<?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-4489213656420667321</id><updated>2011-07-07T15:28:49.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>readitandweep</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>204</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-856250205910434302</id><published>2010-05-31T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T08:00:26.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MOVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.beatentracks.posterous.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-856250205910434302?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/856250205910434302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/moved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/856250205910434302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/856250205910434302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/moved.html' title=''/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-3983421212324937633</id><published>2010-05-21T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T09:13:22.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, I Miss You So Much</title><content type='html'>Oh great,finally it is Friday. I'm expecting an awesome one though. My presentation skills are getting bad right now. I'm just lazy to justify my points. &lt;br /&gt;In short, awesome day in school, awesome team mates for today, spent time with the most most awesome people after school which equals to an awesome Friday.I'm just lucky and thankful for the great company around me now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched American Idol last night and Justin Bieber sang.Hmmm weird,I guess his voice has broke a little especially when he sang 'Baby'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="440" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fa7aeqN9ABc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fa7aeqN9ABc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, something just kept weighing me down.I wonder why we put up such a fight over nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Rafiqah for a jog tomorrow.And I'm hungryyyyyyyyyyyyyy :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-3983421212324937633?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3983421212324937633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/hey-i-miss-you-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/3983421212324937633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/3983421212324937633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/hey-i-miss-you-so-much.html' title='Hey, I Miss You So Much'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-2536365660983188872</id><published>2010-05-20T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T07:40:35.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Goodbye</title><content type='html'>I got so affected after reading the devastating news on how Thailand is coping right now.I just hope that the condition there would get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Hangman with the guys after school and it was hell fun!I just can't explain how much they mean to me. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S_VJuLmFgsI/AAAAAAAABVk/3ZJBfizZMBw/s1600/IMG00129-20100512-1813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S_VJuLmFgsI/AAAAAAAABVk/3ZJBfizZMBw/s400/IMG00129-20100512-1813.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473361979874050754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to surprise Mother with a cake this morning.Had it delivered and yes,she was surprised.Did I mention that I forgot to bring my mobile phone to school?Oh well, I did survive. On another note,happy birthday Mother dearest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If talking things out doesn't help much,what do you suggest then?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-2536365660983188872?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/2536365660983188872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/2536365660983188872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/2536365660983188872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-goodbye.html' title='My Goodbye'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S_VJuLmFgsI/AAAAAAAABVk/3ZJBfizZMBw/s72-c/IMG00129-20100512-1813.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-89894703011574281</id><published>2010-05-18T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T03:32:21.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Look At You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S_JoXB42ZNI/AAAAAAAABVU/wA1vJNbdxlc/s1600/last_song.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S_JoXB42ZNI/AAAAAAAABVU/wA1vJNbdxlc/s400/last_song.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472551242061735122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie that I've been anticipating.Like finally it is out and yet,there's no one who wants to ask me out for a date.Haha okay,no.Looking at this makes me wanna sing 'When I Look At You' countless of times.Soon,soon! And yes,I'm so going to get the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got no idea how your ignorance is affecting me.You've tested me enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-89894703011574281?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/89894703011574281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-i-look-at-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/89894703011574281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/89894703011574281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-i-look-at-you.html' title='When I Look At You'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S_JoXB42ZNI/AAAAAAAABVU/wA1vJNbdxlc/s72-c/last_song.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-7418210304790605169</id><published>2010-05-15T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T08:36:47.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Collide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-69SG-79XI/AAAAAAAABVM/4Wcq0tOVTVk/s1600/IMG_0648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-69SG-79XI/AAAAAAAABVM/4Wcq0tOVTVk/s400/IMG_0648.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471518716111615346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iron Man 2 on Friday night was awesome with the best company that I've ever had.Despite of the disappointment of not having enough time for Understanding Test (UT) that the whole of Year One had in the late afternoon and having to rush home before 1130 so that I could submit my Reflection Journal before 1159, I had a totally awesome Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite some time.Perhaps, I've forgotten how it felt like.Or I still haven't get over the past?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-7418210304790605169?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7418210304790605169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/collide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/7418210304790605169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/7418210304790605169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/collide.html' title='Collide'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-69SG-79XI/AAAAAAAABVM/4Wcq0tOVTVk/s72-c/IMG_0648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-1121328589395574448</id><published>2010-05-12T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T07:05:41.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Evangeline's birthday and I was totally clean forgotten about it.Ordered pizza as a treat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Math module. Got lost initially but &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt; I solved the problem.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swears that the class wasn't listening to the Snoopy because we were all commenting on the photo on FB.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lunch with Shak and Fadhil.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met Zac afterwards and slacked.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Only God knows how much I love them (L)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If anyone asks, I'll them we just grew apart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm talking in circles.I'm lying, they know it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-qzN5uV2MI/AAAAAAAABVE/x0X_7zB0weg/s1600/30567_428060116180_569931180_6038349_8043479_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470381748809750722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-qzN5uV2MI/AAAAAAAABVE/x0X_7zB0weg/s400/30567_428060116180_569931180_6038349_8043479_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-qzElkbQ-I/AAAAAAAABU8/npvWiQzqGQo/s1600/28852_423543830465_533345465_5378889_994459_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470381588780631010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-qzElkbQ-I/AAAAAAAABU8/npvWiQzqGQo/s400/28852_423543830465_533345465_5378889_994459_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-qyZUpOiuI/AAAAAAAABU0/mXvPUZs1z-o/s1600/IMG_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470380845502991074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-qyZUpOiuI/AAAAAAAABU0/mXvPUZs1z-o/s400/IMG_0631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-qyHmuZdhI/AAAAAAAABUs/p757Z7zYAKc/s1600/IMG_0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470380541118871058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-qyHmuZdhI/AAAAAAAABUs/p757Z7zYAKc/s400/IMG_0638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-1121328589395574448?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1121328589395574448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/1121328589395574448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/1121328589395574448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/truth.html' title='The Truth'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-qzN5uV2MI/AAAAAAAABVE/x0X_7zB0weg/s72-c/30567_428060116180_569931180_6038349_8043479_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-8828608738115605689</id><published>2010-05-11T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T17:41:30.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-imDLcNHaI/AAAAAAAABUk/0R8wk6z6vEs/s1600/31053_443813104675_719809675_5827057_2741191_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469804320982375842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-imDLcNHaI/AAAAAAAABUk/0R8wk6z6vEs/s400/31053_443813104675_719809675_5827057_2741191_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taken during Mother's day.Had a gathering with all the aunts,uncles and cousins. Two words - HELL FUN. (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went school with someone cute.Thanks to S for being the wingman.A coincidence though. Currently in school and yes, it made my day early in the morning.To make things better,I just checked my daily grade for Cognitive and I finally tasted an A!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Just don't tell me I have a change of heart.&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/4489213656420667321-8828608738115605689?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/8828608738115605689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/went-school-with-someone-cute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/8828608738115605689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/8828608738115605689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/went-school-with-someone-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-imDLcNHaI/AAAAAAAABUk/0R8wk6z6vEs/s72-c/31053_443813104675_719809675_5827057_2741191_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-7102269534049295941</id><published>2010-05-09T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T09:14:37.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling for you</title><content type='html'>I think it was really sweet that you called just to make sure that I reached home safely. I believe that what's friends are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little shopping with the guys at town. Eyebrows pierced,sheesha-ed and cabbed home together.Splendid day.Will post up the other pictures another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-WM7lGoXsI/AAAAAAAABUc/rVB73JoItq4/s1600/DSC04817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468932277711429314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-WM7lGoXsI/AAAAAAAABUc/rVB73JoItq4/s400/DSC04817.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-WMCehkMcI/AAAAAAAABUU/1vtXbWurTks/s1600/DSC04819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468931296692810178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-WMCehkMcI/AAAAAAAABUU/1vtXbWurTks/s400/DSC04819.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-WIm8xBwyI/AAAAAAAABUM/--NMVlMq1pQ/s1600/DSC04826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468927525239505698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-WIm8xBwyI/AAAAAAAABUM/--NMVlMq1pQ/s400/DSC04826.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-WIFo_7g7I/AAAAAAAABUE/k-LGqR84qAg/s1600/DSC04829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468926952997618610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-WIFo_7g7I/AAAAAAAABUE/k-LGqR84qAg/s400/DSC04829.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-7102269534049295941?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7102269534049295941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/falling-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/7102269534049295941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/7102269534049295941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/falling-for-you.html' title='Falling for you'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-WM7lGoXsI/AAAAAAAABUc/rVB73JoItq4/s72-c/DSC04817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-7261959150706098470</id><published>2010-05-07T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T06:37:54.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't wanna be in love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is unlike of me to keep this space not updated for quite some time. Blame my tight school schedule and plans that I always have after school. Actually school is not to be blame but my laziness maybe. So anyway, had a short getaway from the busy life of Singapore and went to Tanjung Pinang with family. I asked my cousin along so that there would be some company throughout. Wasn't much that caught my eye and I did a little shopping and was feeling unsatisfied. Overall the trip was like alright since I sleep whenever I got the chance to and the meal was awesome.Should go on a diet pretty soon. I'm thinking of a fruit diet and it is like so cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Managed to meet up with Michie and Rafiqah on Tuesday to go NAC and collected our final pay slips. Oh how I miss those bitches of mine.Michie had to go off first since she have to be home for dinner and had dinner with Rafiqah. How I miss those moments that we had. And now, I doubt that there will be more of that kind of thing since her school is like frigging far and our school commitments. That sucks, I know. All I could remember, I was the same old Syahirah when I'm with her - laughed my ass off, giggled at silly things and could just shout our lungs out and laugh.  So bottomline is, no one is replaceable. And yes, I love you bitch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;School?I still feel weird going to school. Like my brain is somehow rusty and I couldn't do simple math question about some gradient thingey.Yeah,that rusty. Kind of sick and tired of it though. Excluding the awesome people and pretty eye candys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-Q80gwvYPI/AAAAAAAABT8/i-RJGavQi2E/s1600/DSC04619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468562720379855090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-Q80gwvYPI/AAAAAAAABT8/i-RJGavQi2E/s400/DSC04619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-Q8ME_nSzI/AAAAAAAABT0/jJSDGu2raJA/s1600/DSC04658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468562025731279666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-Q8ME_nSzI/AAAAAAAABT0/jJSDGu2raJA/s400/DSC04658.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-Q7qV-qxBI/AAAAAAAABTs/ZxLW_T0wAzY/s1600/DSC04660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468556279289035634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-Q29l1BO3I/AAAAAAAABSk/NM8uJtXK_Rg/s400/DSC04740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-Q1_Wguz7I/AAAAAAAABSc/RzCp31umK7I/s1600/DSC04746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468555210025521074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-Q1_Wguz7I/AAAAAAAABSc/RzCp31umK7I/s400/DSC04746.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-Q1g7pzHPI/AAAAAAAABSU/aDVmHDdDr1Q/s1600/DSC04750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468554687419718898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-Q1g7pzHPI/AAAAAAAABSU/aDVmHDdDr1Q/s400/DSC04750.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-Q1HthMUTI/AAAAAAAABSM/DCwNdf68QkM/s1600/DSC04759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468554254128795954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-Q1HthMUTI/AAAAAAAABSM/DCwNdf68QkM/s400/DSC04759.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-Q0aNYJ_CI/AAAAAAAABSE/_sdfqkdh_HU/s1600/DSC04761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468553472406846498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-Q0aNYJ_CI/AAAAAAAABSE/_sdfqkdh_HU/s400/DSC04761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-7261959150706098470?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7261959150706098470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-dont-wanna-be-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/7261959150706098470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/7261959150706098470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-dont-wanna-be-in-love.html' title='I don&apos;t wanna be in love.'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S-Q80gwvYPI/AAAAAAAABT8/i-RJGavQi2E/s72-c/DSC04619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-2479790179584787838</id><published>2010-05-03T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T07:27:37.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Airplanes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S97coZEE54I/AAAAAAAABR8/ffCpzGIWQ4U/s1600/dddff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467049584155223938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S97coZEE54I/AAAAAAAABR8/ffCpzGIWQ4U/s400/dddff.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hayley Williams took the same exact words from me when she sang The Only Exception. Yes, I hope you're the only exception. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-2479790179584787838?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/2479790179584787838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/airplanes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/2479790179584787838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/2479790179584787838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/05/airplanes.html' title='Airplanes'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S97coZEE54I/AAAAAAAABR8/ffCpzGIWQ4U/s72-c/dddff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-3426319460619746074</id><published>2010-04-24T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T08:04:05.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect</title><content type='html'>Gee,I'm so peeved.I wonder how could be you with such a mofo?Initially,it was the cow that I'm angry at and now you. I'm giving you the finger okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty,I kind of got sick of the school system already.I'm sick of doing presentations everyday.I look forward to 3.30pm more than ever! Was supposed to catch Shutter Island with them but somehow it got cancelled.To dampen the mood,it rained heavily and we settled for one of the void decks to talk and the guys for smoke break.Headed to Zac's house after that and slacked till around 9 or something.Just when we wanted to leave, Fadhil realised that he lost his mobile phone.Like what a timing right?I just love them okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my dear Rafiqah for lunch and off to West Coast Park.I swear it's been a week since I laughed that hard!I'm missing her already.And Michelle was so evil because she was lazy to meet us.HAHA k joking Michie.I will still love you.I've got pictures but I'm just lazy to upload it so next update alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got no mood to update already so yeap.I just wish next week will be a breeze.Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-3426319460619746074?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3426319460619746074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/04/perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/3426319460619746074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/3426319460619746074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/04/perfect.html' title='perfect'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-5426627032058545893</id><published>2010-04-19T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T07:08:36.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S8xjWbV8oII/AAAAAAAABR0/8b7GfSfwmlo/s1600/webcam+raqib2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461849685041651842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S8xjWbV8oII/AAAAAAAABR0/8b7GfSfwmlo/s400/webcam+raqib2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yay I got jealous of him because he could take pictures using webcam and I can't.I dont know why but I just can't.And yes,he was in my team for today. A good team mate!And he is Raqib/Rocky/Rafael.Yeah so many names.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or people just didn't get what was I getting at? Seriously, if I come up with anything just to avoid you,it means that I don't want to talk to you at all and you just keep popping up on MSN. Annoying much.I'm not a horrible meanie so I will just let it go. Why is everyone getting on my nerves now?! Ugggghhhh stupid dickheads!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-5426627032058545893?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/5426627032058545893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/04/is-it-me-or-people-just-didnt-get-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/5426627032058545893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/5426627032058545893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/04/is-it-me-or-people-just-didnt-get-what.html' title=''/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S8xjWbV8oII/AAAAAAAABR0/8b7GfSfwmlo/s72-c/webcam+raqib2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-8336890168975972880</id><published>2010-04-18T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T06:40:28.