of view,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Your words are bullshit, but I must congratulate you for having such a(?) perfect drama skills. So now, am I wrong to doubt you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't this sound oh-so-fucking-familiar to you??&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told. I &lt;s&gt;was&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh. The sounds of Trance and Techno are calling me. Oh, and yes, the irritating voices of Ab and Manje.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-8854313322574700815?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/8854313322574700815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=8854313322574700815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8854313322574700815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8854313322574700815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-i-quote-straight-from-anothers.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SO4_CeQH44I/AAAAAAAABVA/7dSAezlSdLg/s72-c/adeq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-6028163103152749013</id><published>2008-10-09T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T23:05:33.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SO4doWgwSEI/AAAAAAAABU4/JiwZfwNq2Gs/s1600-h/IMG_3939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SO4doWgwSEI/AAAAAAAABU4/JiwZfwNq2Gs/s320/IMG_3939.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255170394262882370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Raya was hectic. And a whole waste of money. What more after spending a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whole lot &lt;/span&gt;of money on gel extensions for my nails, which looked good no doubt, but lasted no more than a day! (for three fingers at least) *rolls eyes* I paid a visit to IKEA to transform my room into something else, and amazingly after getting all that I needed, it still didn't reach fifty bucks. It's telling me to go get room makeovers more often now. Oh and yes, now, my room's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; place to be to get neck aches in a good way, like Adil said. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't tear up when asking for forgiveness for my parents this year. I guess I haven't done much wrong :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My MMC reader on the laptop just decides to be a bitch thus I'm not able to get pics from my camera. :((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-6028163103152749013?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/6028163103152749013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=6028163103152749013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6028163103152749013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6028163103152749013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/10/hari-raya-was-hectic.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SO4doWgwSEI/AAAAAAAABU4/JiwZfwNq2Gs/s72-c/IMG_3939.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-7416181100091645966</id><published>2008-09-24T16:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T16:45:30.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SNn8LUvUFOI/AAAAAAAAA9s/BxPSfWyoWKI/s1600-h/27022008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SNn8LUvUFOI/AAAAAAAAA9s/BxPSfWyoWKI/s320/27022008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249504112152941794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I totally regretted thinking of fatigue last night. It brought upon a whole chain reaction which was totally uncalled for. Home early&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;me being home when they came&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; being brought back &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;got to know a ‘friend’ got me in this hot soup &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a whole night of shit&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And this is when the whole chain reaction will start.... Again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I find out who amongst my beloved friends is the one who called to tell them what I did, from start to end. And that is when I don’t need someone to tell them what I did, they will come looking for me instead....... When you’re fucking dead. Your face will be the face I picture day after day when I practice and I prepare for your fucking death.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God, I'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;if I hurt her&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could take it all back.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could take it all away.&lt;br /&gt;I never meant for this to happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God, I wish I could change it all,&lt;br /&gt;but I cannot.&lt;br /&gt;The past is the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forgive me for my sins, for she deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-7416181100091645966?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/7416181100091645966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=7416181100091645966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/7416181100091645966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/7416181100091645966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-totally-regretted-thinking-of-fatigue.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SNn8LUvUFOI/AAAAAAAAA9s/BxPSfWyoWKI/s72-c/27022008%28001%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-2099223666592219435</id><published>2008-09-23T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T19:58:36.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SNjZ475T6gI/AAAAAAAAA9k/QpKdhO0tIVU/s1600-h/raul4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SNjZ475T6gI/AAAAAAAAA9k/QpKdhO0tIVU/s320/raul4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249184937874287106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of yesterday, I found out who my friends were.&lt;br /&gt;As of today, I found out who my true friends were.&lt;br /&gt;I never expected you to say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I misunderstand you?&lt;br /&gt;Or was it on purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave my family out of this, bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-2099223666592219435?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/2099223666592219435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=2099223666592219435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2099223666592219435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2099223666592219435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/09/as-of-yesterday-i-found-out-who-my.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SNjZ475T6gI/AAAAAAAAA9k/QpKdhO0tIVU/s72-c/raul4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-2231240461975331215</id><published>2008-09-16T10:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T11:01:35.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SM8fQgivihI/AAAAAAAAA8o/GwcqCI_8cMw/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpark madness last week was greaaaaattttttt.&lt;br /&gt;We broke our fast there with the moon directly above us, the expressway a couple of metres away from us, six floors above street level and a whole lot of food we got from the bazaar. :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SM8fQgivihI/AAAAAAAAA8o/GwcqCI_8cMw/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SM8fQgivihI/AAAAAAAAA8o/GwcqCI_8cMw/s320/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246446459383941650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SM8eNdUiSPI/AAAAAAAAA8g/ksucuxcLfLw/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SM8eNdUiSPI/AAAAAAAAA8g/ksucuxcLfLw/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246445307467811058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SM8dbD9LKqI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/V-LuBRhqOMs/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SM8dbD9LKqI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/V-LuBRhqOMs/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246444441665481378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SM8cgshT7DI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/UYFeEcmiFTQ/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SM8cgshT7DI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/UYFeEcmiFTQ/s320/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246443438942186546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SM8bet9QxKI/AAAAAAAAA8I/UheolB9M4Vw/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SM8bet9QxKI/AAAAAAAAA8I/UheolB9M4Vw/s320/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246442305456489634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SM8aweoPjHI/AAAAAAAAA8A/QkqZOyPZMvs/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SM8aweoPjHI/AAAAAAAAA8A/QkqZOyPZMvs/s320/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246441511067815026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-2231240461975331215?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/2231240461975331215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=2231240461975331215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2231240461975331215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2231240461975331215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/09/carpark-madness-last-week-was.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SM8fQgivihI/AAAAAAAAA8o/GwcqCI_8cMw/s72-c/4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-8756758773318967498</id><published>2008-09-15T10:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:52:04.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SM3NPZ6mowI/AAAAAAAAA74/IVzBAaHrXRo/s1600-h/DSC08430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SM3NPZ6mowI/AAAAAAAAA74/IVzBAaHrXRo/s320/DSC08430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246074805494915842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You would think at some point&lt;br /&gt;I would get tired of living this way&lt;br /&gt;Every time you look at me&lt;br /&gt;I must look away&lt;br /&gt;because of the pain I hide from you&lt;br /&gt;because of the the hell that I've walked through&lt;br /&gt;the spirit of God is a sight I can't see&lt;br /&gt;the vision of God is hidden from me&lt;br /&gt;Why is it then that you hurt me so&lt;br /&gt;why does pain stay&lt;br /&gt;why can't I let go&lt;br /&gt;its my fault in some way&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing this wrong&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts are so tangled&lt;br /&gt;your words are so strong&lt;br /&gt;my feelings are held up by only thin ice&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes you say things&lt;br /&gt;brimming with fire-&lt;br /&gt;fire and ice&lt;br /&gt;they just do not work&lt;br /&gt;fire and ice are anti each other&lt;br /&gt;is that you and me?&lt;br /&gt;if so, why do we bother?&lt;br /&gt;I fail to see the reason for your fury and tone&lt;br /&gt;I know I am a jerk sometimes-&lt;br /&gt;I know I have no right to say&lt;br /&gt;that it hurts me when you say these things&lt;br /&gt;to be mean just to hurt me&lt;br /&gt;I may love you- but I don't like you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What the hell was I thinking?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-8756758773318967498?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/8756758773318967498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=8756758773318967498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8756758773318967498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8756758773318967498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-would-think-at-some-point-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SM3NPZ6mowI/AAAAAAAAA74/IVzBAaHrXRo/s72-c/DSC08430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-1845870721772020450</id><published>2008-09-10T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:17:32.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes when we fight, I think maybe I&lt;br /&gt;Should just let you leave and push you out of my life&lt;br /&gt;But I don't decide, cause I know that I&lt;br /&gt;Just can't survive without you&lt;br /&gt;And I know inside I never let you go cause I'm sure your the one&lt;br /&gt;Even through the rain it's clear, your the one I want&lt;br /&gt;And no matter how we fuss and fight boy, you should always know&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stop loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's why I can't say go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby I've tried, to tell you goodbye&lt;br /&gt;One look from your eyes and those dumb thoughts say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;It's foolish to try, when I know that I&lt;br /&gt;I just can't survive without you&lt;br /&gt;And I know inside I never let you go cause I'm sure your the one&lt;br /&gt;Even through the rain it's clear that your the one I want&lt;br /&gt;And no matter how we fuss and fight, boy you should always know&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stop loving you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's why I can't say go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see through the night, you are my light&lt;br /&gt;So even when we fight I know it's going to be alright&lt;br /&gt;You have my soul, I'm just letting you know&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-1845870721772020450?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/1845870721772020450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=1845870721772020450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1845870721772020450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1845870721772020450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/09/sometimes-when-we-fight-i-think-maybe-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-1410034769739555519</id><published>2008-09-05T15:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T15:18:17.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SMDberNIe8I/AAAAAAAAA7o/Ltd7RdxCRTY/s1600-h/matyan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SMDberNIe8I/AAAAAAAAA7o/Ltd7RdxCRTY/s320/matyan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242431286299622338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;With Yan, before. &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                     &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SMDbjujzOPI/AAAAAAAAA7w/bstz21Myy-w/s1600-h/mamat2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SMDbjujzOPI/AAAAAAAAA7w/bstz21Myy-w/s320/mamat2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242431373099350258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; With Firdaus and Aisy, after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamat's out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;br /&gt;:OOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku suka sekali. Check out what RTC did to him. In both pics, on the right. He's a monster now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-1410034769739555519?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/1410034769739555519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=1410034769739555519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1410034769739555519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1410034769739555519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/09/before.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SMDberNIe8I/AAAAAAAAA7o/Ltd7RdxCRTY/s72-c/matyan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-5656469979175035702</id><published>2008-09-05T14:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T14:36:45.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SMDTKQRXUMI/AAAAAAAAA7g/ZemFsqQaa_o/s1600-h/DSC00080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SMDTKQRXUMI/AAAAAAAAA7g/ZemFsqQaa_o/s320/DSC00080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242422139379208386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(random picture from the NMS visit 2 weeks back)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;seri! i miss and love you, ok?