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing God</title><content type='html'>I wonder how can you be such a bastard of a jerk.Maybe to you sorry is nothing. Maybe you just don't appreciate those humanoids that care and spent time on you. You just don't appreciate it. You never change,don't you? Am I lucky to leave you or am I regretting it? Well, I can answer this on the spot. I will never regret leaving you because you are such a player and thinks the world evolves around you. Why am I getting back to this?Because I can never forget.Perhaps I can never forgive too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling terribly awful right now. Talk about staying in bed the whole day and just sleep. No kidd at all. So, you can imagine how ill and terrible I'm feeling now? Considering of giving school a miss tomorrow but I ain't sure yet. I don't know how the system will be like either. How troublesome. And now the bitch of my brother is fucking grumbling about the lappie thing. I'm in a fucking no mood to entertain his fucking nonsense and wish I could just shut his fucking mouth up.Yes, I will get cranky when I'm sick. Yes, I will get annoyed when someone won't just fucking shut his/her mouth up when I'm in no mood to entertain their nagging. I never want to be this vulgar but I just couldn't help it.My mood now? Fucking sucky ttm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-8336890168975972880?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/8336890168975972880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/04/playing-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/8336890168975972880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/8336890168975972880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/04/playing-god.html' title='Playing God'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-1515922610377142068</id><published>2010-04-18T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T06:03:41.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is really hard to erase those memories that we made together. I was jolted back to those times we spent together when I went Bugis just now. There are so many of them and you could just erase it. Is it that easy for you to do that? I want an amicable one, but you insisted the hard way instead. I'm sorry but I just can't really move on.I spouted words which meant I've forgotten everything but I guess saying those words didn't make me feel any better. Or I think I do have a heart,unlike you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I'm pretty troubled over some matters which I can't really define what it is. You know, the feeling when you just don't have the slightest idea why you are feeling down and in the dumps? Yeap,that kind of feeling. I want to breakdown and cry but I need a shoulder to do that. I need someone to hear what I've got to say and to vent my anger on.I know bearing grudges is never healthy but I can't stay away from it. It is indeed tiring to bear those grudges so please stop getting on my raw nerves!Maybe I get easily annoyed and irritated but there won't be any fire if there's no spark. First impression last long and you didn't give me a good one,mofo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, a quickie regarding school. School is awesome lately. Awesome friends,awesome clique.What more could I ask for? (L) Met the clique over at town despite the fact that I'm down with fever and irritating flu.Oh please don't ask me how I'm feeling because it is just awful. Furthermore, I have to wake up at 7 just now to collect my passport and queue is frigging long. Upon reaching home, I slept all the way till 2 to make my condition better. Felt bad for having to wait for me and Fizah though. So anyway, bought what I needed and settled for Bugis since they wanted sheesha. The company was great and my condition got better of me. But once I reached home, it got worst. I guess they are my happy pills. I felt great and safe being with them. It is enough just for their presence. Second day of school was even better because of webcamming with Shak from the beginning of the lesson to the end. Wasn't it great dude? Except for the fact that my module for the day was shitty and I couldn't understand what the faci wanted.urggggh screw it,really! And I missed CTSS Speech Day just because I chilled with the clique in the library.Yeap,I'm feeling quite guilty. But I did have fun, didn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S8r-zfnYNfI/AAAAAAAABRs/1AZk7rgrVMs/s1600/s.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461457658753594866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S8r-zfnYNfI/AAAAAAAABRs/1AZk7rgrVMs/s400/s.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S8r-rHQM1nI/AAAAAAAABRk/byjH6hzRHuQ/s1600/shak+(2).png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461457514774976114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S8r-rHQM1nI/AAAAAAAABRk/byjH6hzRHuQ/s400/shak+(2).png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S8r-anAFALI/AAAAAAAABRc/rryOlh4pdjg/s1600/shak.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461457231239512242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S8r-anAFALI/AAAAAAAABRc/rryOlh4pdjg/s400/shak.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S8r-HLpDqxI/AAAAAAAABRU/wdu_f2LRjQU/s1600/DSC04517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461456897477683986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S8r-HLpDqxI/AAAAAAAABRU/wdu_f2LRjQU/s400/DSC04517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-1515922610377142068?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1515922610377142068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-is-really-hard-to-erase-some.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/1515922610377142068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/1515922610377142068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-is-really-hard-to-erase-some.html' title=''/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S8r-zfnYNfI/AAAAAAAABRs/1AZk7rgrVMs/s72-c/s.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-568221231585881128</id><published>2010-04-13T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T07:15:11.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parachute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I fall for someone,I fall real hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let tomorrow be a breeze.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-568221231585881128?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/568221231585881128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/04/parachute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/568221231585881128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/568221231585881128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/04/parachute.html' title='Parachute'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-7301816824311044068</id><published>2010-04-08T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T10:39:50.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alrighty,let's talk about my pre-orientation that I had just now. Well, it was quite hard for me to wake up early in the morning just to reach the school at 9 but I did came on time though.I was pretty much nervous yet looking forward to it but more of nervous! Rafiqah said I could just break the ice and start chattering with other new freshmen since I don't really have shame and my mouth isn't that heavy to open. I can't remember how I start talking with the girl next to me. I think I told her that I was nervous or something. Yes, weird way to start off but I was really nervous!Then a malay guy sat next to me and he was also quite a chatterbox I guess. And oh, I tried to dress appropriately to maintain a good first impression.Yeap,I was covered from top to bottom hehehehe. Unfortunately we were not in the same group or whatsoever and got seperated.But it was no sweat for me hahaha. Got to know people from my group instead and there were like 14 of them so it was pretty much easier to know and bond with each other. Nothing went wrong actually and I thought that they were really such sweet things. The SL who were from Year 2 even asked me if I was friends with the other girls before then I was like no.I don't even know anyone here,seriously!&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that there were quite alot of eyecandys too?OhmyGucci.Super alot please hehehehehhe.Okay so met Rafiqah and Michie at IMM and had my dinner.Oh they provide lunch and tea breaks too hahahah okay irrelevant. Walked around and Rafiqah shopped and I was feeling restless and tired already and off home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay going to jog in the morning so I think I should turn in now or something.Okay maybe not now.Later perhaps. And now my laptop is such a cow!So much for being new.Yeap,tell me about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-7301816824311044068?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7301816824311044068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/04/alrightylets-talk-about-my-pre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/7301816824311044068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/7301816824311044068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/04/alrightylets-talk-about-my-pre.html' title=''/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-7260586657092167872</id><published>2010-04-07T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T07:31:39.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Love Is My Drug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, I guess this will be a mass update of the whole week starting from Sunday. Been going out like almost everyday now and I'm tired. So okay starting from Sunday. I went to madrasah since I skipped last week because I was just lazy to get up. The weird thing was Ustaz just kept on bringing up topics that is like related to me. So it kind of knocked some sense into me and yes, I'm changing,slowly. Went out with family later in the evening since 3rd brother wanted to treat the whole family.Irah and Danial tagged along since their parents went to a funeral or something. Headed to Bugis and found that the restaurant had been closed down and we settled down for seafood at Chai Chee. I personally ordered chilli crab since I was craving for it. After dinner, headed to Dempsey since I didn't want to go home that early. Met aunt,uncle and other cousins at Dempsey. Had B&amp;amp;J's and it was 2nd brother's treat. Gosh, $74 just for ice cream. Worth it?I strongly disagree but we did have fun. Was pissed during the dinner because of some unreasonable comments but I think he made it up to me for the desserts so I will just let it pass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Monday- Went to RP first to send some forms due to my forgetfulness. Met Farhan first and proceed on to Taka to take our pay cheque. Somehow Daniel surprised us at Orchard so yeap,went off together. To make story short, met Rafiqah, Daniel went off first and the four of us went to Nana Thai for brunchner. Had an early night and went home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tuesday- Had a day spent with Rafiqah, Michelle, Daniel and Farhan. Watched Ju-On and I wasn't really that scared when I came up with that suggestion. Initial plan was Remember Me but the time slot was a little bit too early so yeap,gave it a miss. Super confident when I suggested Ju-On. Entering the theatre was okay too even though some parts I did cover my eyes with my cardi. Overall maybe 3 out of 5. Farhan was super noisy and kept commenting about every scene but I was seated at the other end so didn't really hear much of it. Talking about it, poor Daniel and Michelle. Bruchner again at Swensen's ION. Had my Mega Burger again and I did finish it hohohoho. I think I could really devour a whole horse according to the huge appetite that I'm born with. Farhan had to go off so yeap we went shopping.OMG la it is like such a long time since I bought a shirt.River Island and Mango woooohooo. Planning to go home but me and Michelle thought it was a little bit too early so we headed to City Hall and Rafiqah went home. Continued shopping and went home after that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wednesday which is today. Headed to RP for laptop configuration and I dont think I will get lost in my new school. Hmmm maybe yes since I'm never good with directions. Hehehehe I'm blogging with my very own new laptop.Talking about laptop, eldest brother gave me this since it was our deal if i get in to poly so yeap this is it. I asked him to buy from the school itself since it will be cheaper but he didn't want to. Haisssshhh waste money only la buy expensive one.Okay back to today. Rafiqah accompanied me and it was rather a breeze. Left the laptop there and headed for lunch at Causeway. I think Causeway Point will be my new best friend.Headed to the library after that for some reading and ohhh how much I miss reading. I wish I could just sit there and finish the interesting book that I've picked up but have to get back to school and collect back the laptop. Planned to go West Coast Plaza but headed home instead. Mother was surprised that I came home early tonight like around 7 plus.Hahaha she was very proud. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Urggggh I have to go to this pre orientation camp tomorrow.Having mixed feelings though - looking forward to make new friends and afraid of those bitchy ones if there is. And it is at frigging 9 am!goodness I have to wake up early just for that and I don't know what time will it end. Yeap great, my fault for not asking the guy who called up just now everything about it. Just hope that tomorrow will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty,these are the pictures.hehehe I didn't arrange properly so what the heck.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S7yNYjQLJvI/AAAAAAAABQk/GSkrPXRDVNg/s1600/y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457392301385656050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S7yNYjQLJvI/AAAAAAAABQk/GSkrPXRDVNg/s320/y.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S7yNAIHHKKI/AAAAAAAABQc/CT8c_SvYjN0/s1600/m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457391881783027874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S7yNAIHHKKI/AAAAAAAABQc/CT8c_SvYjN0/s320/m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S7yMvO8gnZI/AAAAAAAABQU/-aUyuavl8yI/s1600/k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457391591559830930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S7yMvO8gnZI/AAAAAAAABQU/-aUyuavl8yI/s320/k.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S7yMYxeDBwI/AAAAAAAABQM/hhYsMLbQeXA/s1600/IMG00088-20100404-2241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457391205690312450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S7yMYxeDBwI/AAAAAAAABQM/hhYsMLbQeXA/s320/IMG00088-20100404-2241.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S7yMJcLFVEI/AAAAAAAABQE/LFspMuib0hw/s1600/IMG00085-20100404-2232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457390942275589186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S7yMJcLFVEI/AAAAAAAABQE/LFspMuib0hw/s320/IMG00085-20100404-2232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S7yL3rux2xI/AAAAAAAABP8/HGoU_Fl87io/s1600/IMG00084-20100404-2232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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I should have sleep there too but I was challenging myself to sleep alone tonight. So yeah, met Mich at my house since she just finished her church which was really near my house. And I was really famished till I could just devour a horse.Reached Town at 8 and Rafiqah was 20 minutes late!Hahaha we played hide and seek with the CC people yeah childish I know.Deprived of childhood?Yeap,perhaps. Grabbed dinner at Ayam Penyet Ria and I wasn't that full. It's been quite some time since we sat down and talked and laughed and do some justice to girls' needs.Hahaha actually it is not some time la.We see each other during work like almost everyday.Never get tired,really! I feel guilty of not spending much time with Syakura. She is the missing person la.Fret not, we'll be meeting soon okay sweets? Okay so back to tonight.After dinner,we proceed on to coffee bean and continued our stories,lame jokes and things like that. I really got scared walking home at midnight just now. I don't know why but I just got a type of goosebumps or something. But hell,tonight was great. Love you girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I will be updating as often now.And next Wednesday will be my last day working.Awwwwwwwwhh how sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be a little vain/bimbo and whatever bitch thing.I feel so fat now.urggggghhhh cant wait to stop working and hit the tracks almost everyday and no eating fast food everyday.Yes! That is the cause of me gaining weight and with this flabby fats.Urgggggggggggggh tak boleh tahan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S647AjPa0gI/AAAAAAAABPM/lbgIyGA1Guk/s1600/DSC04462.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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S647AjPa0gI/AAAAAAAABPM/lbgIyGA1Guk/s320/DSC04462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453361079438201346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S646gC0sA1I/AAAAAAAABPE/7eETKvCCYDc/s1600/DSC04464.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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S646gC0sA1I/AAAAAAAABPE/7eETKvCCYDc/s320/DSC04464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453360520980333394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S645wZrd34I/AAAAAAAABO8/EBhd9B0o8Xw/s1600/DSC04469.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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S645wZrd34I/AAAAAAAABO8/EBhd9B0o8Xw/s320/DSC04469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453359702481952642" 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/4489213656420667321-4919344469245689620?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4919344469245689620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/03/big-girls-dont-cry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4919344469245689620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4919344469245689620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/03/big-girls-dont-cry.html' title='Big Girls Don&apos;t Cry'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S647AjPa0gI/AAAAAAAABPM/lbgIyGA1Guk/s72-c/DSC04462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-2880324880352482</id><published>2010-03-27T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T01:57:03.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh did I mention that I threw away my right eye's contact lens last Sunday just because it got dry after I took it out because my eye was in pain? Yes,I couldn't get any dumb. And throughout madrasah, I was one eye potek. Rafiqah told me that it would be okay once I put solution on it. And I just bought it!oh my oh my yes I know I waste money like I waste water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt - bring along contact lens case and spectacles wherever I go even if it is only for a short period of time. Meeting up with the girls later in the evening/night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invincible Youth always makes my Saturday noon splendid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;No breakfast and lunch just now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KBS all the way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mother went out few hours ago.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2nd brother went to KL since Friday with his bike mates.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3rd brother just woke up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And I shall get my ass off and get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-2880324880352482?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/2880324880352482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-did-i-mention-that-i-threw-away-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/2880324880352482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/2880324880352482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-did-i-mention-that-i-threw-away-my.html' title=''/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-1347174594493897020</id><published>2010-03-27T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T10:45:23.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just keep breathing.</title><content type='html'>Great,things are looking good for me now. Prayers were answered,amin. I can't wait to start school though.Yeah,back to study mood.So anyway, work was a darling this week except that it was pretty busy just now. To think that I survived working on Friday night. And Daniel kept stealing my pens. What a pen-stealer,really!!Everyone was such a dear so yeap, I'm rather torn to leave them. But oh well. Oh yes!Before going to work, went to the dentist to de-band my lower braces.OMG my lower set looks very fake and white.I feel so bogeh pleaze. Even mother was like hahahha your teeth looks fake.And I find it so weird talking and having my tongue to slide over a smooth surface ohhhhhh that feeling.Getting retainers next week. And everyone at work was like woahhhh take out already ah so cool please.I can't stop looking at my teeth hahahhahaha action I know right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a haircut a week ago and I think I cut too much hair.Personally,I really hate layering. I just prefer the length to be all equal.But hell, I let the hairdresser do what she wants to do.Actually it was not that bad la and I love my hair colour hehehehehehehe.Gonna redo it again though. So yeap,Pizza Hut for dinner with Michie hahahhhahhaa what the hell,I mean Michelle and dessert at Mac's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,I'm no good in remembering what I did the whole day what's more the whole week. Okay,my eyes are all puffy and huge eye bags even Shafa said that.Oh yes, talking about her - we coincidentally met at Mac's Taka when I was having my break.HAHAHA that girl suddenly came up to me and said "nanti aku teman kan kau makan eh" haha was I shocked to see some random girl came up to me like that. Some what caught up over that half an hour of break and we've got to get back to our respective work. I got to put on the cream that I bought from The Body Shop.Cost me a bomb hahaha k not really bomb la but expensive okay just for that small tube of cream.Stopped using it for a while because I'm lazy urgggh what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note,I've lost a kg.4 more to go. And mother's touch really does wonder I think! My body was aching real bad yesterday and Mother did her magic.And yes!I do feel better now.Yeah yeah I love my mother.Who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S6zx275iGkI/AAAAAAAABO0/PNrkKDfgYEo/s1600/k.