&lt;br /&gt;ok, good.&lt;br /&gt;-that was Athena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was staring blankly at the screen when she totally typed that out. She totally made me laugh! HAHA! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Padahal tengah nak marah tau&lt;/span&gt;. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;How'd you feel when someone you love can't, and won't forget his past?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-5656469979175035702?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/5656469979175035702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=5656469979175035702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5656469979175035702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5656469979175035702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-picture-from-nms-visit-2-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SMDTKQRXUMI/AAAAAAAAA7g/ZemFsqQaa_o/s72-c/DSC00080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-6740258174432477020</id><published>2008-08-29T20:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T20:18:14.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SLfoRvapcAI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/rL5Tf-Yk3WQ/s1600-h/DSC00161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SLfoRvapcAI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/rL5Tf-Yk3WQ/s320/DSC00161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239912082952515586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to wait. I really do. Lagi-lagi kalau kau da kasi aku harapan, lepas tu dengan rileknye kau bilang aku plans kau yang lain, when I bloody well waited a whole fucking day for you. Fuck you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-6740258174432477020?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/6740258174432477020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=6740258174432477020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6740258174432477020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6740258174432477020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-hate-to-wait.html' title='Wait.'/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SLfoRvapcAI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/rL5Tf-Yk3WQ/s72-c/DSC00161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-3472031244015862079</id><published>2008-08-27T16:46:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T17:06:16.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SLUXjyhIEiI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/aYAN-Ox3zic/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SLUXjyhIEiI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/aYAN-Ox3zic/s320/16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239119645139014178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;20.08.2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our Baby Bitch's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;The 5 babybitches met up for a potluck birthday party at West Coast Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SLUXjyhIEiI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/aYAN-Ox3zic/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SLUXfMo6vaI/AAAAAAAAA7I/xB6BD8L4WKA/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SLUXfMo6vaI/AAAAAAAAA7I/xB6BD8L4WKA/s320/15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239119566251670946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SLUXZqYmLQI/AAAAAAAAA7A/qg_XdsmY0Gg/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SLUXZqYmLQI/AAAAAAAAA7A/qg_XdsmY0Gg/s320/14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239119471157062914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SLUXUvQ4BnI/AAAAAAAAA64/ivTX3HAUqP4/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SLUXUvQ4BnI/AAAAAAAAA64/ivTX3HAUqP4/s320/13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239119386567509618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SLUXQIfwTbI/AAAAAAAAA6w/5gAnORbid7M/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SLUWp7KoC-I/AAAAAAAAA5o/s3UElK3Cs7c/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239118651028147170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SLUWlz6WMuI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Xq9F-znwRLE/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SLUWlz6WMuI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Xq9F-znwRLE/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239118580361343714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoped you enjoyed it as much as we did.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys already.&lt;br /&gt;We should meet up again before term starts.&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-3472031244015862079?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/3472031244015862079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=3472031244015862079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3472031244015862079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3472031244015862079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/08/20.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SLUXjyhIEiI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/aYAN-Ox3zic/s72-c/16.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-6115969935372940004</id><published>2008-08-27T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:44:34.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amazingly, I passed all my modules for last sem, even my first FYP. Yes, I passed them all. Luck has got something to do with it. :) School's starting in a week, and it's the last semester before graduation. Wow, time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on a lighter &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(or heavier)&lt;/span&gt; note, some loser has been using my name and number on Alamak.com (yes, so kental), thus making me fucking irritated with numerous unknown numbers calling me in the wee hours of the morning, sometimes, even soooo early in the morning when I'm just on my way to work. It has been going on for about a week now, and at first I picked up these calls, only to throw profanities at the people at the other end of the line, but then I learnt to just not pick up or reply these messages. There was this one guy who called, however, who was especially helpful, telling me what that person said about herself (read:me), and yes, I was pissed. I met up with my babies yesterday and told them about this, and they were trying to think of the people who would do this. Everyone said one thing; Mirul's girlfriend. I mean, I don't know her personally and stuff, but I really do believe she &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; stoop this low to get back at me. I mean, I believe she has class. But heck, I don't know. And I don't wanna be the one to point fingers at anyone. We'll see how long this will last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-6115969935372940004?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/6115969935372940004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=6115969935372940004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6115969935372940004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6115969935372940004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/08/amazingly-i-passed-all-my-modules-for.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-6066807496633454502</id><published>2008-08-14T21:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T21:31:52.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SKQy6p2hkZI/AAAAAAAAA5A/z-gUb8Uj-gI/s1600-h/DSC00133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SKQy6p2hkZI/AAAAAAAAA5A/z-gUb8Uj-gI/s320/DSC00133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234364650159706514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night was AWESOME!!!! Iyliee, Juju and myself went partying, just the three of us (initially). We went the The Arena while waiting for Fad and Iyliee's cousin to arrive. The live band, great music, lychee martinis and vodka was enough to pump up our adrenalin for the later part of the night. Iyliee's cousin arrived soon after with a bottle of Smirnoff, and soon the three of us got into a pretty serious conversation. But, life IS like shit. I'm proud of you Iyliee, seriously, for being able to still stand through all the stuff you went through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SKQzDtHUm3I/AAAAAAAAA5I/fgmRavAiy9Q/s1600-h/DSC00139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SKQzDtHUm3I/AAAAAAAAA5I/fgmRavAiy9Q/s320/DSC00139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234364805654289266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh Oh Oh; someone thinks the lead singer of the band is hottttt~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHA.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SKQzPap8DOI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/BEAcZArGBag/s1600-h/DSC00137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SKQzPap8DOI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/BEAcZArGBag/s320/DSC00137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234365006857637090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it isn't clearrr! But he IS cute though! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-6066807496633454502?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/6066807496633454502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=6066807496633454502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6066807496633454502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6066807496633454502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/08/yesterday-night-was-awesome-iyliee-juju.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SKQy6p2hkZI/AAAAAAAAA5A/z-gUb8Uj-gI/s72-c/DSC00133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-2218083966532745254</id><published>2008-08-11T09:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T10:20:11.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SJ-h0uizf8I/AAAAAAAAA44/YhpIxumu4CQ/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SJ-h0uizf8I/AAAAAAAAA44/YhpIxumu4CQ/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233079219247087554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been pretty hectic. National Day was spent working in the morning, and then heading to Linie's chalet for both Fizah and her birthdays. I had my dad send me to work, cos apparently I was 3 minutes late from the normal time I had to leave the house, which is actually an excuse for my being lazy to take the train in the morning. HAHA. And so my whole family went for breakfast at Jln Kayu and my mum told me stuff about this crazy-ass woman trying to break my family up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It seems she's so into my dad she's been telling my mum that my dad's being unfaithful, and then going around telling my dad to go divorce my mum (all this through SMS, how kental). Both my parents have been going through that the past couple of days, and so I took the initiative of contacting her, even calling and texting her M1 number, cos my mum barred her from Starhub! HAHA. You're playing with the wrong bitch, slut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh right, back to National Day, work was great that day, sales baik gilaaaaaa, it was so good we only had 4 Gucci, a Fendi and a couple Ray Bans left. The counter was goddamn empty. Heh. Commission confirm bomb. :))&lt;br /&gt;Yan and Raul fetched me from work, and we then went to Downtown East, where just like last year, we reached at 8.30, and were the first friends to reach. Met up with manyyyy old friends, and Iyliee, Fad and Dinie came too. And and and; it was the first time I've seen Iyliee so quiet and pemaluuuuu!!! So unlike her usual self! And yes babe, you're most welcome(refers to you thanking me for teman-ing you on your blog)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream today ehhhhh Iyliee?&lt;br /&gt;*kening naik2*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and pictures please, Raul and Linie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-2218083966532745254?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/2218083966532745254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=2218083966532745254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2218083966532745254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2218083966532745254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-been-pretty-hectic.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SJ-h0uizf8I/AAAAAAAAA44/YhpIxumu4CQ/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-378766099644045079</id><published>2008-08-06T09:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T09:18:09.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SJj7mLdEOBI/AAAAAAAAA4w/1ia4xE0Trk8/s1600-h/DSC_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SJj7mLdEOBI/AAAAAAAAA4w/1ia4xE0Trk8/s320/DSC_0477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231207600519133202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God oral defense for G301 is finally over. It wasn't the easiest presentation, but it wasn't the toughest too. The only thing that made it tough was thinking of what to wear; as it was our second formal presentation, after our PP presentation last year. One is over, FYP2 to start. New group, new ideas, and new problems are bound to crop up. Oh yes, and I still need CE points!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy fuck, why do I get a feeling I have to be in Year 4?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-378766099644045079?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/378766099644045079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=378766099644045079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/378766099644045079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/378766099644045079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/08/thank-god-oral-defense-for-g301-is.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SJj7mLdEOBI/AAAAAAAAA4w/1ia4xE0Trk8/s72-c/DSC_0477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-5794961888965709261</id><published>2008-07-28T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:56:42.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SI1yceyfjiI/AAAAAAAAA4o/4zMyydRIUm4/s1600-h/DSC00058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SI1yceyfjiI/AAAAAAAAA4o/4zMyydRIUm4/s320/DSC00058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227960576073764386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait to meet my bitches later.&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-5794961888965709261?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/5794961888965709261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=5794961888965709261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5794961888965709261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5794961888965709261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-cant-wait-to-meet-my-bitches-later.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SI1yceyfjiI/AAAAAAAAA4o/4zMyydRIUm4/s72-c/DSC00058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-1980728442056173148</id><published>2008-07-23T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T11:39:47.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It’s funny how sometimes you feel, or hope, that some people think of you the same way you feel about them. How they seem to give you hope, that they’ll be there, thick and thin. How they USED to be always there for you, but after some time, they seem to get, say, sick and tired of you. It hurts, doesn’t it? Thank the Almighty for friends who would be there whenever you need them, yes, whenever. Omg, I can’t seem to put into words how much it hurts, how much it hurts to actually think that there’d be hope, when there is actually none. Zilch. Kosong. I am so god damn pissed right now I need my friends. I want to tell them everything. All the shit I’ve been facing, how I feel like I’m being treated like a fucking dog, being walked away from, all the profanities. I’ve had enough.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-1980728442056173148?