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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S6zx275iGkI/AAAAAAAABO0/PNrkKDfgYEo/s320/k.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452999174933060162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S6zxlgHWGaI/AAAAAAAABOs/2_T-I2EJCJo/s1600/25240_390600427355_716662355_3539388_7453037_n.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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S6zxlgHWGaI/AAAAAAAABOs/2_T-I2EJCJo/s320/25240_390600427355_716662355_3539388_7453037_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452998875417024930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,this is the screwed haircut.thank you very much.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S6zxT9sKuuI/AAAAAAAABOk/BCFg2PPn_DQ/s1600/25240_390596917355_716662355_3539333_3846434_n.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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S6zxT9sKuuI/AAAAAAAABOk/BCFg2PPn_DQ/s320/25240_390596917355_716662355_3539333_3846434_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452998574118451938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See,look how puffed up my eyes are.Eyyerrr uglllyyyyy&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/4489213656420667321-1347174594493897020?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1347174594493897020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-keep-breathing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/1347174594493897020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/1347174594493897020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-keep-breathing.html' title='Just keep breathing.'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S6zx275iGkI/AAAAAAAABO0/PNrkKDfgYEo/s72-c/k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-8690748921767330916</id><published>2010-03-21T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T08:53:51.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Move On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gained a whole 5 effing kg in a week which concludes - I IZ FAT.&lt;br /&gt;Harlina even said that I gained weight.How sad can I be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss my long hair :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;You're stuck in the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt; When you thought you were rolling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt; But you can't move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt; You feel like your able to live past the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt; But you can't move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Asking why asking why why I cant move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-8690748921767330916?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/8690748921767330916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/03/cant-move-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/8690748921767330916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/8690748921767330916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/03/cant-move-on.html' title='Can&apos;t Move On'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-3442323811654730993</id><published>2010-03-16T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T09:48:24.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm extremely exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;I think I do deserve a massage.A whole body one.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh just the thought of it tempts me.&lt;br /&gt;RP's website are not cooperating with me and I couldn't check my results.&lt;br /&gt;Urgggghhh fed up ah.&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, Happy 18th Birthday Ewin.&lt;br /&gt;I shall now call it a day.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-3442323811654730993?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3442323811654730993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-extremely-exhausted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/3442323811654730993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/3442323811654730993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-extremely-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-8834063826889996865</id><published>2010-03-15T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T20:25:13.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great, just great.Republic is not picking up my calls.Or instead I was led to the voicemail or whatever it is. I'm like really confused now.Just hope they will reply my email. Let's cross fingers shall we?Nah, they will reply to my email, just like NP. Such darlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway,it is chaotic in the living room right now. Cousins slept over at my house since they wanted to watch soccer or whatever boys stuff last night and Irfan just came over. Eldest brother went to repair his car or whatever since someone hit it or something.Urrggh adult stuff. On a second thought, I don't want to grow up. Adulthood is so complicated. I just love it when people makes the decisions for you, may you like it or not.I didn't go to the camp thing because I was just plain lazy and the weather during weekends were so seducing and tempting.I do feel bad nonetheless. Watched the telly and rotted my ass off.God, great life.On the downside, I'll be working later and doing closing. Urggh such a chore. I hope no one is pmsing (including yours truly) and be such a dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, Irfan's crying now because the boys went down to Grandma's to shower. Have to get off now and console him.Haiyaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S I think Adam Lambert is hot in his 'What do you want from me' video.Just with his fringe down.I just have this soft spot for boys with fringe/hair like that.Hehehehe cheeky i knw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-8834063826889996865?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/8834063826889996865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/03/great-just-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/8834063826889996865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/8834063826889996865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/03/great-just-great.html' title=''/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-4238957806901044306</id><published>2010-03-13T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T10:18:30.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh boy,I'm shagged.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;First time working on a Friday - BUSY, really busy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Awesome night with Rafi and Mich - Pastamania and Coffee Bean after work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just reached home an hour plus ago.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm lazy to go for some camp tomorrow even though it is at 6pm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laptop is very perangai now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doing closing the whole week next week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How tiring my life is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I shall turn in now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S5qEmaGXlII/AAAAAAAABOc/qY_sRNpDy_0/s1600-h/DSC04324.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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S5qEmaGXlII/AAAAAAAABOc/qY_sRNpDy_0/s320/DSC04324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447812494633964674" 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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S5qDo2qcPaI/AAAAAAAABOU/0QnwkKIqhFI/s1600-h/DSC04382.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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S5qDo2qcPaI/AAAAAAAABOU/0QnwkKIqhFI/s320/DSC04382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447811437149568418" 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/4489213656420667321-4238957806901044306?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4238957806901044306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-boyim-shagged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4238957806901044306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4238957806901044306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-boyim-shagged.html' title='Feeling sorry'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S5qEmaGXlII/AAAAAAAABOc/qY_sRNpDy_0/s72-c/DSC04324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-40881262151553082</id><published>2010-03-07T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T09:35:16.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Up</title><content type='html'>Alrighty, I'm pissed with my hair. Urgggh,the urge of chopping it. After George leave then I will have a visit with the hairdresser. So anyway, had a little shopping today. Was I a happy girl?! After I made my purchase, I was all smiles and kept saying "I'm a happy girl *wide smile*" Ended the day at West Coast Plaza with Coffee Bean. Short day indeed but hey, I still had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, 7 March is finally here!Eh literally sia!It's past midnight already! I will be heading to the Indoor Stadium in few hours time!HAHAHAHA EXCITED OR WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random note here - I can't really wait to get older, 20-ish or something, get married and have kids. Just the mere thought of parenthood really excites me. I've got no slightest clue why but I'm just looking forward to it. Yeah, I know how life will get difficult and more difficult but that phase will make an individual strong and mature isn't it? I'm green with envy how a woman, a wife and a mother to be exact to be so strong, never to throw in the towel and will work hard just to please her loved ones. I guess there are more than one side in a person. Some just don't wish to express the softer side of them and showed their coldness instead. Only time will tell and they will show it ultimately.Been there, done that. Some just won't show their love till the time is ripe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for putting 'away' on MSN. Seriously, don't they understand the meaning of 'away'? Getting on my nerves. Okay perangai time - ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair still smells of the dye and it's giving me the dizzy spell. And I still haven't buy 'Dear John'. Or should I get 'The Lovely Bones' instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder of I should be happy about it. Sigh, sad case. But Darling, You are the only exception. Chey chey chey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-40881262151553082?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/40881262151553082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/03/looking-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/40881262151553082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/40881262151553082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/03/looking-up.html' title='Looking Up'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-2571433809252944009</id><published>2010-03-04T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T09:32:17.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch me</title><content type='html'>This sucks,that sucks.Life sucks.Everything suck! I got so cranky lately!  Slept like a baby (or should I say swine?) last night. Felt like continue my sleep but hell, I dragged myself to the toilet and got ready for work. Really took my own sweet time since the weather was being such a dog and I don't want to perspire from the effect of rushing to work. Ahhh, the feeling of air-conditioner in the bus was like heaven!And Rafiqah didn't come to work today and was I bored to death! No one to talk to in the bus, at work and going home.Okay, a little exaggeration here.  So anyway, customers didn't make me feel better too. For the past few days, female dogs, stuck-ups and snobs kept coming and giving stares, attitude and whatsoever. Yes, I was not very happy about it but I closed both eyes,not one but both. Patience is a virtue. But some were such a dear and polite - the type of people who deserved our service. Doing closing also makes me go crazy especially tonight when Daniel blasted my type of music. &amp;amp; I think work is toning my calves due to the standing,walking and a little bit of running. Great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know I should be sleeping now but my shift is at 5 tomorrow and my pay is fucking tomorrow!OMG I can't wait to put my hands on the hard earned money! All I know is that tomorrow will be a short day and time will fly real fast.Let's cross fingers and hope so alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started dreaming of weird things. I can't stop pondering about it.Why oh why?!I should get over it now. Love at first sight?I've always thought it is bullshit but I think it lasts for me(?). I was quite bummed when I look through the pictures, conversation and such. Why, why, why?! Just forget about it, sya. The pastures are greener on the other side. Now I don't think it is the right time yet. Yes, am pretty sure about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah oh yeah Sunday is coming!Can't wait, can't wait! 7 March, 7 March, 7 March!&lt;br /&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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S46bATvahoI/AAAAAAAABOM/K7sWu4ZIWqw/s1600-h/DSC04104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S46bATvahoI/AAAAAAAABOM/K7sWu4ZIWqw/s320/DSC04104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444459429138957954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss the girl in the center a whole lot. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-2571433809252944009?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/2571433809252944009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/03/catch-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/2571433809252944009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/2571433809252944009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/03/catch-me.html' title='Catch me'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S46bATvahoI/AAAAAAAABOM/K7sWu4ZIWqw/s72-c/DSC04104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-7567063899215888331</id><published>2010-03-01T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T14:29:46.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You got nothing on me.</title><content type='html'>I've always thought that not everyone Facebook but I guess I was wrong about that. I'm wondering why am I up this early when work starts at noon.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; In fact, the lazy attitude is coming and I just felt like taking MC today HAHAHA. But the thought of my pay is coming in this Thursday and I want to get a quite huge amount of money, hmm I think I will just live with it. And it is first of March already! Awwww, how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I felt sad/demoralised when I found out about someone's status over Facebook. But yeah, I do think that I'm not ready for something new. It seems that I can't get over it? Urgggghhh irritating much. I don't think I will ever walk past there anymore.Nope. I'm happy with life currently, apart of going to work almost everyday, facing demanding and unreasonable customers and stuckups. Yes, pretty much like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for an amicable break up. Whatever dude,whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-7567063899215888331?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7567063899215888331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-got-nothing-on-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/7567063899215888331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/7567063899215888331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-got-nothing-on-me.html' title='You got nothing on me.'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-6795429208914598428</id><published>2010-02-26T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T07:37:04.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life was never a bed of roses</title><content type='html'>Right,true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going out on my off days.Was planning to stay home but yeah,it just didn't work out as planned. Dentist appointment today before going to Mich's house. My upper set of teeth is now in pain till I ate pizza using fork and knife.Going to de-band soon I guess. Taking off the lower one first and I think it will be super cacat la HAHAHA.And there are like so many metals and wires in my mouth and she just kept adding it on every month urggggh.Talk about enjoying eating pizza with your hands. Isn't that satisfying? Met Rafiqah before heading to town to take Mich's wallet from someone and the two girls went shopping. Urghhh green with envy. Nothing caught my eye though. They were either too big or I was having second thoughts about it. So anyway, headed to Ewin's workplace and called pizza there. Illa and Eff was there too so we got over confident and bought extra large.HAHAHA and there was alot of leftovers  I suppose.  Off to Mc and I suppose Eyecandy wasn't there. How sad I was. I wasn't really that bummed anyway. Or was it just me who is not ready for something new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was alright.I enjoyed it more than I did before. People at work was very sweet and supportive, giving advice and saying bad things about him.HAHAHA I love them manz.This week was quite a bummer or was I cursed by him?I just can't put focus on work and was still upset by the break up.Like hello, at least I have a heart and feelings to feel this way unlike some people who thought of it as a small matter and even deleted me from FB. Talk about being mature and older but behaving in this manner.I was like WHAAAAAAAAAT?! You've got no idea how pissed I was when I got to know about it. Can't you just live with it?Who cheated on who now and whose attitude suck? Obviously yours, mister. Clearly, I made the wrong choice. Bloody wrong choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken backside la, I've been swearing and cursing these days. Thanks to some of the demanding and impatient customers that I have to face almost everyday. Most of them were polite and civilized I should say. I only had two slices of pizza just now and I'm hungry. Shall get McDonald's later. And no, I'm not hoping for any miracle to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blahhh,I'm lazy to upload pictures. Next time perhaps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-6795429208914598428?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/6795429208914598428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-was-never-bed-of-roses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/6795429208914598428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/6795429208914598428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-was-never-bed-of-roses.html' title='Life was never a bed of roses'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-6884939388507719713</id><published>2010-02-19T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T07:10:09.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way That I Loved You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's over. It takes time for me to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I've found my happy escape. God,tonight was great.&lt;br /&gt;Eyecandy &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-J7J_IWUhls&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-J7J_IWUhls&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paramore,I'm coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-6884939388507719713?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/6884939388507719713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/02/way-that-i-loved-you_1395.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/6884939388507719713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/6884939388507719713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/02/way-that-i-loved-you_1395.html' title='The Way That I Loved You'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-5827252693884097530</id><published>2010-02-15T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T22:11:47.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If We Ever Meet Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll never be the same - if we ever meet again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Won't let you get away - say, if we ever meet again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This free fall's, got me so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiss me all night, don't ever let me go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll never be the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if we ever meet again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you come here much? I swear I've seen your face before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hope you don't see me flash, but I cant help but want you more, more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby tell me whats your story &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I ain't shy, don't you worry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm flirting with my eyes, wanna leave with you tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So do you come here much, I gotta see your face some more, some more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-5827252693884097530?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/5827252693884097530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-we-ever-meet-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/5827252693884097530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/5827252693884097530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-we-ever-meet-again.html' title='If We Ever Meet Again'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-4982990117393463356</id><published>2010-02-15T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T22:23:24.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh blah,this week sucks.However I do like the feeling of staying at home.I hope I'm grounded or something. Am supposed to go Malaysia today BUT my passport expired.You've got no idea how pissed I was when I checked it yesterday.Don't talk about how did my weekends go because I was super super super extremely unhappy with someone's attitude but I don't think he noticed it so whatever~. So, didn't celebrate second month and Valentine's was so out of the topic. I don't think Muslims celebrate it right? Nice weekend to myself with television. Put my phone on silent mode and yay, self quality time. 2nd brother and me was amused by What Happens In Vegas yesterday. It still happens even though we watched it for countless of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Iz contacted saying that we have to meet. Nabei la I was super scared when he said there was something important. So yeah,met up at my block yesterday and he gave me a teddy. I was quite shocked and thought, this was the important thing? Turned out to be a trap.Yeah, whatever boy hahaha love u k. I'm fickle right now blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this whole week off because I am quite lazy to work since it is the holidays and Taka is closed for a few days so might as well I take off also.Jiwa pe. Want to stay home this whole week in case something important yet interesting cropped up like maybe for shopping etc etc. That kind of thing la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need moolahs.On a happier note, I've found a new eyecandy. Gatal eh kau.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-4982990117393463356?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4982990117393463356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-blahthis-week-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4982990117393463356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4982990117393463356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-blahthis-week-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-2035003784320398300</id><published>2010-02-12T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T08:15:23.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey,let's just fall in love again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S3Qom2q1OrI/AAAAAAAABNk/351RQRAdrE0/s1600-h/DSC04221.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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S3Qom2q1OrI/AAAAAAAABNk/351RQRAdrE0/s320/DSC04221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437015298118335154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life is great.There's nothing for me to complain about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday was the CTSS Alumni Party.So much for the party but I took it as a gathering for everyone.It was pretty fun.Spent my Saturday with Michelle in the early noon for lunch at CC IMM.Met up with some friends later in the evening - Vivo and Rail Mall to chill. Awesome weekend I would say.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S3QpkdzE9LI/AAAAAAAABNs/LkKNO8f0Jd0/s1600-h/DSC04232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 336px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S3QpkdzE9LI/AAAAAAAABNs/LkKNO8f0Jd0/s320/DSC04232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437016356593923250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S3QqeW21vPI/AAAAAAAABN0/JNR9Bwxs8Wo/s1600-h/DSC04233.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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S3QqeW21vPI/AAAAAAAABN0/JNR9Bwxs8Wo/s320/DSC04233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437017351163067634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S3QrCRUMJOI/AAAAAAAABN8/RVBJnl4hdTI/s1600-h/DSC04239.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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S3QrCRUMJOI/AAAAAAAABN8/RVBJnl4hdTI/s320/DSC04239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437017968150848738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love life is great. No complaints currently and I'm loving every second of it.Saturday would be our 2nd month.How awesome huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danial asked me to post this here.He scared a kid or something and he's effing proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"At last! I managed to scare a kid!Woo hoo!So happy siol! Serious beb!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked how did you scare him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ahahah I was clearing the boxes then got this Myanmar looking kind lady. She let go off the kid, roughly 2 yrs old then the mum browsing through the brands of kotex there so I took the advantage of the situation. I stared at the kid. Grinned at him evil-ly! Showed him my scary-jaw dropping look then he ran towards the mum and hid behind her! Then the mum looked at me and I just smiled, acted as if nothing happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA evil or what. Work is great.Let's just say everything is going well now.Except for school.Urgggghhhhhhhhhh fed-up ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this coming weekend will be a great one with the boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-2035003784320398300?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/2035003784320398300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/02/honeylets-just-fall-in-love-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/2035003784320398300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/2035003784320398300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/02/honeylets-just-fall-in-love-again.html' title='Honey,let&apos;s just fall in love again'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S3Qom2q1OrI/AAAAAAAABNk/351RQRAdrE0/s72-c/DSC04221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-990837933031587449</id><published>2010-01-30T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T09:58:49.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I never told you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S2MhqzS4-1I/AAAAAAAABNc/DrNLrm6ETVM/s1600-h/DSC04170.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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S2MhqzS4-1I/AAAAAAAABNc/DrNLrm6ETVM/s320/DSC04170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432222594746612562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life hasn't been that awesome now. I just wish to curl up and die. One minute everything is perfect and the next, everything comes crumbling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm feeling right now but for sure, it is lousy. So much for having a partner when I think it is sort of a one way. It isn't working like before. Maybe due to the several fights we had and now it is starting to get sour. And now, H is coming back into my life. I miss H like super badly. Like hello, talk about good timing here. This always happens and I will be the one on the losing end. Make the wrong move and I will lose both. No doubt there are temptations to make the move but hey, would it be a wise one? I shall succumb to that heh. I've never been good with making decisions. Talk about being decisive. Not my forte I guess. Sometimes it is difficult to commit oneself to a relationship but I'm making an effort here,mister. At times I don't believe in committing oneself in relationships. Call me old-fashioned or whatever but I think my parents brought me up the right way. Once bitten,twice shy. I don't dare to make the same mistake I did last year. Maybe I'm pms-ing here. Girls,pfft. Blaming on PMS but isn't it true?Before the time of the month, you feel like emotional and tend to think things,like thinking too much that sorta thing? I'm turning quiet in nature (HAHAHA) with family. I know I'm someone with many words but ever since Iz came into the picture, there are happy and sad thoughts. At times I do look forward for meet-ups but most of the time I'm just so lazy to get dressed and meet him even though at my void deck. I think the problem lies with me hahaha. 2 months in a few days and I'm already giving it a thought. Now, he is giving me space since he noticed that something is wrong. Am I the lucky one? On a second thought, I think I should challenge myself and be strong. I deserve him and he does too. Please let ours be a strong relationship. Amin. Learning to appreciate now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet next week will be a busy week - with work and maybe meet-ups. yay shopping next week!!!!!!! Paramore or Kris Allen? Dilemma!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family chalet tomorrow and sleeping over woooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I'm worried for what the future may bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work the whole week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gig @ Syed Alwi with Iz, Hasree and Mirul.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eyecandy(s) everywhere. :B&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blessed with awesome humans  around me. &amp;amp; I miss school badly. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S2MgqjZIHUI/AAAAAAAABNM/lsXNR0Jnrt0/s1600-h/15835_1150761574023_1377135986_30378239_7256762_n.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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S2MgqjZIHUI/AAAAAAAABNM/lsXNR0Jnrt0/s320/15835_1150761574023_1377135986_30378239_7256762_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432221490966175042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S2Mgj_EuNTI/AAAAAAAABNE/feqtJPLJOvI/s1600-h/14234_215929814637_702824637_4247784_2772474_n.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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S2Mgj_EuNTI/AAAAAAAABNE/feqtJPLJOvI/s320/14234_215929814637_702824637_4247784_2772474_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432221378137699634" 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/4489213656420667321-990837933031587449?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/990837933031587449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-never-told-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/990837933031587449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/990837933031587449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-never-told-you.html' title='I never told you'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S2MhqzS4-1I/AAAAAAAABNc/DrNLrm6ETVM/s72-c/DSC04170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-7380922300642386472</id><published>2010-01-13T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T22:35:53.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belle of the boulevard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S01huFrw9CI/AAAAAAAABM0/hdeJXWWumrY/s1600-h/DSC04110.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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S01huFrw9CI/AAAAAAAABM0/hdeJXWWumrY/s320/DSC04110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426100570478933026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since I came to this page.I've got nothing interesting to update about life.I meant no school like no life HAHA.With school everyday,at least there are some things to update about school life.You know that normal childish acts?Ha ha ha omg i miss that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway,tumblr is not helping me that much and posterous too.So I'm back to blogger which is like urrgggh.Read through all posts and memories kept flooding in.Most of it were about my time with *.I mean,it was awesome with the waiting game and things like that.Only a handful knows and hey,he's not that bad looking now.Like still an eyecandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that is not right not to have trust in a person but sometimes humans do have certain doubts towards an individual.Is it part of human norms?Well,I hope to believe that.But the evidence says it all right? &lt;p&gt;I think life has been great so far - a great boyfriend,supporting and caring family and beloved best friends whom I believe will be there for me.So far, so great. The one thing that is not helping me too much was to decide on future studies.Took a whole week off from work just to think it through and going to various polytechnics.Ha ha ha I felt like those kind of kan chiong people.But polytechnic very complicated neh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mother was happy for me while I do think that I did disappoint myself in certain areas.Points were very surprising indeed ha ha ha.Effort could be seen except for one subject.At least I think I’m in the fortunate lot.I do deserve a pat in the back right?I’m just waiting for my rewards now.Heh heh heh.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And blah,I miss Clementi Town very much.Wearing uniform,going school with friends,running away from teachers because of coloured socks,coloured bra and short skirt.Oh god,I miss those days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's been so long since I last caught up with some people.Soon yeah,soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel very angsty now wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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boulevard'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/S01huFrw9CI/AAAAAAAABM0/hdeJXWWumrY/s72-c/DSC04110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-246431927371740445</id><published>2009-12-18T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T19:31:16.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for Miracles</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURT IS ALWAYS THERE.&lt;br /&gt;LIVE AND LET LIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-246431927371740445?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/246431927371740445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-for-miracles_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/246431927371740445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/246431927371740445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-for-miracles_17.html' title='Time for Miracles'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-6391946886598209318</id><published>2009-12-16T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T01:17:33.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't wanna hear your sad songs.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna feel your pain,&lt;br /&gt;When you swear it's all my fault.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know we're not the same.&lt;br /&gt;Oh we're not the same,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I've got friends who stuck together.&lt;br /&gt;We wrote our names in blood,&lt;br /&gt;But I guess you can't accept that the change is good,&lt;br /&gt;It's good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ignorance, Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Apologising does not mean that you are wrong and the other one is right.It simply means that you value the relationship much more than your ego"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't be updating in a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-6391946886598209318?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/6391946886598209318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-for-miracles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/6391946886598209318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/6391946886598209318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-for-miracles.html' title='Ignorance'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-2249602133908161044</id><published>2009-11-17T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T19:33:48.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad romance</title><content type='html'>At last,O levels are down. Graduation ceremony and prom just ended yesterday. Ironically,I miss studying and going to school.Life gets so boring when I don't have to study and sit at home the whole day.How about working?Haha sure. I don't think anyone would want to hire a lazy ass.To top it off, I'm lazy to search for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeap,yesterday's graduation ceremony was alright.The performances was great with songs that could make one shed tears for instance Wan Yee. Ceremony was full with hugs,smiles and tears. Indra gave both me and Fatin a picture yesterday and it was really sweet. Thanks Bestfriend and I love you muah muah muah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SwO4FB8oSjI/AAAAAAAABLM/MWhfjNjd_r4/s1600/DSC03746.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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SwO4FB8oSjI/AAAAAAAABLM/MWhfjNjd_r4/s320/DSC03746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405366374336318002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did our nailz and I think we were cheated hahaha.Got home and slept hahahhahha.I don't know how the hell I could find time to sleep when the prom is at 7.Nonetheless, i did rush to get ready.Eldest brother sent me and Rafiqah to Conrad since he will be watching movie with sis-in-law. Upon reaching, one eyecandy was sitting at the lounge. Like super hotstuff la.Well,during the grad ceremony he also like not that bad.Velly velly handsome.Eye contact like very gooodz he he he cheeky smile.&lt;br /&gt;Girls went around taking pictures while the guys stood at one corner tangkap handsome. I was already famished and the dinner started like around 8 plus like that. I thought I could devour a horse.K,over uh.&lt;br /&gt;Overall,it was fun and I love the steak!Yummmmz.&lt;br /&gt;Chilled around Suntec for a little while and cabbed. 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block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SwO8Qszc2kI/AAAAAAAABMs/LWs_pbEbxzc/s320/m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405370972865616450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SwO47T78QpI/AAAAAAAABLc/1LGx5TZvsDo/s1600/b.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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SwO47T78QpI/AAAAAAAABLc/1LGx5TZvsDo/s320/b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405367306878206610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on FB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-2249602133908161044?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SwO4FB8oSjI/AAAAAAAABLM/MWhfjNjd_r4/s72-c/DSC03746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-2304328547239444819</id><published>2009-11-05T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T00:28:00.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This space is so dead.Very dead.&lt;br /&gt;O's ending soon and work maybe but hell,I'm lazy.Probably.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm feeling right now.Some sort of mixed feelings.Yeap,that's right.I know the past is the past but yet,the thought kept occuring.Shingz hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on tumblr maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-2304328547239444819?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-4200326289190337751</id><published>2009-10-11T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T02:27:28.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch me</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run far away so I can breathe&lt;br /&gt;Even though you're far from suffocating me&lt;br /&gt;I can't set my hopes too high&lt;br /&gt;Cause every hello ends with a goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will collapse soon enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-4200326289190337751?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4200326289190337751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/10/catch-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4200326289190337751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4200326289190337751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/10/catch-me.html' title='Catch me'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-1077808131087661411</id><published>2009-10-04T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T06:22:03.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One time</title><content type='html'>Currently at Sunset now,eldest brother's place.&lt;br /&gt;Freaking noisy downstairs while I'm up in the Master's using the internet.How great is that? Hari Raya was average,quite a collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self:&lt;br /&gt;The past was a lesson learnt.Live and let live.&lt;br /&gt;For the present,try to be patient sweetheart.* is definitely worth the wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-1077808131087661411?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1077808131087661411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/1077808131087661411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/1077808131087661411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-time.html' title='One time'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-5957214923080096943</id><published>2009-09-10T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T01:21:12.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two is better than one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sqi2t2_KptI/AAAAAAAABLE/9WiyC0Dy_C8/s1600-h/5440_126489468826_582618826_2368984_1800119_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sqi2t2_KptI/AAAAAAAABLE/9WiyC0Dy_C8/s320/5440_126489468826_582618826_2368984_1800119_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379750653864879826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hiatus plan did work!Prelim period and soon the big O's.No escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've lost it.&lt;br /&gt;Time could really change the situation.&lt;br /&gt;Major misses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-5957214923080096943?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/5957214923080096943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-is-better-than-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/5957214923080096943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/5957214923080096943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-is-better-than-one.html' title='Two is better than one.'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sqi2t2_KptI/AAAAAAAABLE/9WiyC0Dy_C8/s72-c/5440_126489468826_582618826_2368984_1800119_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-4704004279880777999</id><published>2009-08-15T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:35:40.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weird as it may sounds,I can't bid the past farewell.&lt;br /&gt;I should be happy now.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Hiatus from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-4704004279880777999?