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/1980728442056173148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=1980728442056173148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1980728442056173148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1980728442056173148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-funny-how-sometimes-you-feel-or.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-2697403211461602921</id><published>2008-07-22T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T09:16:20.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;angry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at what you made me believe&lt;br /&gt;of how you made me feel&lt;br /&gt;at your stupidity&lt;br /&gt;of the shit you put me through&lt;br /&gt;the self-hate you caused&lt;br /&gt;at the disgust you made me feel&lt;br /&gt;[in the mirror]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your name&lt;br /&gt;your face&lt;br /&gt;your history&lt;br /&gt;your false smile&lt;br /&gt;your beliefs&lt;br /&gt;your contradictions&lt;br /&gt;your past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;hope&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are happy&lt;br /&gt;that you find your happyness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;b&gt;most&lt;/b&gt; of &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you &lt;b&gt;pay.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-2697403211461602921?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/2697403211461602921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=2697403211461602921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2697403211461602921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2697403211461602921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-angry-at-what-you-made-me-believe-of.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-6590493873926009339</id><published>2008-07-15T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T11:24:54.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today is Akie's final court hearing.&lt;br /&gt;We're all praying for the best.&lt;br /&gt;Probation, hostel maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Please, please not RTC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we spent, what I call, quality time with him, before he had to finally leave.&lt;br /&gt;And he dedicated this song to us. Tough to let him go, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;I won't see you tonight- Avenged Sevenfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry alone, I've gone away&lt;br /&gt;No more nights, no more pain&lt;br /&gt;I've gone alone, took all my strength&lt;br /&gt;I've made the change,&lt;br /&gt;I won't see you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow, sank deep inside my blood&lt;br /&gt;All the ones around me&lt;br /&gt;I cared for and loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's building up inside of me&lt;br /&gt;A place so dark, so cold, I had to set me free&lt;br /&gt;Don't mourn for me,&lt;br /&gt;You're not the one to place the blame&lt;br /&gt;As bottles call my name I won't see you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow sank deep inside my blood&lt;br /&gt;All the ones around me&lt;br /&gt;I cared for and most of all I loved&lt;br /&gt;But I can't see myself that way&lt;br /&gt;Please don't forget me or cry while I'm away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry alone, I've gone away&lt;br /&gt;No more nights, no more pain&lt;br /&gt;I've gone alone, took all my strength&lt;br /&gt;But I've made the change,&lt;br /&gt;I won't see you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far away, I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't follow me tonight&lt;br /&gt;And while I'm gone everything will be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more breath inside&lt;br /&gt;Essence left my heart tonight&lt;br /&gt;No more breath inside&lt;br /&gt;Essence left my heart tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All the best, Kie. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-6590493873926009339?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/6590493873926009339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=6590493873926009339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6590493873926009339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6590493873926009339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-is-akies-final-court-hearing.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-6115308188787271031</id><published>2008-07-14T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:41:12.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FYP report is due in 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;And we're not even close to finishing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-6115308188787271031?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/6115308188787271031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=6115308188787271031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6115308188787271031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6115308188787271031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/07/fyp-report-is-due-in-3-days.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-2650064803820260035</id><published>2008-07-11T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:56:42.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHcHOnKWHfI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/D3FhNMYuKNg/s1600-h/CIMG1950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHcHOnKWHfI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/D3FhNMYuKNg/s320/CIMG1950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221650240571317746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She remembers it all,&lt;br /&gt;All the people who had said&lt;br /&gt;They cared, but did they really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She remembers it all,&lt;br /&gt;The sound of laughter and&lt;br /&gt;How happy she'd been, but was she really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She remembers it all,&lt;br /&gt;His arms around her and&lt;br /&gt;He said "I love you," but did he really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She remembers it all,&lt;br /&gt;The pain she'd felt when her mum left,&lt;br /&gt;How her heart ached, but was it really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She remembers it all,&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of being so alone,&lt;br /&gt;The feeling no one cared, but did they really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She remembers it all,&lt;br /&gt;Having friends she thought were true,&lt;br /&gt;The feeling everyone loved her, but did they really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, I really, really do love you Sue.&lt;br /&gt;You're the bestest best friend I could ever ask for,&lt;br /&gt;and you're always there whenever I needed someone,&lt;br /&gt;rain or shine.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care how tough your past is,&lt;br /&gt;how you have friends who say they care, but in fact they don't,&lt;br /&gt;how people around you think you're always okay when you're not.&lt;br /&gt;I am here. Always.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to live life they way you want to.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I believe you've been through way too much to be suffering right now.&lt;br /&gt;And; have I told you I loved you. No?&lt;br /&gt;Okay then, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-2650064803820260035?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/2650064803820260035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=2650064803820260035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2650064803820260035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2650064803820260035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/07/she-remembers-it-all-all-people-who-had.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHcHOnKWHfI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/D3FhNMYuKNg/s72-c/CIMG1950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-4564025032848304762</id><published>2008-07-11T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T14:28:35.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A friend of mine gave this to me just a couple of minutes ago;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(22, 118, 18); font-family: Lucida Grande;"&gt;hope you have a great  day ahead and i wish you all the best in your endeavours. It has been nice  getting to know you people and i hope  any mistakes ive done in the process of  being your friend, are forgiven. It was a wonderful experience which i will  forever remember and you guys will be etched in the memory til eternity. Any  shortcomings shall b forgotten while all good fun i'll reminicse&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(22, 118, 18); font-family: Lucida Grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(22, 118, 18); font-family: Lucida Grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's saddening how now, I realise, how little time we've spent with this particular friend of mine.It could be possibly cos of his past relationship with a friend of ours, or maybe something else. But, his message knocked me to my senses. How I actually really, really value this friendship. Him sending this showed me how much I actually felt worried, and not knowing what kinda problems he is really facing right now(if there are any). But Adil, if you really do have anything to share, you know we're always here. Don't scare the fuck out of me, and reply IMs and answer calls okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(22, 118, 18); font-family: Lucida Grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-4564025032848304762?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/4564025032848304762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=4564025032848304762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/4564025032848304762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/4564025032848304762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/07/friend-of-mine-gave-this-to-me-just.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-7421144247800770468</id><published>2008-07-11T09:27:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:56:45.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa4iONwnII/AAAAAAAAA4I/zYbTGLKGd1c/s1600-h/IMG_0686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa4iONwnII/AAAAAAAAA4I/zYbTGLKGd1c/s320/IMG_0686.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221563716053539970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post will all be pics from Kak Ida's wedding last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa4e0MUoEI/AAAAAAAAA4A/XUW_e7_-Ngk/s1600-h/IMG_0652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa4e0MUoEI/AAAAAAAAA4A/XUW_e7_-Ngk/s320/IMG_0652.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221563657528582210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa4Tjoq1jI/AAAAAAAAA34/cVGryXd-oFw/s1600-h/IMG_0559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa4Tjoq1jI/AAAAAAAAA34/cVGryXd-oFw/s320/IMG_0559.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221563464105514546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa4NP1kXHI/AAAAAAAAA3w/1f8jIVfSg08/s1600-h/IMG_0627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa4NP1kXHI/AAAAAAAAA3w/1f8jIVfSg08/s320/IMG_0627.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221563355711691890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa4GUhN4mI/AAAAAAAAA3o/YMq2I-Ixr8w/s1600-h/DSC_3354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa4GUhN4mI/AAAAAAAAA3o/YMq2I-Ixr8w/s320/DSC_3354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221563236709425762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa30ZLOHOI/AAAAAAAAA3g/sjwc9avsx4M/s1600-h/DSC_3271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa30ZLOHOI/AAAAAAAAA3g/sjwc9avsx4M/s320/DSC_3271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221562928721698018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa3vXXynhI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/0dAzlxBY6vA/s1600-h/IMG_0458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa3vXXynhI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/0dAzlxBY6vA/s320/IMG_0458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221562842338205202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa3qB8E2sI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/g7rRdKYzO-0/s1600-h/IMG_0425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa3qB8E2sI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/g7rRdKYzO-0/s320/IMG_0425.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221562750685469378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa3mZcLyRI/AAAAAAAAA3I/r43YO9xvoOo/s1600-h/IMG_0399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa3NzzripI/AAAAAAAAA2w/1pZI7Xg_vYo/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221562265855822482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa3IlmDIcI/AAAAAAAAA2o/04GjWzTsGzI/s1600-h/DSC_2939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa3IlmDIcI/AAAAAAAAA2o/04GjWzTsGzI/s320/DSC_2939.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221562176141205954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-7421144247800770468?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/7421144247800770468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=7421144247800770468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/7421144247800770468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/7421144247800770468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-post-will-all-be-pics-from-kak.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHa4iONwnII/AAAAAAAAA4I/zYbTGLKGd1c/s72-c/IMG_0686.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-9057168011533688590</id><published>2008-07-10T11:15:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:56:47.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still have yet gotten any of the pics from my other cousin, Kak Ida's, wedding last weekend. And so, AZREEN and NURUL, if you're reading this, please cepat-cepat send me okay? The wedding went as planned, but running around the whole day in heels really was a chore. From running around looking for a pantun(HAHA!) to confirming with the DJ when to play the right songs, even to parking the car to the multi storey carpark(cos of some stoopid fuck who just had to complain! Ergh.) Sorry Weeza I stole these pics from your Multiply. :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHWFjRigEYI/AAAAAAAAA14/eApheRQKlnI/s1600-h/DSC00104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHWFjRigEYI/AAAAAAAAA14/eApheRQKlnI/s320/DSC00104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221226184055984514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHWE2_-oKoI/AAAAAAAAA1w/dPMmU1czLQY/s1600-h/DSC00093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHWE2_-oKoI/AAAAAAAAA1w/dPMmU1czLQY/s320/DSC00093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221225423427873410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, school has been good lately, grades have been okay, UTs have always been bitches, but the lepak sessions after school is what motivates me to come to school, even if I didn't attend class. The last few days, Fatin, Sue, Akie and I had a heart to heart talk. One that I really didn't expect that day. Especially the part where Fatin questioned Akie. I just had to tear up. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHWHfkM0V5I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/65kKC8bHGUs/s1600-h/CIMG1924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHWHfkM0V5I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/65kKC8bHGUs/s320/CIMG1924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221228319369090962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And yes Akie, it is true. It's time you pulled up your socks and start somewhere. She needs you. She really does. You've had waaaaayyy more than enough enjoyment time. It's about time you go back to your roots.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHWEV2w8zqI/AAAAAAAAA1o/vbITGX7G3zk/s1600-h/DSC03865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHWEV2w8zqI/AAAAAAAAA1o/vbITGX7G3zk/s320/DSC03865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221224854018903714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fatin Natashe(HAHA!), I think it's brave of you to tell Darwis how you really felt about him, but if he doesn't reciprocate it, I think you shouldn't give up. He's young, remember that, maybe he just hasn't seen most of life in itself. Maybe you should just give him time. Cos Fatin, I love you to bits and pieces, and honestly, I've never seen you that happy. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHWkp8t9dPI/AAAAAAAAA2g/1EZTu6L0478/s1600-h/DSC00099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHWkp8t9dPI/AAAAAAAAA2g/1EZTu6L0478/s320/DSC00099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221260383586448626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sureena Samsuri, I've known you the longest amongst the rest, and I know practically what goes on inside your head, it's scaring me too. Haha. But you know I'm always here if you ever need me, if you ever need  someone to chauffeur you to go visit your mum. I'll be there, and I'll introduce myself to your mum cos I want your mum to know me, so she knows you're always safe with me. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHWGFqu9o-I/AAAAAAAAA2I/0JG7oMinYDI/s1600-h/DSC03446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHWGFqu9o-I/AAAAAAAAA2I/0JG7oMinYDI/s320/DSC03446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221226774934692834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Ida, although you're not always there with us, you know we all love you as hell. (But I don't. Cos your bro's getting married! Hmph.) We'll try to all get married together with you okay? WHEEEEEE!! I love these bitches.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHWEEAvoNJI/AAAAAAAAA1g/sLBpLWxh6AE/s1600-h/DSC03864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHWEEAvoNJI/AAAAAAAAA1g/sLBpLWxh6AE/s320/DSC03864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221224547460068498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHWGY1zSzdI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/2xztypvn0vQ/s1600-h/DSC03444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHWGY1zSzdI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/2xztypvn0vQ/s320/DSC03444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221227104323161554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-9057168011533688590?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/9057168011533688590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=9057168011533688590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/9057168011533688590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/9057168011533688590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-still-have-yet-gotten-any-of-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SHWFjRigEYI/AAAAAAAAA14/eApheRQKlnI/s72-c/DSC00104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-3268588027373874619</id><published>2008-07-02T10:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:01:34.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's funny how some people think they own you when they don't. Like they have the right to do whatever they want to you. They know nuts about the problems you're facing and pretend they know exactly how it feels. Like when you're going cold turkey, and you need someone there to motivate you to stay strong and not fall back on drugs, but instead they are not there with you. You get fucked for the smallest reasons, but smiled on whenever they're happy. They're like fucking girls with PMS. They're like having mood swings every single day. In short, the world is theirs'. I can smile only when they're happy. Fuck you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-3268588027373874619?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/3268588027373874619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=3268588027373874619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3268588027373874619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3268588027373874619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-funny-how-some-people-think-they.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-1223181447702353308</id><published>2008-06-30T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T14:27:09.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Too many things have happened. From all the hustle and bustle preparing for FYP, preparing tarts, FYP itself, classes, ATTENDING classes, boyfriend, family, friends.... Never ending. Thank god PP has been completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and; I have got to buy4D this wednesday. Peah's kid shat on me yesterday, and every single time I drive the car, there's bound to be bird shit. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from FYP event as soon as I get them from Aiee and Iiduuh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-1223181447702353308?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/1223181447702353308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=1223181447702353308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1223181447702353308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1223181447702353308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/06/too-many-things-have-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-2969222183112013909</id><published>2008-06-23T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T20:12:09.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My body is itching like crazy. And it hurts. It's so painful I want to cry. As strong as I normally am, I want to break down. Cos the pain is unbearable. I don't know what caused this to happen. I don't have sensitive skin, and I don't have allergies, not that I know of. Sue had this itch a couple days back too, but hers isn't as terrible as mine. I need answers, now. It's too painful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-2969222183112013909?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/2969222183112013909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=2969222183112013909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2969222183112013909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2969222183112013909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-body-is-itching-like-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-5156105710232745880</id><published>2008-06-20T19:15:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:56:48.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first week of school since the holidays, and I was in school only 2 days. HAHA. Self-proclaimed longer holiday. Everyone's the same, only some with better laptops, new haircuts, new loved ones, like Sue, apparently, who has 10 guys to choose from. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures taken with Athena's new love~ her BenQ.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFuTRbADa5I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/gBxzyDWBShk/s1600-h/Image85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213922921126521746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFuTRbADa5I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/gBxzyDWBShk/s320/Image85.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is supposed to be the muka-tengah-seleleh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But didn't work out the way we wanted. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFuTIk0iafI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/pRdK6rQda2g/s1600-h/Image71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213922769143753202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFuTIk0iafI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/pRdK6rQda2g/s320/Image71.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Semuanya cute banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFuS6gYhybI/AAAAAAAAA1I/hHbCWuRzF2g/s1600-h/DSC00922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213922527434361266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFuS6gYhybI/AAAAAAAAA1I/hHbCWuRzF2g/s320/DSC00922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With Liyana and Kerlaire lovessssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFuR8ESFO1I/AAAAAAAAA1A/BURMKpKPIJs/s1600-h/1_683090143l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, before I forget. Pictures from my cousin's wedding.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213921454739241810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFuR8ESFO1I/AAAAAAAAA1A/BURMKpKPIJs/s320/1_683090143l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFuR4pT_ztI/AAAAAAAAA04/6pRXgqyIqF8/s1600-h/1_916406576l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213921395959910098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFuR4pT_ztI/AAAAAAAAA04/6pRXgqyIqF8/s320/1_916406576l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFuRxJkt4WI/AAAAAAAAA0w/jNTUsyK_GtI/s1600-h/1_174577220l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213921267181019490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFuRxJkt4WI/AAAAAAAAA0w/jNTUsyK_GtI/s320/1_174577220l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFuRq84RpzI/AAAAAAAAA0o/-XIuBbo007k/s1600-h/1_301312649l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213921160694179634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFuRq84RpzI/AAAAAAAAA0o/-XIuBbo007k/s320/1_301312649l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-5156105710232745880?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/5156105710232745880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=5156105710232745880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5156105710232745880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5156105710232745880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-week-of-school-since-holidays-and.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFuTRbADa5I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/gBxzyDWBShk/s72-c/Image85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-1000962979574863167</id><published>2008-06-17T10:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:56:49.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Raul's 20th bash was the best clubbing experience ever in a veeerrrrryyyy long time. Below are the pictures with the "invited few", who apparently didn't understand that their dress code was supposed to be white (HAHA!), and it was even better after bumping with a whole lot of friends in MOS. Too much booze calls for uncalled fights, and I hate that. Whatever happened inside, stays inside.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFcpAlgnrRI/AAAAAAAAA0g/mXK8b3tVm6E/s1600-h/CIMG1923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFcpAlgnrRI/AAAAAAAAA0g/mXK8b3tVm6E/s320/CIMG1923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212680183750307090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFco4MHVbOI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/G9D1oK3napQ/s1600-h/CIMG1920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFco4MHVbOI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/G9D1oK3napQ/s320/CIMG1920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212680039494413538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFcouY07K5I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/62IxpvgpbAY/s1600-h/CIMG1915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFcouY07K5I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/62IxpvgpbAY/s320/CIMG1915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212679871108164498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFcokrnw63I/AAAAAAAAA0I/JeUVeYjMUng/s1600-h/CIMG1914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFcokrnw63I/AAAAAAAAA0I/JeUVeYjMUng/s320/CIMG1914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212679704354548594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFcoZJDMvGI/AAAAAAAAA0A/HfEABPKssIY/s1600-h/CIMG1913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFcoZJDMvGI/AAAAAAAAA0A/HfEABPKssIY/s320/CIMG1913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212679506095815778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFcoHFAu0EI/AAAAAAAAAz4/yf5yTUrjCkc/s1600-h/CIMG1912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFcoHFAu0EI/AAAAAAAAAz4/yf5yTUrjCkc/s320/CIMG1912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212679195774079042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-1000962979574863167?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/1000962979574863167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=1000962979574863167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1000962979574863167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1000962979574863167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/06/rauls-20th-bash-was-best-clubbing.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SFcpAlgnrRI/AAAAAAAAA0g/mXK8b3tVm6E/s72-c/CIMG1923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-7402969362225018214</id><published>2008-06-16T08:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T09:10:47.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My laptop just decided to crash on me just as I was bored to death spending my 2 weeks holiday at home. Someone get me a new laptop please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise my next post will be all pictures. =))&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from;&lt;br /&gt;My beloved cousin, Wira Arvien's marriage, and Raul's 20th birthday bash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-7402969362225018214?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/7402969362225018214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=7402969362225018214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/7402969362225018214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/7402969362225018214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-laptop-just-decided-to-crash-on-me.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-3270960817341454181</id><published>2008-06-02T14:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:09:16.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMFG. It's been sooo long since I last updated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been busy I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually, I don't even know what I've been busy with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I haven't been reaching home before 12,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I haven't been going to school on the last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet, I have, though, been spending waaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyy too much money on unnecessary stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last saturday was pretty hectic. Was with Sue from the moment I woke up, literally, all the way till I got back at 2, still with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basically it was supposed to just be a meet-for-breakfast-and-rent-DVDs day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But we decided on an imprompt town outing at 9pm,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Ria, too, decided to join us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Akie arrived soon after at 11, I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, and we had Mis chauffeur us to Al-Ameen afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, and yes, before I end, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if &lt;em&gt;you're&lt;/em&gt; reading this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;feelings &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-3270960817341454181?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/3270960817341454181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=3270960817341454181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3270960817341454181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3270960817341454181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/06/omfg.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-4462795909809557453</id><published>2008-05-16T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T23:31:53.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday we spent some much needed bonding time together.&lt;br /&gt;Eating at Lagoon, star-gazing, and gg back with sand in our hair... was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;More to come please?