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4704004279880777999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/08/weird-as-it-may-soundsi-cant-bid-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4704004279880777999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4704004279880777999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/08/weird-as-it-may-soundsi-cant-bid-past.html' title=''/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-7586546938612929562</id><published>2009-07-31T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T04:58:34.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter heart</title><content type='html'>School has been enjoyable.For me,at the very least.Afternoon focus turned out to be fun.Yes,I do look forward to it.Friends were great,so do classmates.Especially this week.Non-stop laughing I should say.Bonding?Yes,maybe.Gossiped with the girls and Shazni during Malay.Woah,that guy could really be a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow and somewhat,I feel quite demoralised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lower set of teeth felt as if it's going to come out hahahaha.No,really.It feels like,loose.Should be because of the bands.Appointment on Monday and I've ran out of ideas on what colours should I take.Say,blue and red again.Or maybe yellow and red.Ewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to kill the feelings.It's going to be dead soon.Hopefully.I wonder,why must it appear always when I'm trying to give up.It would only make things complicated and difficult.And that's very mean.The grass is bloody greener on the other side.I'm trying to be optimistic here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh,eldest brother and Irfan not coming tonight.There will be a kenduri tomorrow which I look forward to.The only reason is the whole family will come together and bond and make noise,which I love doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SnLbZn-j82I/AAAAAAAABK0/4hX0ETcG3NY/s1600-h/DSC03326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SnLbZn-j82I/AAAAAAAABK0/4hX0ETcG3NY/s320/DSC03326.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364591339426280290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi,we will meet tomorrow.Woo.Major misses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall MIA starting from now.I hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-7586546938612929562?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7586546938612929562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/07/bitter-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/7586546938612929562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/7586546938612929562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/07/bitter-heart.html' title='Bitter heart'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SnLbZn-j82I/AAAAAAAABK0/4hX0ETcG3NY/s72-c/DSC03326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-1514821091098185365</id><published>2009-07-27T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T20:12:03.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waiting game is over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving up,half-heartedly.&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be hard,I know.&lt;br /&gt;But there's no harm trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-1514821091098185365?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1514821091098185365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-we-go-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/1514821091098185365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/1514821091098185365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-4432396185512576890</id><published>2009-07-22T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:33:12.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hush</title><content type='html'>Hi,today is extremely chilly to the max till my fingernails went blue.No kidd.Was caght in the rain and so,I was soaked.Followed by a chill and a feverish feeling.Arms are bruised due to volleyball yesterday during PE but hell,it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Indra's LJ and gosh,the words are very deep.Tumblr is kind of hard to adapt.Agree,Indra?I think I will just hang mine there just like that.Or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter how long it takes,as long as I never stop hoping. &lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter how slow it takes,as long as I wait.&lt;br /&gt;In fact,I was thinking of bidding farewell to all those things.Urgh,how contradicting.How long more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GCE O level Malay Listening Compre later on in the late afternoon.Sigh,that is my afternoon nap time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-4432396185512576890?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4432396185512576890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/07/hush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4432396185512576890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4432396185512576890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/07/hush.html' title='Hush'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-9132019795477655379</id><published>2009-07-19T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T00:35:01.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Say Never</title><content type='html'>Sunday is such a lazy day.Both mama and 3rd eldest brother are still sleeping.Yes,at this time.2nd eldest is out for soccer so not included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught fireworks again yesterday but last night was better because it didn't rain unlike last week.Actual plan was just me,Fatin and Yuhan.Then Indra came down and then my mum too.Yes,my mum!Met her by coincidence at Zamzam and she cabbed to Esplanade to catch the fireworks.Didn't go home with her since it was only at 8 plus.Walked around and settled for Clarke Quay thanks to yours truly.ALOT of eyecandys for last night and I met one of my cousin with his mother and sister at Zamzam too.Err,what a luck but I think it was rather nice seeing him.Forgot to bring camera and Fatin brought a no batt camera hahaha right.Missed APM and I was rather sad since I reached home like nearly midnight.Shagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deleted the previous post because I think it is irrelevant already.Yes,irrelevant.I think I'm quite content with life right now.Thanks,. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone is down and using the old one.Like really,old one last longer.Tsk I'm lazy to send for repair.And Lily Allen's Fuck You music video was out and it was hell hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SmLI67lmCvI/AAAAAAAABKs/hMwFI1hl6Dw/s1600-h/DSC03460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SmLI67lmCvI/AAAAAAAABKs/hMwFI1hl6Dw/s320/DSC03460.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360067421277653746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SmLIenQbqrI/AAAAAAAABKk/MGz3k4HSQqY/s1600-h/DSC03467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" 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other side.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to apply that in life but I just couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Eyecandy,I will see you tomorrow.I must be insane to add this in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still on holiday mood.&lt;br /&gt;Hiatus plan starts now.&lt;br /&gt;So contradicting,ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;No,really.I mean now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with Indra just now and I was half an hour late.Should really count my blessings that he didn't send me to the nearest factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SlIYKHOL9_I/AAAAAAAABKQ/rCTDrWAMaQc/s1600-h/DSC03376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SlIYKHOL9_I/AAAAAAAABKQ/rCTDrWAMaQc/s320/DSC03376.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355369468913252338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-4513181217773912802</id><published>2009-07-06T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:39:42.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lemon tree</title><content type='html'>Lousy mood during weekend.Text messages weren't replied so I apologise to those who texted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had cocoa puffs with milk for a change this morning.I want to do something productive today.&lt;i&gt;As if.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lViRlo1_b1o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lViRlo1_b1o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the video,Indra.Okay,he is nagging that I should be getting off the laptop now hahaah see you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indrandre says (12:35 PM):&lt;br /&gt;later u late i hantar u the nearest kilang and work with the banglas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-4513181217773912802?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4513181217773912802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/07/lemon-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4513181217773912802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4513181217773912802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/07/lemon-tree.html' title='Lemon tree'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-5881827304784319777</id><published>2009-07-04T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:21:52.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who'd have known</title><content type='html'>Haircut.&lt;br /&gt;Super short.&lt;br /&gt;Okay,not super.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sad girl.&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Because there's Indra for entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;Never fails to make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;Just because we talk about ____.&lt;br /&gt;I like.&lt;br /&gt;Awwww,and ____ is such a Mr Nice Guy.&lt;br /&gt;And cheer up Bestf.It's not the end of the world yet.&lt;br /&gt;You got it done and over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is a source for laughter.Yes?No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only once for today.How can that be enough?However,it was a joy for my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hiatus plan doesn't work HAHAHAHAHA whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-5881827304784319777?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/5881827304784319777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/07/whod-have-known.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/5881827304784319777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/5881827304784319777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/07/whod-have-known.html' title='Who&apos;d have known'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-5868601141835673021</id><published>2009-07-02T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T05:11:40.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't move on</title><content type='html'>Thanks for the sudden mood swing,cramps and headache,G.&lt;br /&gt;However,it's awesome that I had a nice afternoon nap just now.&lt;br /&gt;School was okay.SS paper was okay.F&amp;N was better, like always with jokes.Inside ones I meant.Bumping into ___ finished the day with a cherry on top,pleasantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope my hiatus plan works.Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-5868601141835673021?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-1265809256729048891</id><published>2009-07-01T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T05:27:31.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Answer</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"You've got a smile that will light up this whole town"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh great.Time is not on my side now and everything seemed hectic.Will be a mass update.&lt;br /&gt;Managed to spend the last week of holidays mostly with family.Went Science Centre on Wednesday with the cousins,met up with a cousin(some sort of distant I should say) on Thursday,caught Drag Me To Hell on the Friday and watched Transformers with Aunt and family on the Saturday(or should I say Sunday too?) All I could say that it was hell packed even the seating that we had was suckish given that the timing was at 11.30pm. How suckish was it?We were given the 2nd row.It was alright I should say since there were eyecandy(s) around too since we were at The Cathay.Slept over at cousin's since we were home like 3am and I was like fresh.Supposed to have a haircut but didn't give in to mama's and hairdresser's persuasion.Got so bored waiting for mama's perming thing to end and so I proceed to cousin's house nearby.Wooo,I spent so much time with family and I love this kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dental appointment yesterday and it was nearing to taking it off.Took green and yellow and somehow it sucked since they were two different thing.Gosh I'm lazy to elaborate more.Will be going for this dental surgery soon and I have this intuition that it will hurt a lot.Furthermore,it will cost me a bomb!$400++ if I'm not mistaken.Imagine I can buy a lot of things with that money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George is here.Just wanted to pay my fast and well,I have to wait.What a timing,George.Anyway,I wanna meet someone with a name George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hectic days ahead.I wish to have all the time in the world.Okay,dream on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more but I'm rushing for time and lazy.Next time perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SktShdzJ2iI/AAAAAAAABJA/BGPZU6Hd_Pk/s1600-h/DSC03326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SktShdzJ2iI/AAAAAAAABJA/BGPZU6Hd_Pk/s320/DSC03326.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353463316948310562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SktV5F93kZI/AAAAAAAABKA/RNAQtkl4G8g/s1600-h/4885_117819104675_719809675_2952179_5428148_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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Answer'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SktShdzJ2iI/AAAAAAAABJA/BGPZU6Hd_Pk/s72-c/DSC03326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-9176780335534301552</id><published>2009-06-21T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T09:30:22.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He wasn't there</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;And it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Just get back up&lt;br /&gt;When it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience does pays.So contradicting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent Saturday with family(L) Like always,I enjoy family company.Ya know,laughter and jokes that kind of thing?Yes,that.Eyecandy(s) in sight everywhere which made things much more pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sj3Q-jqbcBI/AAAAAAAABI4/inOd7_YoM9s/s1600-h/SDC10438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sj3Q-jqbcBI/AAAAAAAABI4/inOd7_YoM9s/s320/SDC10438.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349661705529683986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi,I felt so down and sick suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I need to know if it's over,cause I will leave you alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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there'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sj3Q-jqbcBI/AAAAAAAABI4/inOd7_YoM9s/s72-c/SDC10438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-4789884906659918235</id><published>2009-06-16T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T10:38:10.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I'm with you</title><content type='html'>Caught up with Indra over late lunch just now.Oh gosh,tons of laughter at Pizza Hut super hahahahahahahaha.Painted our nails.His skill is super ___ la.Suddenly felt like Miley and Oliver HAHAHA okay not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm searching for yellow nail polish but can't find one just now.Sad.Gotten nude and grey colour.I've burnt nearly $50 on shoes at blogshops.Oh great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry.Hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-4789884906659918235?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4789884906659918235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-im-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4789884906659918235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4789884906659918235'/><link rel='alternate' 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school.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you asking me to have an early night.&lt;br /&gt;I miss your words of encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;I miss your replies which I think were quite amusing.&lt;br /&gt;Now,where did you go?Why the abrupt change?Am not liking it a single bit.I want those times back.Will you?I will never get sick and tired of this.Tsk,such a disadvantage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small shopping trip with Aunt and family since the bbq was cancelled.Was happy that I bought this pretty cute underwear at Topshop.Uber cuteness.Aunt took a picture which everyone was looking HAHAHA.Countless of hot people at Bugis.Overall a great day because of the company today.Like really,laughed a lot.Uncle was really hilarious!Shall make a list of what I want for shopping next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/961672221428158631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/961672221428158631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-to-start.html' title='Back to the start'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SjPKxqDJjEI/AAAAAAAABIw/XQE1ahvdUMg/s72-c/DSC03258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-3364154357664074195</id><published>2009-06-10T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:31:30.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never say never</title><content type='html'>I think this is sweet.Somehow can relate to it.Somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mrPNVjDt9LE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mrPNVjDt9LE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I should be sleeping now and glance through Geog notes but yeah,laziness maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-3364154357664074195?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3364154357664074195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/06/never-say-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/3364154357664074195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/3364154357664074195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/06/never-say-never.html' title='Never say never'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-5566755252227155784</id><published>2009-06-09T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:08:54.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True</title><content type='html'>Hi,I'm shagged.&lt;br /&gt;Hi,I'm still longing for [insertname]'s contact.&lt;br /&gt;Hi,I still have to attend school yay best right?&lt;br /&gt;Hi,I still haven't gone for GSS :(&lt;br /&gt;And,I'm starving.Think I can devour a horse woooo HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woahhhh,I'm still in the game leh.How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indrandre says (10:26 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*bitch&lt;br /&gt;*i cannot find my fav black crocodile underwear&lt;br /&gt;Indrandre says (11:47 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*i still cannot find my underwear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Funny right?Hahaha if not,go tickle yourself and laugh&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Company for Saturday(L) even though had some quality time earlier on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Si5_HJWFHOI/AAAAAAAABIo/QrgJ5wx4RTQ/s1600-h/DSC03193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Si5_HJWFHOI/AAAAAAAABIo/QrgJ5wx4RTQ/s320/DSC03193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345349568479698146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Si5-0e3Pw4I/AAAAAAAABIg/DoitlAQeMjk/s1600-h/DSC03219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Si5-0e3Pw4I/AAAAAAAABIg/DoitlAQeMjk/s320/DSC03219.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345349247838438274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Si5-XcYC7FI/AAAAAAAABIY/WZk3sR5EHQQ/s1600-h/DSC03238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Si5-XcYC7FI/AAAAAAAABIY/WZk3sR5EHQQ/s320/DSC03238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345348748954496082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Si597qw9jdI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Bwdre8Z3koQ/s1600-h/DSC03249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Si597qw9jdI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Bwdre8Z3koQ/s320/DSC03249.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345348271780761042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-5566755252227155784?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/5566755252227155784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/06/true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/5566755252227155784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/5566755252227155784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/06/true.html' title='True'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Si5_HJWFHOI/AAAAAAAABIo/QrgJ5wx4RTQ/s72-c/DSC03193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-2049111283170636788</id><published>2009-06-03T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T08:35:19.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>slow goodbye</title><content type='html'>Sister-in-law sent me this through FB and it broke me down.I bet this means nothing to anyone,but it meant a big deal to me.It seemed that she knows about my situation,in a way or two.Yes,I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SiaOOnxvA-I/AAAAAAAABII/6rxWagZ7ZOQ/s1600-h/DSC03190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SiaOOnxvA-I/AAAAAAAABII/6rxWagZ7ZOQ/s320/DSC03190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343114389768569826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got no idea what is happening and the only escape is school.&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that Malay Paper was a hardcore killer?Well,it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think that this laptop should be thrown away because it's lagging like end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's exhausting to keep everything to yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-2049111283170636788?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/2049111283170636788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/06/slow-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/2049111283170636788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/2049111283170636788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/06/slow-goodbye.html' title='slow goodbye'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SiaOOnxvA-I/AAAAAAAABII/6rxWagZ7ZOQ/s72-c/DSC03190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-152674535824688277</id><published>2009-06-01T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:53:54.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovers become trend</title><content type='html'>You've got no idea how bitter I am now.&lt;br /&gt;Lost hope - in a despair.&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was a wish but it wasn't fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;I know my performance today will be affected by you even though I tried to think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of everything now anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting a strong front is harder than letting all out.&lt;br /&gt;A good thing that I'm not used in letting everything out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-152674535824688277?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/152674535824688277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/lovers-become-trend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/152674535824688277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/152674535824688277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/lovers-become-trend.html' title='Lovers become trend'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-9125670038227334316</id><published>2009-05-31T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T00:02:40.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hush</title><content type='html'>Never been this determined.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how can I be this patient.&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy,lucky you.&lt;br /&gt;I know I was blunt in the previous post.I take it all back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister-in-law's comment on FB put a smile on my face.I was really pleased that she cared,even though how trivial it may be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-9125670038227334316?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/9125670038227334316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/hush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/9125670038227334316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/9125670038227334316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/hush.html' title='Hush'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-4027073279901317657</id><published>2009-05-30T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T01:44:44.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crushed</title><content type='html'>Left me high and dry.&lt;br /&gt;Am I anticipating too much?I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much for claiming ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't be saying this but seriously,depending on my mood now,it's more of fuck you very much.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling the pain.Is this a true one?What,a torture?Now,I can assure you that I'm for real this time.Feelings and whatnots are genuine.And no,I'm not changing my mind just yet.To hell with reciprocating,I'm still in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add on,was pmsing last night - a sign that George will be coming.All I know was I felt utterly miserable,lousy and terrible just thinking about it.By late night,the pain was halved,credits to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note,hope you enjoyed your day Bestf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SiDl3YchAQI/AAAAAAAABIA/ByX7ENsM6PQ/s1600-h/DSC03165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SiDl3YchAQI/AAAAAAAABIA/ByX7ENsM6PQ/s320/DSC03165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341521897679028482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SiDlY6TuztI/AAAAAAAABH4/-jDLwIjpTlw/s1600-h/DSC03166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SiDlY6TuztI/AAAAAAAABH4/-jDLwIjpTlw/s320/DSC03166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341521374193045202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SiDk_9s1opI/AAAAAAAABHw/wL2zjOmEHGg/s1600-h/DSC03170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SiDk_9s1opI/AAAAAAAABHw/wL2zjOmEHGg/s320/DSC03170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341520945606926994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-4027073279901317657?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4027073279901317657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/crushed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4027073279901317657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4027073279901317657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/crushed.html' title='Crushed'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SiDl3YchAQI/AAAAAAAABIA/ByX7ENsM6PQ/s72-c/DSC03165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-6784513594116608695</id><published>2009-05-28T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T02:41:42.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hush hush</title><content type='html'>School has been fair enough.Yes,I do look forward to Malay Intensive.Why?Because it's hell lot of fun even though I got teased by Cikgu Murad.It's the laughter that counts anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay O's will be just next Monday and I'm getting the cold feet.No,I don't really look forward to June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm longing for someone's text.Badly you may say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-6784513594116608695?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/6784513594116608695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/hush-hush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/6784513594116608695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/6784513594116608695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/hush-hush.html' title='hush hush'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-2122589425978559087</id><published>2009-05-24T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T01:31:46.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fever yesterday but still went out with family since we were eating out due to mother's belated birthday and 2nd eldest brother's girlfriend upcoming birthday which is tomorrow.Got food must have me.Seriously no mood last night but someone brightened me up.&lt;br /&gt;2nd eldest brother asked me to tag along for the Liverpool's match but I'm seriously broke right now,less than $20 in my wallet.Saving money just isn't my thing.I told mother and she was kind of considering in giving me the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:Woah,you let me go?&lt;br /&gt;Him:Why not?once in a lifetime what.&lt;br /&gt;Okay,seriously his mood is superb nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Indra later for some chat.Cheer up okay Bestf?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-2122589425978559087?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/2122589425978559087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/fever-yesterday-but-still-went-out-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/2122589425978559087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/2122589425978559087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/fever-yesterday-but-still-went-out-with.html' title=''/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-3888404238176408907</id><published>2009-05-23T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T17:00:40.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I could say</title><content type='html'>It's going to happen.Maybe someday.&lt;br /&gt;Progressing?Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;Good things come to those who waits.I've been patient enough,don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;*I told me countless times to give it up and go for better ones but my heart didn't want to.Is this for real?Or what I'm feeling now will just come and go like before?&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to look things at a brighter side unlike before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered someone asking me what is love.I've got my own definition and I bet I think differently than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be sleeping in right now but situation does not let me to.Something/someone is on my mind.Maybe the whole time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-3888404238176408907?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3888404238176408907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Back to the Start</title><content type='html'>Very hilarious day thanks to Azid and the rest of the guys.&lt;br /&gt;Really laughed our asses off during the last period,Humanities lesson.Miss Pham didn't really cared so why not use the chance right?&lt;br /&gt;Examination seating plan is better than normal one because there's great company around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____ walked past.&lt;br /&gt;Enoch:_____,ketiak busuk.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHA wtf sia he know how to speak Malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben&amp;Jerry's after school with BestF.Spent nearly $20 on food so was pretty satisfied.However,nothing caught our eyes.Wait,something did caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;Great,cold is back.This week passed so quickly and I don't like :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed week ahead yet so little time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-6861447229790868863</id><published>2009-05-16T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T08:00:45.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't let me stop you</title><content type='html'>Nice Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow and somewhat ended up at Singapore Flyer watching the soccer match.Saw a few familiar faces such as Fatin,Danial,Illa,Yan and don't know who else.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hell tired,shagged and totally zonked out.&lt;br /&gt;Shall have an early night tonight,most probably before midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYAHIRAH says (10:45 PM):&lt;br /&gt;* gosh please dont talk about manu&lt;br /&gt;ReD dEvIl       Manchester united fc  cristiano ronaldo says (10:45 PM):&lt;br /&gt;* lets talk about liverpool then&lt;br /&gt;* the reasons i hate liverpool fc&lt;br /&gt;* there are many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like hello,that would be more hurting.Didn't catch BOF tonight ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-6861447229790868863?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/6861447229790868863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/nice-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/6861447229790868863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/6861447229790868863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/nice-saturday.html' title='Don&apos;t let me stop you'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-7926720392110661935</id><published>2009-05-15T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T04:39:28.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I do not hook up</title><content type='html'>I can't sleep last night because I was too excited to go to school.Hah yes I love school okay.&lt;br /&gt;Too excited till I think I blabbered too much today hahaha eh I miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Recess today was super funny thanks to Anisa.Laughed with Fatin till our stomach were in pain.yes,that bad.Come to think of it,it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impromptu lunch at PizzaHut.Kecoh like end of the world like that.Rushed to school for Math Paper 2.Took with the A Math people and yay I was seated so front -_-&lt;br /&gt;Was do-able till I managed to have a shut eye about 15 minutes.No song came into my head because there was this cute Sec4 guy sitting 2 tables away from me hahahha okay what the hell.Just lost less than 20 marks I guess,mostly because I left one whole question blank which cost me 11 marks yeah whatever I don't like similarity and congruency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got no idea what I'm going to do tonight hahahaha okay watch the telly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-7926720392110661935?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7926720392110661935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-7529509944031746623</id><published>2009-05-13T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:03:21.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not me,it's you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SgrrJii5NMI/AAAAAAAABHY/ezP8vTHKU90/s1600-h/Sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SgrrJii5NMI/AAAAAAAABHY/ezP8vTHKU90/s320/Sign.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335335257698284738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drained out.&lt;br /&gt;I'm drained of thinking what is happening.&lt;br /&gt;I'm drained of making it perfect.&lt;br /&gt;I know,giving up is never a choice.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,ups and downs of life,fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;Life?Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So close,yet so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-7529509944031746623?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/7529509944031746623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-not-meits-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/7529509944031746623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/7529509944031746623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sgrs8cuchyI/AAAAAAAABHo/eF_IwFGZ41Y/s1600-h/DSC03072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sgrs8cuchyI/AAAAAAAABHo/eF_IwFGZ41Y/s320/DSC03072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335337231821080354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was spent with Indra.His initial plan was to hit the books at library but we didn't even stepped into it.Hah instead caught up with each other's life with gossips and stuffs.So yeah,nicely spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a break from school today.Right eye is fu. swollen and red,needless to say extremely painful.Great,more pills for me to eat.Given 2 days of m.c and I'm missing school already and people and person ): I want to go school but I guess condition now didn't allow me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught A.I today and Kris Allen shone today,to me.I love his Heartless performance more than Apologise one.Danny was okay okay,that upsets me.And,I'm don't really fancy Adam,sorry even though he is the popular one between 3 of them.Kris is not bad but he's married haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is done with their Math paper 2 and I'm not.In fact,I don't think I'm scared of it since I don't really care about it.Math Paper 1 was alright.Planning to sleep but in the end didn't.I remembered I hummed Britney's If You Seek Amy hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuhan.   says (10:55 PM):&lt;br /&gt;* i saw u today&lt;br /&gt;* OMG&lt;br /&gt;  SYAHIRAH says (10:55 PM):&lt;br /&gt;* hahhha fake sia&lt;br /&gt;Yuhan.   says (10:55 PM):&lt;br /&gt;* dont scare me leh&lt;br /&gt;* CB IM NOT JOKING&lt;br /&gt;  SYAHIRAH says (10:55 PM):&lt;br /&gt;* u super fake like onch okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's never been me.It's always you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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okay.'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sgrs8cuchyI/AAAAAAAABHo/eF_IwFGZ41Y/s72-c/DSC03072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-2338123061447632142</id><published>2009-05-11T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T09:55:59.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think about you everyday</title><content type='html'>I think I will be on a hiatus sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,I'm not asleep yet.feeling rather down that the tunic that I want was two size bigger.Although it will fit me but it will not fit me nicely.So yeah,giving it a miss and I hope really really really hope that the deal for the denim shorts does not pull through so that it can be mine muahhahahahha.Awwwwww the tunic was really pretttttty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go retail therapy tomorrow and endless gossiping.Wooooo,tempting.I'm craving for Pastamania and Swensen's right now.A cup of hot chocolate will be nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keds or Vans?I think a pair of Keds is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry hahahaha midnight snack,anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaded?Maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-2338123061447632142?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/2338123061447632142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-844952384703274374</id><published>2009-05-10T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T09:31:23.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar</title><content type='html'>I did whatever mama told me to since today is her day.Bought breakfast with 3rd eldest brother with my very selekeh outfit ahhhh pasal la.It's been a long time since I stepped into West Coast.Padahal kat depan rumah je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis and Irfan came by since they want to use the car and Irfan brought flowers for mama how sweet awww.Sis brought sushi for me and Indra who was starving at home,was extremely jealous HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogshopped the whole day and a denim shorts caught my eye but cb a lot of people were eyeing for it.Old Navy at that.Might as well I find it myself at shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of food for today and I feel so fat right now as I've been stuffing myself non-stop.Aunt brought a cake and ya,obviously it was nice till I had a second helping HAHAHA i machiam babi.I'm lazy to upload the pictures as it's in my phone and it's very troublesome to upload it haissssh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of father last night and ya,it was very real.It was like we did things that we usually do like going for lunch together and watching the tv together that kind of thing.I told mama about it and she got back at me asking me to start praying as father have come to my dreams.Haha obviously after period,one will feel lazy to pray what.Okay,yes I miss baba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math paper on Tuesday and I guess I can't be bothered to hit the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___ has been texting nowadays and I've got no idea if it's a good thing or not.If this happens before,I think the outcome will be different.I was kind of lazy to entertain but ya,at least he did take the initiative unlike &lt;i&gt;someone.&lt;/i&gt;Yes,whatever.I don't give a shit about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm shagged.Shagged of sitting in front of the laptop and finding my denim shorts on the net.Shall get my ass out of the house and find it,most probably with Indra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if Atiqqa is watching Chelsea and Arsenal match right now.HAHA I know very random but it was pretty distracting from the living room. Arsenal=Atiqqa so ya got link.waaaaah 3-0 now lehhh.Okay Reghu very happy he think I'm jealous tak tahu malu nye jantan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay the blogowner replied my email wooooooo okay happy.I can't wait for Boys Over Flowers tomorrow night yay yay Gu Jun Pyo and Song Wubin woooooooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-844952384703274374?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/844952384703274374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/sugar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/844952384703274374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/844952384703274374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/sugar.html' title='Sugar'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-3085943897857441174</id><published>2009-05-08T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T05:14:16.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a nice way to end the weekdays wooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did nap during tpi.Yes,for the full 55 minutes.And half of English too.My eyelids were pretty heavy.I think today was quite slacky except for Poa which I was rather fresh from the nap earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies paper was average ; easy peasy lemon squeezy.My fingers are very numb now due to the excessive writing just now.Come on,imagine writing non-stop for one and a half hours.I still think that that we were not given enough time.I scribbled throughout.First page was nice and neat,turn to the next page,I wonder if it can be read HAHA.Standard uh,no time management.Spent too much time on SBQ till I've got only around 20 minutes for SEQ.Was pretty satisfied with the paper yay thumbs up! Was really in the mood to do the paper until I've got no time to hum any songs HAHAHA.I think Math paper can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama is psycho-ing me to chop my hair HAHAHA dream on okay.&lt;br /&gt;My right eye isn't getting any better.It's still red and I'm still stubborn to continue with contacts.Shall see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's getting stronger as days goes by.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-3085943897857441174?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3085943897857441174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-nice-way-to-end-weekdays-wooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/3085943897857441174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/3085943897857441174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-nice-way-to-end-weekdays-wooo.html' title=''/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-4901377787787030058</id><published>2009-05-08T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T04:35:37.