&lt;br /&gt;We'll go curik my dad's car again since I've already got my own set of keys *kening naik2* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks girls + Akie. I love you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-4462795909809557453?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/4462795909809557453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=4462795909809557453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/4462795909809557453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/4462795909809557453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/05/yesterday-we-spent-some-much-needed.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-1443182186145723051</id><published>2008-05-12T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:56:49.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCcmA7zifVI/AAAAAAAAAzw/2zFE38yMZi8/s1600-h/DSC00041+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCcmA7zifVI/AAAAAAAAAzw/2zFE38yMZi8/s320/DSC00041+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199166092318244178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mothers' Day was celebrated with two families, both Yan and mine. Yan's was a simple get together at his place, and mine was over soccer at Bedok Corner. It's a wee bit too late to say it now, but HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY TO ALL ANYWAYS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on a heavier note, my dad was in Saturday's The New Paper, for the wrongest reasons!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCckkrzifUI/AAAAAAAAAzo/tqODChryO4Q/s1600-h/DSC00880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCckkrzifUI/AAAAAAAAAzo/tqODChryO4Q/s320/DSC00880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199164507475311938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He wasn't satisfied with the taxi driver, till the taxi's passengers were so scared, they took a video of their 20 minute terror ride, (YES, 20 MINUTES!!), and sent it to the papers. And this father of mine, is the very same person who scolded me a few months back when I showed the middle finger at a taxi driver who cut into my lane (that CB kia). At least, my deeds weren't for all to see. This is the New Paper. Walaooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-1443182186145723051?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/1443182186145723051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=1443182186145723051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1443182186145723051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1443182186145723051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day-was-celebrated-with-two.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCcmA7zifVI/AAAAAAAAAzw/2zFE38yMZi8/s72-c/DSC00041+%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-3265305257997765159</id><published>2008-05-08T12:11:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:56:50.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCKCSBZMbdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Lb9mUHwLAcA/s1600-h/DSC00877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCKCSBZMbdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Lb9mUHwLAcA/s320/DSC00877.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197860166062337490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been pretty hectic (&amp;amp; expensive!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was Akie's court. Nad and Adil went, Ida had no school, and I didn't go to school. Oh yes, back to the story. Nad had to wake me up from my very peaceful sleep, saying;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nad: Seri, Akie da masuk ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Me: HUH? Da masuk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nad: A'ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Me: Kau betul tak betul? Brape lama?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nad: Err, 2 tahun ah. RTC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(Adil in the background): Dia bedek la Seri!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cb ah kau Nad. I believed you for a moment okay! Oh yes, and later, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; Nad told me, Akie texted me "This is my last message to you, take care okay?" or something like that la. Too late Akie, knew the truth already! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so after that, I quickly got dressed, and met them up at town, where Adil was shopping for his cap (which in the end he didn't buy, but got himself a pair of Zara shades instead. Hmph). Our initial plan was to go karaoke (like eons back), but we wanted everyone to be there first. So while waiting for Ida, we watched Harold &amp;amp; Kumar escape from Guantanamo Bay. Go watch it, seriously. But I think the first one was better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCKAoRZMbcI/AAAAAAAAAyo/SicYEZrmKFo/s1600-h/hak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCKAoRZMbcI/AAAAAAAAAyo/SicYEZrmKFo/s320/hak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197858349291171266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCKAoRZMbcI/AAAAAAAAAyo/SicYEZrmKFo/s1600-h/hak.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and so, after the movie, we went to meet Ida up and then proceeded with karaoke! I think it was fun, very fun. Last song was the best ah. HAHA.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCKFhhZMbhI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/KTrh45Vnyko/s1600-h/Image003+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCKFhhZMbhI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/KTrh45Vnyko/s320/Image003+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197863730885193234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday;&lt;br /&gt;Met Yan up, and again, ni budak ajak tengok wayang. We watched Over Her Dead Body, cos of (duhh) Eva Longoria. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCKE3RZMbeI/AAAAAAAAAy4/C8hNpC2b42I/s1600-h/ohdb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCKE3RZMbeI/AAAAAAAAAy4/C8hNpC2b42I/s320/ohdb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197863005035720162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chilled at his place till I didn't realise there's absolutely no more bus and train services. Walaoo.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCKF3xZMbiI/AAAAAAAAAzY/I0xiGmwPF_g/s1600-h/DSC00874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCKF3xZMbiI/AAAAAAAAAzY/I0xiGmwPF_g/s320/DSC00874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197864113137282594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Aisy(the baby) sleeping times are so macam mak bapak dia. Pagi tidur, malam active. HEH. So Yan and I took turns with his parents to layan this little bundle of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCKFOhZMbgI/AAAAAAAAAzI/mwPVD3rzNJ8/s1600-h/DSC00017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCKFOhZMbgI/AAAAAAAAAzI/mwPVD3rzNJ8/s320/DSC00017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197863404467678722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Ironman(AGAIN!!) with Akie, Adil, Ida, Sue and Zaf. Adil still yet to send pics. So lembab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today;&lt;br /&gt;MOVIE AGAINNNNN!! Will be watching What happens in Vegas with Fatin and Sue.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCKFABZMbfI/AAAAAAAAAzA/w3KPvraTRrI/s1600-h/vegas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCKFABZMbfI/AAAAAAAAAzA/w3KPvraTRrI/s320/vegas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197863155359575538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-3265305257997765159?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/3265305257997765159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=3265305257997765159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3265305257997765159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3265305257997765159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-week-has-been-pretty-hectic.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SCKCSBZMbdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Lb9mUHwLAcA/s72-c/DSC00877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-52993686825836857</id><published>2008-05-03T00:50:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:56:56.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;And these were from yesterday, Yan's birthday;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Raul took this without our knowledge, kirakan macam paparazzi shot ahh.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtjDlKKxsI/AAAAAAAAAyg/Qh_-UqRNiJk/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtjDlKKxsI/AAAAAAAAAyg/Qh_-UqRNiJk/s320/8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195855508267517634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pool;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtYNFKKxrI/AAAAAAAAAyY/U8go8U685OM/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtYNFKKxrI/AAAAAAAAAyY/U8go8U685OM/s320/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195843576848369330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dinner;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtYEVKKxqI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/7i5b72iIVf0/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtYEVKKxqI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/7i5b72iIVf0/s320/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195843426524513954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtXx1KKxpI/AAAAAAAAAyI/6ru4y2WI-_4/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtXx1KKxpI/AAAAAAAAAyI/6ru4y2WI-_4/s320/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195843108696934034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The two most important men(besides my father) in my life;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtXFVKKxoI/AAAAAAAAAyA/uXGluXzCp2Y/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtXFVKKxoI/AAAAAAAAAyA/uXGluXzCp2Y/s320/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195842344192755330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtU-VKKxnI/AAAAAAAAAx4/b5mjZg47ipE/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtU-VKKxnI/AAAAAAAAAx4/b5mjZg47ipE/s320/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195840024910415474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtUcVKKxmI/AAAAAAAAAxw/B4pL-vOUZGI/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtUcVKKxmI/AAAAAAAAAxw/B4pL-vOUZGI/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195839440794863202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Raul says, "10 years from now when you look at this pic, you'll smile."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtTZVKKxlI/AAAAAAAAAxo/DxjnpAggc54/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtTZVKKxlI/AAAAAAAAAxo/DxjnpAggc54/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195838289743627858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;From today;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raul, Dinah and Yan came over to school and decided to lepak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtMRVKKxkI/AAAAAAAAAxg/i9MXd8gf0gk/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtMRVKKxkI/AAAAAAAAAxg/i9MXd8gf0gk/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195830455723279938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With all the girls;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtL2VKKxjI/AAAAAAAAAxY/zj1FRAZAaUk/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtL2VKKxjI/AAAAAAAAAxY/zj1FRAZAaUk/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195829991866811954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Macam so formal gitu;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtLilKKxiI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/WhopNvbG_ns/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtLilKKxiI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/WhopNvbG_ns/s320/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195829652564395554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtLQlKKxhI/AAAAAAAAAxI/jxo1-U_5yz4/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtLQlKKxhI/AAAAAAAAAxI/jxo1-U_5yz4/s320/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195829343326750226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mak nenek pose;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtK7FKKxgI/AAAAAAAAAxA/0A_k-sj5uN8/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtK7FKKxgI/AAAAAAAAAxA/0A_k-sj5uN8/s320/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195828973959562754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ini taken by Yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtKoVKKxfI/AAAAAAAAAw4/hO-3PKvl6UM/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtKoVKKxfI/AAAAAAAAAw4/hO-3PKvl6UM/s320/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195828651837015538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ini taken by Raul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtHJFKKxeI/AAAAAAAAAww/T6T3h7JFQZ0/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtHJFKKxeI/AAAAAAAAAww/T6T3h7JFQZ0/s320/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195824816431220194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised there's another outing in which pics haven't been uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-52993686825836857?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/52993686825836857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=52993686825836857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/52993686825836857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/52993686825836857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-this-were-from-yesterday-yans.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBtjDlKKxsI/AAAAAAAAAyg/Qh_-UqRNiJk/s72-c/8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-3818729491986412252</id><published>2008-05-02T12:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T13:10:55.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Yan's 22nd birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eve of his birthday, his family called me up to come to his place as they had a surprise planned for him. He, as per normal, was sleeping, and everybody in his house knows how much I hate to wake him up from sleep as he would throw a bitch fit. And I had to do the honours. Knowing how tough it is to wake him up, I started at around 11.25pm, and he only finally woke up at 12.14am. Walao, spoiler sia this one. And yes, as expected, he threw his bitch fit, but was all fucking smiles when he saw the cake. Ergh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Yan's birthday outing was with Raul, Dinah, Jan, Eriyan, Sheila and myself. Yan and I reached at 4 (as per planned), but the rest, being the star(NOT!) karats that they are, reached waayy later. So while waiting for Eriyan and Sheila to reach, we played a game of pool, and some arcade games. The actual plan was to go have a big-big makan fest &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; the movie. But since everyone complained of being sooooo hungry, we proceeded to Youth Park to eat our favourite seafood. We still had so much time after eating to go walk around while waiting for the movie to start. All thanks to Raul who booked it that late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be up as soon as I get them from Dinah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-3818729491986412252?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/3818729491986412252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=3818729491986412252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3818729491986412252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3818729491986412252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/05/yesterday-was-yans-22nd-birthday-on-eve.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-9147444389422217642</id><published>2008-04-26T01:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:56:56.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember the post where I said I had to make a choice?&lt;br /&gt;Whether to tell the truth, or to help him lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well apparently, the guy was with the girl when he called me, and DEMANDED that I told her his version of the 'truth'. I played along and was sarcastic in telling her.&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, this very same HERO who was cursing and swearing at me through the phone when he was with his gf, called and fucking CRIED asking me to just please leave his gf a message at friendster. I asked him to just fucking leave me alone, and what did he say?&lt;br /&gt;"Please ah Deq, aku janji, kau buat ni, aku takkan kacau kau lagi."&lt;br /&gt;I agreed, knowing for a fact what his gf is bound to say stuff about me, but I had to do it.&lt;br /&gt;To get rid of this fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I came across her blog, and there she is happily writing about me.&lt;br /&gt;Read the words in the red box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBIUC1KKxaI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/-6xwL7MCCyU/s1600-h/fae.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBIUC1KKxaI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/-6xwL7MCCyU/s320/fae.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193235359173625250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything was a fucking figment of my imagination?&lt;br /&gt;And the only reason why I told you not to tell Hanx was because I promised Hanx that if your very beloved bf were to call me again,&lt;br /&gt;Hanx would call him personally.&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't want that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and so dear readers, in case you wanna know what I sent her through friendster, this is it.&lt;br /&gt;FYI, her beloved bf was on the fucking phone with me,&lt;br /&gt;telling me exactly what to write to her, word for word.&lt;br /&gt;So much for me being the one in denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/62331/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBIXT1KKxbI/AAAAAAAAAwY/yZHvcZSMnQY/s1600-h/fae.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBIXT1KKxbI/AAAAAAAAAwY/yZHvcZSMnQY/s320/fae.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193238949766284722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, in case you still think I am in denial,&lt;br /&gt;Chat logs, girl, chat logs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBIbRFKKxdI/AAAAAAAAAwo/I3xewKMYEAI/s1600-h/mirul.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBIbRFKKxdI/AAAAAAAAAwo/I3xewKMYEAI/s320/mirul.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193243300568155602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I suck at using the print screen shit ah, so it looks terrible here.&lt;br /&gt;Click on the pics to enlarge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-9147444389422217642?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/9147444389422217642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=9147444389422217642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/9147444389422217642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/9147444389422217642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/04/remember-post-where-i-said-i-had-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SBIUC1KKxaI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/-6xwL7MCCyU/s72-c/fae.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-6219372344241257155</id><published>2008-04-22T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:02:40.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dearest drug friend caught up in your trip,&lt;br /&gt;Holding on tightly but still losing your grip.&lt;br /&gt;My dearest drug friend passed out on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;Full of insanity but still searching for more.&lt;br /&gt;My dearest drug friend so messed in the mind,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the life you once had behind.&lt;br /&gt;My dearest drug friend craving your ice,&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by crystals and chemical smoke.&lt;br /&gt;My dearest drug friend you're slipping away,&lt;br /&gt;If only you'd stop this damaging way.&lt;br /&gt;My dearest drug friend stop selling your soul,&lt;br /&gt;Stop playing with needles and paying the toll.&lt;br /&gt;My dearest drug friend you're giving it all,&lt;br /&gt;To drugs you'll bow down, to drugs you will fall.&lt;br /&gt;My dearest drug friend you've chosen to die,&lt;br /&gt;You gave drugs your life and that makes me cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-6219372344241257155?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/6219372344241257155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=6219372344241257155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6219372344241257155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6219372344241257155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-dearest-drug-friend-caught-up-in.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-3284205195201517232</id><published>2008-04-20T12:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T13:09:52.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7138747b1cf6e208" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7138747b1cf6e208%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332248537%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C28EC9BB69D67AB21770690D5FBDF03BDFDCB94.52F5EDEFFEDED0A5E8891F8F203197DE6DC44F3D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7138747b1cf6e208%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOwZbFBrrE0A83O6JO3hEsD5qJhk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know where I got my melatah-ness from.&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;We were just sitting on the front porch smoking when my other aunt started poking her and asking her to do stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and this is my favourite aunt, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(sorry eh if your neck hurts from tilting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/04/now-i-know-where-i-got-my-melatah-ness.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-1571431496967858967</id><published>2008-04-16T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:27:29.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What would you do if you were me? He called up, demanding an explanation from me, on how she got to know about everything. He said he was disappointed in me. In me? How did I feel then when he said he could have been a total bitch and tell Yan everything? I’ve known you for years, and that doesn’t give you the right to tell me what to fucking do. You don’t tell me to lie to someone I don’t even know, when I bet she bloody hell knows it’s the fucking truth. I felt bad at first for having to be the one to spill the beans. But after what you asked me to do, just for your happiness, I’ve totally lost all respect for you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You, of all people, should be the last person now to ask someone to lie so that it seems you’re Mr Nice Guy and I’m the fucking bitch. You should be the one trying your fucking hardest to earn the trust and respect back from her. Not wanting the easy way out and L.I.E. That’s the last thing you should ever do now! You think it won’t be back to square one of she finds out you actually asked me to do that? That makes you happy huh? You want me to sound like some low-life slut, just so you get her back, and she believes you? And me? I’ll be the one walking around with the word ‘slut’ pasted on my forehead. Everyone’ll be giving me faces, and there you are, happily smiling and holding hands and maybe even going around telling people &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“tu ah pompuan tk tau malu tu.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m sorry. But, I really thought long and hard about this. I won’t lie for you. At least not one that would make me lose my dignity like that. Yes, maybe I did cause you to lose your respect and trust for me too, but this really shouldn’t be the last case scenario. Not to the extent of lying to get her back. That’s way too much. You love her very much, I know. But let her see for herself how true you really are to her. Stop lying to her. Stop lying to yourself. And i’m very sorry for letting you down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-1571431496967858967?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/1571431496967858967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=1571431496967858967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1571431496967858967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/1571431496967858967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-would-you-do-if-you-were-me-he.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-7161567883882172856</id><published>2008-04-15T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:56:57.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SAOCwqvHTcI/AAAAAAAAAwI/78BDFhf3LX4/s1600-h/DSC00826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SAOCwqvHTcI/AAAAAAAAAwI/78BDFhf3LX4/s320/DSC00826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189134968278175170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yan treated all of us to lunch at Fish &amp;amp; Co earlier today.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the service at AMKhub sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't even make out what the server was saying,&lt;br /&gt;like she was from Beirut or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SAOCa6vHTbI/AAAAAAAAAwA/jKMX4gWtWYM/s1600-h/DSC00825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SAOCa6vHTbI/AAAAAAAAAwA/jKMX4gWtWYM/s320/DSC00825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189134594616020402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Aisy is growing at such a fast rate!&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen him in just 4/5 days,&lt;br /&gt;and he has grown so much!&lt;br /&gt;Cuteeee, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-7161567883882172856?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/7161567883882172856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=7161567883882172856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/7161567883882172856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/7161567883882172856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/04/yan-treated-all-of-us-to-lunch-at-fish.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SAOCwqvHTcI/AAAAAAAAAwI/78BDFhf3LX4/s72-c/DSC00826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-6498149245150978097</id><published>2008-04-14T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:56:57.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SAI3Z6vHTaI/AAAAAAAAAv4/kPufRQJgtRc/s1600-h/DSC00823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SAI3Z6vHTaI/AAAAAAAAAv4/kPufRQJgtRc/s320/DSC00823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188770639087357346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm loving the hair extensions laaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;Definitely worth the money, but I bumped into Nanie today and she told me to get ready for some itching and oil-control issues with the hair.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I think I need to give the extensions a fresh coat of highlights.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow, we'll see how.&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-6498149245150978097?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/6498149245150978097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=6498149245150978097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6498149245150978097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6498149245150978097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-loving-hair-extensions-laaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/SAI3Z6vHTaI/AAAAAAAAAv4/kPufRQJgtRc/s72-c/DSC00823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-3248825083706806141</id><published>2008-04-11T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T23:55:43.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The conversation with Adil, Akie and Nad seriously woke me up. I've done too much wrong to too many people, and I guess it's about time to stop. S.T.O.P. I've realised my priorities. And I come to school for a fuckin cert, and that's it. I think by the end of these 3 years, I'll gain more than just that. I would have gained a whole lot more enemies, and nahhhhhh, wouldn't want that. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Korang nak cakap ape, cakap lah.&lt;/span&gt; It's just one more year for me, and that's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-3248825083706806141?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/3248825083706806141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=3248825083706806141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3248825083706806141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3248825083706806141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/04/conversation-with-adil-akie-and-nad.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-6905861445829967061</id><published>2008-04-05T04:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:56:57.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_aSON_78VI/AAAAAAAAAvo/CQXJ9YAlENU/s1600-h/DSC00773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_aSON_78VI/AAAAAAAAAvo/CQXJ9YAlENU/s320/DSC00773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185492793937359186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Aku sumpah muka aku yang ni mintak kena smack that. heh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Rencontré le mien. Il est lui un qui ne manque jamais de me fair accomplir vos phrases toutes les fois que vous ne les accomplissez pas. J'ai certainementla vie a été la bonne vie d'amour il est lui est agréable se réveiller qu'en matin sachant qu'il y a quelqu'un follement dans l'amour avec vous, la même manière que vous l'aimez, si non plus très la même personne qui a été avec vous pendant des années maintenant, et celle qui peute le rire. Celui où nous pouvons partir en vacances, juste les deux de nous et encore avoir un bon nombre d'amusement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j'aime Boyan, et le calmerai l'aime n'importe ce que se produit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you. I'm sorry if whenever we fight, I'd be saying the stupidest, silliest, dumbest things that can make you all the more angry. But, you know I love you. We've been together not 2, 3 years. We go waaaaaayyyy back. And all the petty fights these years are not worth it dammit. I know it's not like you read my blog(haha!) So I can maki hamun you if I want to, but I don't. I won't. I realised that I have done wrong, too much in fact that I should be killed(read:ancient times, not now stoop) but I know you love me too much to kill me. Heh. If any other guy were to be with me, I'll bet a million bucks that they'd leave me before a month, maybe two. And that makes me appreciate Yan a whole lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friends have been telling me time and time again to appreciate Yan, appreciate Yan and appreciate Yan(started since I was close to Fafa, so that makes it 2004?) But what have I been doing? The total opposite! I've been with him soooo many years, and they've been telling me to appreciate him since 4 years back!! I haven't even caught him with another girl these years. Not even an SMS. And me? When we were younger, nak jahat, semua sama2. The sparks times, wu bar, oh man.. I was what? 14? 16?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can say now is, I'm sorry Yan, I really am sorry. This is weird cos I'm normally all egoistic and wouldn't say sorry if it isn't my fault. And we didn't even get into a fight these few days, and I'm saying sorry. I have really realised my mistakes. Like really&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xinfinity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; realised my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_aTFN_78WI/AAAAAAAAAvw/_X1NWmExO9E/s1600-h/GnIcsH171620-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_aTFN_78WI/AAAAAAAAAvw/_X1NWmExO9E/s320/GnIcsH171620-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185493738830164322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-6905861445829967061?