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>paper planes</title><content type='html'>Time check:5.44am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I slept less than 6 hours last night.I will keep yawning for sure during lessons later or worse,doze off.I think there is no problem in dozing off as we are using the examinations seating plan and I'm seated in the middle of class.Well,I did tried before sleeping and wasn't caught so yeah,good thing.Dinesh's seat was the best since he loves to sleep and it was at a very good position which is at the back of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screwed Math test big time yesterday.Uhmm didn't do the first 2 questions of similarity and congruency but I did Vectors,some of it.Expecting a single digit for it and I won't be alone since there's Syakura and Fatin yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worn out,mentally and physically.The weather is humid but I kept having flu.Just what is wrong with this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies Mock today after school and damn,it will be a very long day.I think I will catch some sleep during TPI so that I can focus more during the paper because confirm there will be no time spared for any naps unlike Biology HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-4901377787787030058?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4901377787787030058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-can-wait-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4901377787787030058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4901377787787030058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-can-wait-forever.html' title='paper planes'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-6560626542078404689</id><published>2009-05-04T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T08:32:00.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish we were older</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sf8F6nHhpgI/AAAAAAAABHA/eMfgDZuluS8/s1600-h/You+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sf8F6nHhpgI/AAAAAAAABHA/eMfgDZuluS8/s320/You+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331986988321056258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always thought that it takes two hands to clap and two to tango?&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of running the show alone.It's not as if I am not thankful for the recent fortunate and happy happenings.I am,from the bottom of my heart.I've always been the impatient type - if I want something,I want it as quick as possible.Good things came out for those who waits.Somehow,it is true.I just wish that it will be reciprocated.Or was it just a wishful thinking on my part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I'm not supposed to waste time like this but gosh,it really tempts me.My brain is tired now from all those Chemistry.I'm left with a topic which seriously needs memorising and I'm more than willing to burn the midnight oil tonight.Just hope that I won't be cranky tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been kind to me lately except during English lesson which I dozed off for about 5-10 minutes.All I know that I will have a extremely packed week ahead with mock exams after school.Say,Chemistry tomorrow.And today was a very nice day with friends.Yeah,those laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flu bug came and I'm shivering like an eskimo HAHAHAHA no link.My right eye is bloody red since last night.I hope it's not sore eye please please please.It's torturing.Shall stay away from contacts for while.I hope it will prevent from deteriorating. I'm kind of scared of the swine flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god,I'm starved.Sacrificed my dinner to watch Boys Over Flowers.Fine,shall whine no more and start on my last topic of chem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-6560626542078404689?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/6560626542078404689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/wish-we-were-older.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/6560626542078404689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/6560626542078404689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/05/wish-we-were-older.html' title='Wish we were older'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sf8F6nHhpgI/AAAAAAAABHA/eMfgDZuluS8/s72-c/You+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-9131894664757732939</id><published>2009-05-01T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:44:30.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha I chickened out,how's that? Just watched the first half an hour of Congkak and I went up home.Firstly,it ends at midnight and I have to climb up the stairs to head home from Grandma's which is quite scary.Secondly,I'm pretty much scared.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,whatever.This is not the first time anyway.On a second thought,it was not that bad actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George is killing me and I feel like jumping off the building.I shall find something nice to do now.Say,chatting with an ass who is suffering from diarrhoea.It's been like a few weeks since we last chatted.There is a lot of catching up to do about &lt;i&gt;mine&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;his.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roronoa! says (11:11 PM):&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah&lt;br /&gt;hou mai dogz syahirah oninez riaoz.&lt;br /&gt;  SYAHIRAH says (11:11 PM):&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;what language u talking?&lt;br /&gt;Roronoa! says (11:12 PM):&lt;br /&gt;hafizing language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter side,I can't believe that HQ is online wooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;I wish to stay home the whole weekend but I've got no choice about tomorrow's plan.Betul nye troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a sudden change,I felt lazy to blog anymore.Idky but I feel demoralised (??)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-9131894664757732939?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/9131894664757732939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/hahaha-i-chickened-outhows-that-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/9131894664757732939'/><link rel='self' 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insensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did only one thing that is productive today which is doing English.How I love English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay Paper was pretty alright.Manageable I should say.The peribahasa quite easy and aiming for full marks,please please.Kinda screwed up the letter just a teeny weeny mistake about the date.I shouldn't let it bother me since it's a little teeny weeny one.Headed Town for Seoul Garden since Marina's was packed like super super packed.I nearly fainted,thank you very much.I feel so fat right now.Pretty worn out day yesterday till I totally zonked out at 7.Yes,very early,I know.On the other hand,I think yesterday was really a nice day *wide grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA I just spouted a vulgar word because a text message startled me.Super hilarious with my reaction HAHAHAHAHAHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than 2 hours to Congkak and I'm so going down to Grandma's since 3rd eldest brother will be out on a date and 2nd eldest brother is working.I'm so not going to watch it alone I tiao you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,George just came today and it is affecting my mood right now.That explains I was experiencing pms a few days ago.The pain is quite unbearable right now and I need the bed for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA another sms startled me.HAHAHAHAHA super _____ la.I just find it funny okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sure,I'm staying up late tonight.Yay.&lt;br /&gt;Oh great.3 mock papers next week.Chemistry,Biology and Social Studies.After school at that.Sleepy time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irfan and sister is at my grandma's right now and I should really get my ass out of here,like now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-8666415992666735997?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-4711367814679856852</id><published>2009-04-29T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T14:54:08.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Sex Magic</title><content type='html'>Time check:5.38 a.m &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a terrible nightmare and I could sleep no more.Shall disclose it a little.&lt;br /&gt;It involved me and &lt;i&gt;you know who.&lt;/i&gt;Was kinda disturbed by it and couldn't continue my sleep.It seemed real and I was rather worried.I shall not brood over it too much or in fact,at all.Yes,things are working pretty much well now and I shall not let my negative mentality over this meaningless nightmare/dream affect how things are now.I can really be pessimistic about how I look at things and it can even go out of logic.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm for real this time.The feelings are right and strong,even though I didn't really express or show it.Call me timid but I'm pretty much hesitating.Believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird it may sound,but Chemistry's Endothermic and Exothermic and Speed of Reactions are on my mind.It's a good thing though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-4711367814679856852?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4711367814679856852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-sex-magic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4711367814679856852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4711367814679856852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-sex-magic.html' title='Love Sex Magic'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-2731998821599708842</id><published>2009-04-28T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T07:09:13.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i can wait forever</title><content type='html'>Extremely occupied week.Occupied with academic stuffs I suppose.Felt like a huge accomplishment that I didn't use the internet for like nearly a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends nicely spent for my own relaxation moments.Tension is rising since O's are coming.I'm pretty worried.To add on,there's Chemistry test tomorrow and did my revision already yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's weather was horrible.The sun was shining down unsparingly.It's more of the heat actually.F&amp;N O level Practical yesterday was hell.Actually,it was not as bad as the previous week as I was doing my morning tea section yesterday.But yeah,no one was spared from her nagging.And I forgot to bring my camera,for the second time.Getting absent-minded perhaps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To turn things around,it rained just now but the heat was back.Malay was sleepy yet funny mainly because of the swine flu and some other stuffs.A sudden Malay Oral after school - kinda of screwed it up because I felt weird conversing in proper malay.Overall,it was not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Oral,there's English Oral after school and needless to say,picture discussion will be a killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bill for this month shot up.Suddenly the thought of previous line which costed 80 plus dollars per month came to me.Now then I realised what a spendthrift I WAS.Anyway,it shot up this month due to the excessive internet usage.I was begging mother to give me the money and I will pay it myself,without having to hand it to brother.But mother just won't give me face and threatened me.HAHAHA okay whatever I couldn't bother anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sfb3YYjgFlI/AAAAAAAABGw/tUSYgLognO0/s1600-h/DSC03057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sfb3YYjgFlI/AAAAAAAABGw/tUSYgLognO0/s320/DSC03057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329719207319836242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sfb3_iDiTBI/AAAAAAAABG4/E_DFpjk9EKI/s1600-h/DSC03048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sfb3_iDiTBI/AAAAAAAABG4/E_DFpjk9EKI/s320/DSC03048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329719879885016082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have my old,big appetite back.I'm craving for a big feast.And yes,GSS is coming soon heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOF very sweet just now and Channel U will be airing it soon!yay yay can re-watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self:Stop giving dinner a miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're sitting there it's hard for me to look away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-2731998821599708842?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/2731998821599708842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-can-wait-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/2731998821599708842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/2731998821599708842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-can-wait-forever.html' title='i can wait forever'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sfb3YYjgFlI/AAAAAAAABGw/tUSYgLognO0/s72-c/DSC03057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-1774390723699241779</id><published>2009-04-22T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T05:46:40.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't forget.</title><content type='html'>Gave school a miss yesterday.Yes,gastric came back and I have to eat 3 types of pills.How great.The good thing is that one of them is green.How pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was great today maybe because of Malay and free period for Comb. Humanities.Suddenly came upon BGR topic during Malay and for God's sake,it was hell funny.Did 5 stations for PE and I've never liked sit ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random plan after school today which was to watch movie.Caught 17 Again.Hot stuffs were in it.Seriously,no joke.Of course Zac Efron is one of them,okay I'm not and will never go gaga over him.Another one was Sterling Knight. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Se8M1Q3Tc2I/AAAAAAAABGo/gAHQacXo4vI/s1600-h/45861716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Se8M1Q3Tc2I/AAAAAAAABGo/gAHQacXo4vI/s320/45861716.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327490993402114914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Se8Mp20uUQI/AAAAAAAABGg/4y2OzxN70DE/s1600-h/19044521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Se8Mp20uUQI/AAAAAAAABGg/4y2OzxN70DE/s320/19044521.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327490797433409794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in all, the movie was a great one.Very dicky.HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Somehow met Atiqqa and Clarence so we watched with them.I swear that Clarence's laughter was disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay yay Demi Lovato's Don't Forget MV is up.Been waiting.Actually I didn't realise it was that sad until I watched the MV.Okay go watch.I'm liking the song back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math Focus tomorrow and it is a real drag manz.My eyelids are getting heavy and I guess that the medicine is taking its effects right now.Great,I have not started on my Algebra yet.Bugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is such a nice night because ......me and...... yay best best best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't mind me if I get weak in the knees&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you have that effect on me, you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-1774390723699241779?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1774390723699241779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/dont-forget.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/1774390723699241779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/1774390723699241779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/dont-forget.html' title='Don&apos;t forget.'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Se8M1Q3Tc2I/AAAAAAAABGo/gAHQacXo4vI/s72-c/45861716.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-4982207188068270981</id><published>2009-04-19T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T06:25:50.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if this isn't love.</title><content type='html'>I don't think I will be blogging much about Speech Day cum Homecoming because it was plain boring.Apart from my tummy giving me problems,frankly speaking,I prefer the last two years one.Went home for a little while for a rest and a short nap.Mother forced Panadol on me which was quite sucky.My second Panadol for my whole 16 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,I think my stomach is acting like this maybe due to Friday as my first meal was at 4pm and it kinda got upset until it made me having no appetite. I got a valid reason for Friday as I woke up at 7 in the morning and rushed all the way.I was late because I set the time on my phone wrongly.It was actually 6.15 already but my phone time was at 5.15 so what the hell I continued sleeping HAHAHA.Lucky thing that 3rd eldest brother wasn't working so I have to bother him to send me to school and yay I wasn't late at all.Luckily we took the car if not I would rather take a cab than taking his bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that Miss Choo cried at the end of the day as the 4Es and 5Ns are leaving?Well,she did.Syakura did too.I was sad but I didn't cry.Tears didn't well up so yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned to give school a miss tomorrow but there's practical exam tomorrow - kind of important.Okay here it goes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SesaqeNW5HI/AAAAAAAABGQ/5d09sSDYads/s1600-h/DSCF1920%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SesaqeNW5HI/AAAAAAAABGQ/5d09sSDYads/s320/DSCF1920%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326380301261661298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SesbLDnAYdI/AAAAAAAABGY/sY5-WG61Pu8/s1600-h/DSCF1960%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SesbLDnAYdI/AAAAAAAABGY/sY5-WG61Pu8/s320/DSCF1960%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326380861057163730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SesY9aOpBaI/AAAAAAAABF4/YWMhCl5Qxg8/s1600-h/DSC02996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SesY9aOpBaI/AAAAAAAABF4/YWMhCl5Qxg8/s320/DSC02996.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326378427587560866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SesYufPjAQI/AAAAAAAABFw/MlpLc2d7vjM/s1600-h/DSC02994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SesYufPjAQI/AAAAAAAABFw/MlpLc2d7vjM/s320/DSC02994.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326378171235500290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SesYjp2NwPI/AAAAAAAABFo/dfmVCUPr7jk/s1600-h/DSC02993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SesYjp2NwPI/AAAAAAAABFo/dfmVCUPr7jk/s320/DSC02993.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326377985103479026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SesYD8C2H1I/AAAAAAAABFg/1S0wURFjQgw/s1600-h/DSC02973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SesYD8C2H1I/AAAAAAAABFg/1S0wURFjQgw/s320/DSC02973.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326377440232480594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SesXz0BbURI/AAAAAAAABFY/c4JgQdJPvvk/s1600-h/DSC02963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SesXz0BbURI/AAAAAAAABFY/c4JgQdJPvvk/s320/DSC02963.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326377163201138962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother watched BOF and Hannah Montana with me just now and hahahaha was she funny.Overall was a happy happy day because....... and then......resulting in me grinning widely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't think of anybody else&lt;br /&gt;Who I hate to miss as much as I hate missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-4982207188068270981?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4982207188068270981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-this-isnt-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4982207188068270981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4982207188068270981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-this-isnt-love.html' title='if this isn&apos;t love.'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SesaqeNW5HI/AAAAAAAABGQ/5d09sSDYads/s72-c/DSCF1920%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-3312126251761263657</id><published>2009-04-16T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T07:14:35.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to want you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;150409&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless night + Ultra bad toothache + Lousy and terrible mood + Less talking + Noisy class + Irritating people + After school's shits + An hour wait for dental appointment + Super painful treatment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;b&gt;HELL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter side,changed the bands to black,like finally.However,will be taking out soon.I could really feel the pressure that the wires have been pushing my teeth either closer or inner.It's been with me like for a year plus.I don't know if it is a piece of good news or the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;160409&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since toothache was gone,today went pretty well.Started my morning with a good laugh from Indra's storytelling about his classmates or whoever they are.Lessons were alright as I was in a good mood and I have the mood to actually talk,whine and talk more.I think I'm liking Vectors because it made my brain to actually work very hard.&lt;br /&gt;I was not satisfied for Malay Paper 2 marks.I'm sorry,but I'm really hungry for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home and I was kind of shocked to find that my 3rd eldest brother's friends were at home,as in my house.Since there was nothing I could do in the living room,I headed to my room to have some shut eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is indeed unfair.I want the carnival to come and go and then,I can get it done and over with.No more shits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-3312126251761263657?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3312126251761263657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-want-to-want-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/3312126251761263657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/3312126251761263657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-want-to-want-you.html' title='I don&apos;t want to want you.'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-4995193266044036429</id><published>2009-04-13T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T07:31:13.