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/6905861445829967061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=6905861445829967061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6905861445829967061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/6905861445829967061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/04/aku-sumpah-muka-aku-yang-ni-mintak-kena.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_aSON_78VI/AAAAAAAAAvo/CQXJ9YAlENU/s72-c/DSC00773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-5736622847407795942</id><published>2008-04-04T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T14:18:27.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YEAR 3, HERE I COMEEEEEE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*raises eyebrows*&lt;br /&gt;and no school for me on mondaysssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-5736622847407795942?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/5736622847407795942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=5736622847407795942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5736622847407795942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5736622847407795942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/04/year-3-here-i-comeeeeee-raises-eyebrows.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-7929677615516567363</id><published>2008-04-04T03:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T03:24:50.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This will mostly be in malay.&lt;br /&gt;Last post for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sumpah niari aku puas hati. Tak sia-sia aku turun bila Ikin cakap tu pompuan nak turun. Apparently tu pompuan cakap dia nak 'talk to settle things'. Talk bapak dia! She started playing dirty first, and I couldn't possibly not do anything and just watch. She started tugging Ikin's hair. (sialla watch too much shows uh? girlfight means pulling hair, scratching, etc.?) Stupid fuck. And I swear Ikin gave the best flying kick today! HAHHA. Aku kononnya nak step hero ah, nak stop the fight. Sekali ni pompuan tarik baju aku ah. Ape lagi? Kena tendang American History X siol dia. HAHHAHA. Only this one isn't on the kerb, it's on the pillar. PUAS HATI, I tell you. Seeing her bleeding. Walau, I think I'm sadist. Da lamaaaaaa aku tak gaduh gini. The warmth of blood in my hands is orgasmic. HAHAHHA. That's morbid sia. Can't help it ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been living a life of denial. Aku tau aku minah, cuma aku tkleh come to terms calling myself one. HAHA. Aku da bosan la hidup gini. Cos when you think of a minah, u think someone who's english sucks big time, who can't even finish sec school and stuff. Ok la, maybe my english isn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; good also, but can make it into poly with 19 points I think damn good for a minah already lor. What more, I look the part, I talk the part, I even dress the part. Me OnLii d0Nch TyPe Th3 ParT. Eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, back to the story. I just got back, and my mum happened to just get out of the toilet. Since aku bodoh nak mampos gy on semua lampu kat dalam rumah ni, my mum saw the blood stains on me and she became hysterical. Ergh. Mums. It's not like it's the first time. Chill uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-7929677615516567363?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/7929677615516567363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=7929677615516567363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/7929677615516567363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/7929677615516567363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-will-mostly-be-in-malay.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-8110522107459483723</id><published>2008-04-04T02:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T02:25:34.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MOS yesterday was okaaaayyyy. Better only cos Raul and Hanx decided to join us at the very last minute. It was Fatin's 19th(02/04) and Fad's 20th(03/04). There were sooooooo many people from RP. Oh and yes, Hanx told me a couple of things that I never want to believe. No, not that I didn't wanna believe it, it's just.... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hard&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA. Da semangat save battery digicam, sekali lupa nak bring in!!!! HAHA, so no pics at all!!!!!! Geram. You know what's the best part of the night(to me)?&lt;br /&gt;-Orlando swinging Fatin around, apparently it was supposed to be some salsa move.&lt;br /&gt;-Nad dancing with Hanx, which was, erm, HOT.&lt;br /&gt;-Raul being extra terrestial. HAHA, no link. Okay seriously. Raul being extra quiet and not over the top, which is NOT normal, especially in MOS.&lt;br /&gt;-One of the last songs to be played, Back by any Demand. Yes, this same song in my blog! I went ballistic, I tell you. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't wanna club already. But Sander van Doorn coming lehhhhhh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Howww?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-8110522107459483723?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/8110522107459483723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=8110522107459483723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8110522107459483723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8110522107459483723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/04/mos-yesterday-was-okaaaayyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-2085084464239258332</id><published>2008-04-04T01:38:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:57:00.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the family dinner (which I told &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; roughly about in the previous post)&lt;br /&gt;It's basically a pre-get together before Kak Ida gets married,&lt;br /&gt;and it's Nat's 16th birthday as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_Uakd_78UI/AAAAAAAAAvg/uELn56KuyCY/s1600-h/IMG_2335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_Uakd_78UI/AAAAAAAAAvg/uELn56KuyCY/s320/IMG_2335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185079759817404738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Azreen and partner.&lt;br /&gt;The one sitting like a mannequin is the one getting married to my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Too early for wedding jitters, isn't it?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_Uabt_78TI/AAAAAAAAAvY/jAE6UeOlUpM/s1600-h/IMG_2336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_Uabt_78TI/AAAAAAAAAvY/jAE6UeOlUpM/s320/IMG_2336.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185079609493549362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kak Liza and partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UaUd_78SI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/YSKmtaGcrhI/s1600-h/IMG_2337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UaUd_78SI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/YSKmtaGcrhI/s320/IMG_2337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185079484939497762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yan and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UaLN_78RI/AAAAAAAAAvI/OdBjT6I-NXM/s1600-h/IMG_2338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UaLN_78RI/AAAAAAAAAvI/OdBjT6I-NXM/s320/IMG_2338.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185079326025707794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rezal and partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UaBt_78QI/AAAAAAAAAvA/b5q6qwTEUEA/s1600-h/IMG_2340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UaBt_78QI/AAAAAAAAAvA/b5q6qwTEUEA/s320/IMG_2340.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185079162816950530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UZ7N_78PI/AAAAAAAAAu4/2Ze_KC3E030/s1600-h/IMG_2344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UZ7N_78PI/AAAAAAAAAu4/2Ze_KC3E030/s320/IMG_2344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185079051147800818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ANNIE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UZpN_78OI/AAAAAAAAAuw/ezEhPOdYn8M/s1600-h/IMG_2349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UZpN_78OI/AAAAAAAAAuw/ezEhPOdYn8M/s320/IMG_2349.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185078741910155490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happened to be Nat's birthday too. Her 16th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UZP9_78NI/AAAAAAAAAuo/3wjpf0Od3IM/s1600-h/IMG_2358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UZP9_78NI/AAAAAAAAAuo/3wjpf0Od3IM/s320/IMG_2358.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185078308118458578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is just the cousins, partners, and grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UY59_78MI/AAAAAAAAAug/jSdUAl_QKPw/s1600-h/IMG_2367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UY59_78MI/AAAAAAAAAug/jSdUAl_QKPw/s320/IMG_2367.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185077930161336514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rezal, Nat and Rezal's gf. I have no idea what's her name. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UYmt_78LI/AAAAAAAAAuY/AEw0q1yJ9Uo/s1600-h/IMG_2369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UYmt_78LI/AAAAAAAAAuY/AEw0q1yJ9Uo/s320/IMG_2369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185077599448854706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's call her RGF. heh.&lt;br /&gt;RGF and Nurul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UXtd_78KI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Cr53sZ8J_tQ/s1600-h/IMG_2372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UXtd_78KI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Cr53sZ8J_tQ/s320/IMG_2372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185076615901343906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dah la makan free, we each got an envelope containing.......&lt;br /&gt;MONAAAYYYYY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UXn9_78JI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Gpa_guKhj08/s1600-h/IMG_2382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UXn9_78JI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Gpa_guKhj08/s320/IMG_2382.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185076521412063378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The one in purple is the one getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UXVN_78II/AAAAAAAAAuA/E05auHj6UKw/s1600-h/IMG_1556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_UXVN_78II/AAAAAAAAAuA/E05auHj6UKw/s320/IMG_1556.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185076199289516162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of my dad and a super irritating girl who happens to be my sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-2085084464239258332?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/2085084464239258332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=2085084464239258332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2085084464239258332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/2085084464239258332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/04/from-family-dinner-which-i-told-very.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R_Uakd_78UI/AAAAAAAAAvg/uELn56KuyCY/s72-c/IMG_2335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-451752813319974078</id><published>2008-03-31T01:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:57:01.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_PxN_78GI/AAAAAAAAAtw/NN08dZUG5Tk/s1600-h/DSC00803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_PxN_78GI/AAAAAAAAAtw/NN08dZUG5Tk/s320/DSC00803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183590140605100130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with my lil sis's newly refurbished room!!&lt;br /&gt;Let's change rooms, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;...........................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss school.&lt;br /&gt;Like, really really.&lt;br /&gt;One more week till we're done with the 10 week hols.&lt;br /&gt;And I just realised that my classmates are gonna be borrriiinnnggg!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know them, but they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt; boring, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;And Nad will be in my class for one day only!! ONLY!&lt;br /&gt;And Ii-duuh and Athena baybee won't even be in any of my classes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_PbN_78FI/AAAAAAAAAto/5XjN5lUSrlU/s1600-h/DSC00537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_PbN_78FI/AAAAAAAAAto/5XjN5lUSrlU/s320/DSC00537.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183589762647978066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Don't mind me terkang-kang-&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;. Apparently Nad wants me to look shorter.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_O7N_78EI/AAAAAAAAAtg/4mnwml2qgTI/s1600-h/DSC00133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_O7N_78EI/AAAAAAAAAtg/4mnwml2qgTI/s320/DSC00133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183589212892164162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My crazy-ass elective classmates.&lt;br /&gt;This was taken last day of Yr2 07/08,&lt;br /&gt;when most of them were pissed drunk.&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to Ben who brought the alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_MXt_78DI/AAAAAAAAAtY/4lMGwoGNumA/s1600-h/DSC01097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_MXt_78DI/AAAAAAAAAtY/4lMGwoGNumA/s320/DSC01097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183586403983552562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_MH9_78CI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/BW2N3q0zyZY/s1600-h/DSC00151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_MH9_78CI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/BW2N3q0zyZY/s320/DSC00151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183586133400612898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sue pendek.&lt;br /&gt;I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2nd person I made friends with in school in '06.&lt;br /&gt;And she happens to live around my area too.&lt;br /&gt;Now, she's a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lepak kaki&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_Kjd_78BI/AAAAAAAAAtI/RAYSR-vphUI/s1600-h/P3182368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_Kjd_78BI/AAAAAAAAAtI/RAYSR-vphUI/s320/P3182368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183584406823759890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;One more week to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_KG9_78AI/AAAAAAAAAtA/JfTaOJIrqg0/s1600-h/DSC00075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_KG9_78AI/AAAAAAAAAtA/JfTaOJIrqg0/s320/DSC00075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183583917197488130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is weird,&lt;br /&gt;but although I just met Yan a couple hours ago at my big-ass family dinner which costs my uncle $800++ and my memory card just decided to be a bitch and won't allow me to upload pics, (haha, malas to story panjang2, so I put how I spent tonight all in one sentence. Pictures as soon as I get from the rest, or when I figure out another way to get the pics from my digicam)&lt;br /&gt;I already miss him.&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead people,&lt;br /&gt;puke on your keyboards.&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_JsN_77_I/AAAAAAAAAs4/iBvDh0vEyAg/s1600-h/DSC00760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_JsN_77_I/AAAAAAAAAs4/iBvDh0vEyAg/s320/DSC00760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183583457635987442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyone up for this on tuesday?&lt;br /&gt;Lethal combination, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Chicken &amp;amp; Beers.&lt;br /&gt;Cuscaden, 8pm onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-451752813319974078?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/451752813319974078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=451752813319974078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/451752813319974078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/451752813319974078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-in-love-with-my-lil-siss-newly.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_PxN_78GI/AAAAAAAAAtw/NN08dZUG5Tk/s72-c/DSC00803.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-8230001670154440668</id><published>2008-03-31T00:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:57:02.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_Ipd_77-I/AAAAAAAAAsw/Pq1crbyVcZE/s1600-h/DSC00805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_Ipd_77-I/AAAAAAAAAsw/Pq1crbyVcZE/s320/DSC00805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183582310879719394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeous, isn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/62331/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/DSC00805.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-8230001670154440668?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/8230001670154440668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=8230001670154440668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8230001670154440668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8230001670154440668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/03/gorgeous-isnt-he.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-_Ipd_77-I/AAAAAAAAAsw/Pq1crbyVcZE/s72-c/DSC00805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-7801285699118039246</id><published>2008-03-30T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T03:06:38.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Muhammad Aisy(pronounced Aish) Fawwaz is finally here.&lt;br /&gt;He saw the world on 29/3/08,&lt;br /&gt;at 2015 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;after 39 weeks in the tummy.&lt;br /&gt;That's 3 weeks extra okay u naughty boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be up soon.&lt;br /&gt;=))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-7801285699118039246?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/7801285699118039246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=7801285699118039246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/7801285699118039246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/7801285699118039246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/03/muhammad-aisypronounced-aish-fawwaz-is.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-5183562933207819888</id><published>2008-03-27T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:57:02.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-p4Cd_779I/AAAAAAAAAso/w5_iWRHuIs4/s1600-h/batman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-p4Cd_779I/AAAAAAAAAso/w5_iWRHuIs4/s320/batman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182086305051045842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NICEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-5183562933207819888?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/5183562933207819888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=5183562933207819888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5183562933207819888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/5183562933207819888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/03/niceeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-p4Cd_779I/AAAAAAAAAso/w5_iWRHuIs4/s72-c/batman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-4029774934876321076</id><published>2008-03-22T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T15:28:45.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I think it’s about time I do a school confession. I think I’ll do one that starts from 2006, when I first started poly. I confess that;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraph" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;I didn’t wanna continue schooling.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Chose RP only because of this course; and because it’s within &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;walking distance&lt;/span&gt; from my place.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Felt damn awkward during first day of school, especially after not being in school for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a year&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;4.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;I thought I was going to hang out with the Chinese people at W25G, cos the Malays were just too “on” or so I thought.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Became close to Sue and Fidah, and made it a personal mission to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;change Sue&lt;/span&gt;. And she underwent a total transformation. Mission accomplished.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;6.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Oh yes, I soon laid eyes on KF. All the malay girls I knew then were secretly hating the fact that he was with this girl, from my school as well. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“He looks nice”&lt;/span&gt;, I thought.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;7.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;We got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;drunk&lt;/span&gt; in school a couple of times.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;8.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;We’ve been given &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;summons&lt;/span&gt; for smoking in school, that’s before they came up with the smoking corner.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;9.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;I really should be thrown out of school. Heh. No &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pun&lt;/span&gt; intended. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;10.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Enter year 2, I got to know that KF was going to be in my class, and all my girlfriends were pissed. I was actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;looking forward&lt;/span&gt; to it. (I don’t know why)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;11.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Somehow, KF and I became relatively close towards the end of the semester. He would tell me his probs and stuff. Although I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tempted&lt;/span&gt; to take advantage of the ‘situation’,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I DID NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;12.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;KF told me stuff that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; in a million years would imagine him saying. To me!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;13.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;I was being a good friend, and told him that he should get back together with his girl.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;14.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;I was pissed when my new friends(ketupats) said they actually didn’t wanna talk to me in class at first cos I looked like a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; fuckin minah&lt;/span&gt;. That’s minah-cist okay! I just look like one, I’m not one!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;15.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;I shouldn’t have broken Sue’s, Nad’s and Fatin’s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;club virgins&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;16.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;I shouldn’t have taught Fatin to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;drink &lt;/span&gt;Baron. Now she’s heavvvvyyyy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;17.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;I shouldn’t have gone to MOS on 071107. “Hey, I’ve seen you around”. I thought tat was a very bad pickup line, until.... “Are you from RP?” That was when I saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MFI&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;18.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;It was wrong of me to give MFI, who is from my school but not my class, my number. And we SMSed each other. Often. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Very often&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;.’.p.s. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yan only allows me to give my number to guys who happen to be classmates.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;19.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;It is nice knowing that there are guys out there who seem to be waaaaayyyy better than Yan. But on another note, every guy is nice when you just get to know them right?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;20.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Yan knows nothing about all this, and I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DON’T&lt;/span&gt; intend to tell him. Not right now, at least.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;21. Oh yes. One last one. I still want to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beat the crap out&lt;/span&gt; of this one girl in school. She's what, turning only 18 this year, and she thinks she owns the fuckin school. It all started when we were walking back from the carpark, and she was going towards the carpark. She just felt the need to look at me with the fucked up face of hers. As in, really look. Like head turning 180 degrees look. And please grow up. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Orang da tegur, tkmo nak step tak dengar then give the i-don't-know-what-you're-talking-about face ah. Tanak orang tegur lain kali tkmo tengok orang gitu ah. Sial nye pompuan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ni baru minahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-4029774934876321076?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/4029774934876321076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=4029774934876321076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/4029774934876321076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/4029774934876321076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-think-its-about-time-i-do-school.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-8229654909559375079</id><published>2008-03-22T12:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T12:14:29.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I HAVE TO STOP SHOPPING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week alone, I spent;&lt;br /&gt;$199.90 at Guess&lt;br /&gt;$75.80 at Cotton On&lt;br /&gt;$28 on lingerie&lt;br /&gt;$70++ on Pizza hut, Pastamania and Breeks&lt;br /&gt;$39 at Cuscaden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone help me.&lt;br /&gt;I really have to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-8229654909559375079?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/8229654909559375079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=8229654909559375079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8229654909559375079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8229654909559375079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-have-to-stop-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-3539108280357516347</id><published>2008-03-21T04:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T04:14:14.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He sees me all the time&lt;br /&gt;Never see me smile&lt;br /&gt;He tries to picture what's going on in my mind&lt;br /&gt;You leave me every night by myself&lt;br /&gt;You took my love and put it on the shelf&lt;br /&gt;You don't really care� how I feel...&lt;br /&gt;I should be moving on boy what's the deal?&lt;br /&gt;He wanna see me out that door... cuz he know I'm worth much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me why� I stick around&lt;br /&gt;Always lonely and I only wear a frown&lt;br /&gt;You don't treat me good and I know&lt;br /&gt;The only thing left is for me to go&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't live a lie with someone&lt;br /&gt;When deep inside I know he ain't the one&lt;br /&gt;He don't know what to say no more&lt;br /&gt;He wanna see me out that door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah azizi (yo precious) is mahiri&lt;br /&gt;He really don't wanna see me cry&lt;br /&gt;Mujko samjho dil peh mat lo (understand me don't take it to heart)&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna see another tear in my eye&lt;br /&gt;Baby break away&lt;br /&gt;Let you go&lt;br /&gt;He don't know you've done to me&lt;br /&gt;But he knows that it's time to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl my love is blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;.'. This song is so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gallery-ish&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Only the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;english/lilbitof Hindi&lt;/span&gt; version.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sue for introducing me to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-3539108280357516347?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/3539108280357516347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=3539108280357516347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3539108280357516347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3539108280357516347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/03/he-sees-me-all-time-never-see-me-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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-3721239373598085397.post-8117102580626815982</id><published>2008-03-20T14:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:57:02.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-ILIN_778I/AAAAAAAAAsg/PfMLS5qwooc/s1600-h/P3182371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-ILIN_778I/AAAAAAAAAsg/PfMLS5qwooc/s320/P3182371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179714757254180802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need more of them.&lt;br /&gt;Plus Fatin and Sue.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;070408..... Please come soonnnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-8117102580626815982?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/8117102580626815982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=8117102580626815982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8117102580626815982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/8117102580626815982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-need-more-of-them.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L8TcMdMCvXE/R-ILIN_778I/AAAAAAAAAsg/PfMLS5qwooc/s72-c/P3182371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721239373598085397.post-3825498252774548460</id><published>2008-03-14T07:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T07:12:21.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life has never felt THIS good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trippy shit, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3721239373598085397-3825498252774548460?l=bitcha-philic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/feeds/3825498252774548460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3721239373598085397&amp;postID=3825498252774548460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3825498252774548460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3721239373598085397/posts/default/3825498252774548460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitcha-philic.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-has-never-felt-this-good.html' title=''/><author><name>-AdEq-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15253882146790486027</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>