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months</title><content type='html'>My head is heavy,should be because of a splitting headache and no mood for today.No doubt it's Monday blues.&lt;br /&gt;Okay it reminds me of FloRida's Right Round.HAHA okay funny shit.&lt;br /&gt;My tummy wasn't feeling good early in the morning ; it felt empty for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like giving school a miss tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.4km run for PE just now.Timing was no different from last week's.13.33 nice number okay.Hey,and today is 13!Whatever~ My legs have gone jelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone finally died again on Saturday.Went to send it for repair yet again just now.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,I have to wait for one whole hour just for my turn.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly,it's been the 6th time since I repaired it in less than a year.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly,I just knew the reason of the phone dying on me on my 6th visit.&lt;br /&gt;How great was that?&lt;br /&gt;So,starting from Thursday,I have to tap on the touch-screen keys gently if not it will be dead again since it's very sensitive.I find it stupid.I'm not eyeing for a new phone right now.However,I'm eyeing for the new Canon Digital Ixus 100 IS.The gold one that caught my eye.On the other hand, I think Digital Ixus 95 is cool too because there's green.How pretty.Okay,I can continue dreaming;current camera is not even a year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syakura:How's you and ____?&lt;br /&gt;Me:*stare and shrug shoulders*&lt;br /&gt;Hopeless alright.I'm sad enough already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans do love to make a teeny weeny small thing into a big massive one.With the pace of adding fuel to the fire,I believe there will be no end to it because it kept mounting.Agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note,tomorrow is eldest brother's birthday.WOOOOOOO 31 years old already okay super super super old.Saaaaaaaaayang abang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SeNMjEQUMMI/AAAAAAAABFI/gCBF0Uq36mA/s1600-h/DSC01632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SeNMjEQUMMI/AAAAAAAABFI/gCBF0Uq36mA/s320/DSC01632.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324183349803364546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SeMuWKvLUmI/AAAAAAAABFA/pywB7TIB_bQ/s1600-h/DSC02887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SeMuWKvLUmI/AAAAAAAABFA/pywB7TIB_bQ/s320/DSC02887.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324150142856286818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SeMsv2xmooI/AAAAAAAABEw/M9GzakLt5dY/s1600-h/DSC02891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SeMsv2xmooI/AAAAAAAABEw/M9GzakLt5dY/s320/DSC02891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324148385151099522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SeMseDyhHJI/AAAAAAAABEo/effbkNE0Uqs/s1600-h/DSC02894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SeMseDyhHJI/AAAAAAAABEo/effbkNE0Uqs/s320/DSC02894.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324148079406947474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SeMr87Dlw2I/AAAAAAAABEg/xzeb5kp4I_k/s1600-h/DSC02896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SeMr87Dlw2I/AAAAAAAABEg/xzeb5kp4I_k/s320/DSC02896.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324147510126953314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SeMrsuf3W8I/AAAAAAAABEY/sYwiCfdpReg/s1600-h/DSC02901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SeMrsuf3W8I/AAAAAAAABEY/sYwiCfdpReg/s320/DSC02901.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324147231877979074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when it comes to you there's nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;I can't make you love me when you don't&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in your eyes all the compromise&lt;br /&gt;No,I can't take another slow goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still considering if I should watch BOF tonight or call it a day.Option two is tempting.It's fun appearing offline.Try it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-4995193266044036429?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/4995193266044036429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/6-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4995193266044036429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/4995193266044036429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/6-months.html' title='6 months'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SeNMjEQUMMI/AAAAAAAABFI/gCBF0Uq36mA/s72-c/DSC01632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-5995869722824819768</id><published>2009-04-12T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T02:10:02.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just using the internet for Fatin's sake since I need to send yesterday's pictures to her.Furthermore,2nd eldest brother is out for soccer.Blablabla went out with her yest and shall blog about it most probably tomorrow with pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt know that 2nd eldest brother ordered pizza just now and I was still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Doorbell rang and stupidly with my gong face,I answered the door.Siak bonus gile siaaaaaa.The deliveryman super handsome laaaaaaaaa.I wanted to run away after answering the door but my brother who was on the phone with his girlfriend handed me the money,asking me to pay him.And so,I have to stand there,I look at his face he look at mine and pay.Beeeeeeeeeeeest sekali eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate 4 slices of pizzzzzzzzzza yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dental appointment tomorrow again.Dang it.Okay I wanna watch Hannah Montana HAHAHAHHA i got no life whaaaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___'s words are playing on my mind since Friday night.I don't know if I should continue with it or just give it up.Oh manz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-5995869722824819768?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/5995869722824819768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-using-internet-for-fatins-sake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/5995869722824819768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/5995869722824819768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-using-internet-for-fatins-sake.html' title=''/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-1646588625763997565</id><published>2009-04-10T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T08:31:55.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>he wasn't there</title><content type='html'>Syakura smsed me this morning:&lt;br /&gt;S:Sya,wanna trim your hair?&lt;br /&gt;Me:*Laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it super random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave my eyes a rest yesterday by not wearing contacts.Anisa and Syakura commented that I looked much more decent wearing spectacles.So,I'm not decent when I'm wearing contacts.Isshhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt that today is Saturday.Agree with me?&lt;br /&gt;Ewin is supposed to come by my house to take the PS1 but somehow he's not here.3rd eldest brother is giving away his 10-year-old PS with the games and guns and what nots.Mother just asked him to take it away since that was a past craze since now is the PSP craze.Like everyone else,3rd eldest brother gave it up for PSP.Anyway,that was late dad's present to him for his achievements in PSLE.Furthermore,he is too old for it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a little bit of house chores.I ironed my own clothes today for the first time woooo.Caught up with Aidah ; cousin bonding for today.It freaking rained today and you know how much I hated it.Bugis;Marina;Bugis again;Iluma. Chatted over Hot Chocolate with Marshies at Iluma till late.I just love bonding bonding you know,you know.And and,my eyes were super fresh today because got alot of 'panas panas' people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sd9bD-vDs0I/AAAAAAAABEQ/D3tozi6LHBA/s1600-h/DSC02870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sd9bD-vDs0I/AAAAAAAABEQ/D3tozi6LHBA/s320/DSC02870.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323073408513323842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sd9a1gpq7YI/AAAAAAAABEI/W6qzq4fvdL0/s1600-h/DSC02873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sd9a1gpq7YI/AAAAAAAABEI/W6qzq4fvdL0/s320/DSC02873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323073159919496578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sd9apV6O1zI/AAAAAAAABEA/fngOFL1f-EE/s1600-h/DSC02876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sd9apV6O1zI/AAAAAAAABEA/fngOFL1f-EE/s320/DSC02876.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323072950877738802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sd9adyvPGwI/AAAAAAAABD4/A5R8kOQqQnc/s1600-h/DSC02881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sd9adyvPGwI/AAAAAAAABD4/A5R8kOQqQnc/s320/DSC02881.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323072752457816834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sd9aSZ7Ad2I/AAAAAAAABDw/7OwPfzmt3BA/s1600-h/SDC10247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sd9aSZ7Ad2I/AAAAAAAABDw/7OwPfzmt3BA/s320/SDC10247.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323072556817741666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sd9aGEnUCWI/AAAAAAAABDo/sxOU-QFv9CY/s1600-h/SDC10255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sd9aGEnUCWI/AAAAAAAABDo/sxOU-QFv9CY/s320/SDC10255.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323072344939563362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest will be up on Facebook.No point uploading all of it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am planning to mug tomorrow and I'm for real this time.Only after I'm back from accompanying Fatin for pictures taking tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why people like to put words into other people's mouth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-1646588625763997565?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1646588625763997565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/syakura-smsed-me-this-morning-ssyawanna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/1646588625763997565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/1646588625763997565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/syakura-smsed-me-this-morning-ssyawanna.html' title='he wasn&apos;t there'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sd9bD-vDs0I/AAAAAAAABEQ/D3tozi6LHBA/s72-c/DSC02870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-5060439394364684376</id><published>2009-04-07T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:31:22.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now that we're done</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 6.30 this morning.Serious shit.Mother was already nagging as I have to dry my hair and she asked me to chop it off.Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Chemistry Practical today because got green powder for us to heat.Super pretty I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay Paper 1 went pretty alright.The funny thing was Syakura wrote an essay about the Indian Rojak.Something like that la.Anyway,my stomach was making a hell lot of noise and Fatin was making me thinking about food so I rushed it.Had Chicken Rice and Prata.Woooo best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing that I went Geylang with mama,3rd eldest brother,aunt and cousins on Sunday.I love Geylang I tiao you.My mama didn't let me shop so I bought lots of food instead.Had Chicken Rice,Laksa and more.Seriously,I was on food therapy.So if you go geylang,ask me along.Oh ya,I also met Indra for a little while after dinner at Ramen Ten since he wanted to go to Big Bookshop.&lt;i&gt;step malu in front of my mother and aunty&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just spent an hour at Gramma's to dedicate a video to eldest brother since his birthday is on next Tuesday and sister in law and Irfan going Bangkok to surprise him.He seriously do not have a slightest idea about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went "Happy birthday Abang.I dont want you to pull out my braces because I love my teeth now *smiling widely,showing nearing perfect teeth* so I promise you that I will work hard for O's.take care and see you soon.Love uuuuuuuuuuu *waves and smiling widely*"&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today is Cikgu Murad's 60 something birthday.He super cute okay.&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu Murah:"saya sungguh gembira hari ini"&lt;br /&gt;S:Asal cikgu?&lt;br /&gt;CM:Hari ini hari lahir saya.&lt;br /&gt;S:Ohhhhh selamat hari jadi eh tak hari lahir Cikgu.&lt;br /&gt;CM:Sudah terlambat.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAH damn cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY THERE'S PE TOMORROW!!! *jumps around*&lt;br /&gt;No vulgarities starting for now.Slap me if I spout one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures.The rest are up on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SdtJARj4UqI/AAAAAAAABDg/sHi6rPZXdZM/s1600-h/DSC02811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SdtJARj4UqI/AAAAAAAABDg/sHi6rPZXdZM/s320/DSC02811.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321927653731095202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SdtI1hfWG0I/AAAAAAAABDY/1uFM-qTcrxM/s1600-h/DSC02814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SdtI1hfWG0I/AAAAAAAABDY/1uFM-qTcrxM/s320/DSC02814.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321927469028481858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SdtId1BJrPI/AAAAAAAABDQ/mq-uzSNaql4/s1600-h/DSC02818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SdtId1BJrPI/AAAAAAAABDQ/mq-uzSNaql4/s320/DSC02818.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321927061953686770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SdtH9yKIixI/AAAAAAAABDI/RhZIDNgwFew/s1600-h/DSC02825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SdtH9yKIixI/AAAAAAAABDI/RhZIDNgwFew/s320/DSC02825.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321926511430241042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SdtHdDEAosI/AAAAAAAABDA/t-CCTPDwxvw/s1600-h/DSC02833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 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/&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-6729420525059585997?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/6729420525059585997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-used-to-shine-so-bright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/6729420525059585997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/6729420525059585997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-used-to-shine-so-bright.html' title='How do you sleep'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-4180491858936569771</id><published>2009-04-04T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T09:27:41.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're not sorry</title><content type='html'>I seriously have no idea how to manage time.Kill me,someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always have mixed feelings when it comes to Fridays.I'm glad that weekends are here but also at the same time,ironically,I'm sad that there's no school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiring day today.The weather was not sparing us at all.Bonding time with Syakura over brunch.See,we always have bonding time.&lt;br /&gt;JVSS for the FA Competition.I really have to admit that River Valley was hell good.Swear that the whole thing was boring for non-competitors.Results didn't turn out good I suppose.Managed to catch American Idol just now :D Awwwwwwwww Danny Gokey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am supposed to watch BOF on the net but oh boy,I do sidetrack alot of times.For example,I was typing my english 2nd draft essay earlier on,but I went on to blogshopping instead.HAH tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been procrastinating things for too long already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes,Malay Mock Exam next week.My oral presentation on Monday.Best eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got no idea why but people are showing their true colours these few days.&lt;br /&gt;Gastric is here now because I skipped dinner.Hah well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm staying up,might as well I watch Liverpool's match.Ya,good plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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sorry'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-842455500934111729</id><published>2009-04-02T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T01:13:44.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the climb</title><content type='html'>Something is weighing on my mind today after recess that I couldn't focus during POA.If it's really true,___ is really a cow.I won't lose out this time.I've been giving in to people a lot of times and this time,over my dead body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self:&lt;br /&gt;Stop brooding over a small matter.&lt;br /&gt;Just get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-842455500934111729?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/842455500934111729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/climb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/842455500934111729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/842455500934111729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/04/climb.html' title='the climb'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-3180173783268623061</id><published>2009-04-01T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T07:10:59.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how you love me now.</title><content type='html'>Today's April Fool's day and the first one to get me fooled was my mother.I think it's going to be a tradition already.3rd eldest brother also got fooled.One word - hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when will the Attire &amp; Grooming check be over.I nearly got caught for my socks just now.A close shave I tiao you.I shall wear white socks starting from tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were a drag.Geography test was quite a breeze.Had practical for Biology which I think it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My inner cheeks are in pain due to the metal bands stucked on my teeth.It is rubbing against my inner cheeks since Monday's dental appointment.I think the phobia of going to the dentist's is increasing.The recent appointment was when she fugging grinded my tooth and it was fugging painful.Actually I must eat porridge but what the hell.Chew a little then forced to swallow.If die then I dont know.At most will choke only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julian looks like [insertname] and I can't take my eyes off him because he seriously looks like [insertname]!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised Fatin that I will memorise Flo Rida's Right Round so that I can rap in front of her during recess and make both of us laugh our asses off.This has been a joke since Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift's You're Not Sorry is on air!I just knew it last night. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George came and yesterday's cramps were the worst.Shau shi bai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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now.'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-5855064194664741750</id><published>2009-03-29T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T08:20:05.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never gonna happen</title><content type='html'>As I promised,I shall blog about Friday's Sports Day/Carnival.Okay,there was nothing fun about it since I was not in any of the games.Supposedly in tchoukball but oh boy was I lucky that there were too much people so volunteered out.I found that the game was pretty rough and the ball was quite heavy.So anyway,helped out with Captain's Ball and walked off,just like that.Nothing much for Sport's Day actually.&lt;br /&gt;Random thought:I remembered running 100m during Sec one's sports day.Or was it Primary 6?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brunch-ed and met up with Illa and Ewin.Asked me to follow them go somewhere so I went home for a little while and got changed.I'm lazy to elaborate more.Illa and Marcus bought their holgas so met the blog owner.Penin was next to buy their holga film and that was when I met Munir at the shop,unexpectedly.I swear I was tired and totally zonked out upon reaching home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay O level bengkel was alright.Saw familiar faces like Hidayah,Faaruq,Dyan,Syafiq and lots more.I was seriously like a zombie early in the morning.Was stoning,eyes half closed.Gossiped over lunch with Fatin,Indra and Eeman.The funny people on earth.Ben &amp; Jerry's at Vivo and headed home.I don't think I supported Earth Day last night because I was watching tv with lights on.HAHA what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never like Sundays.On a second thought,Sundays are usually filled with watching Korean dramas with mama and brother so it was rather alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think that I can devour a horse.Lose some fats okay.Gonna stay up late tonight and watch my Korean dramas on the net.Pictures next time as I don't really have a mood to stay so long on blogger okay nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting but it seems that it is not working,yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-5855064194664741750?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/5855064194664741750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/never-gonna-happen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/5855064194664741750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/5855064194664741750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/never-gonna-happen.html' title='Never gonna happen'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-1676993913130657272</id><published>2009-03-27T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T06:46:20.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saw munir unexpectedly somewhere around penin just now.&lt;br /&gt;Im shagged and need some shut eye immediately if not i will be a zombie tomorrow.i promise i will update about just now's sports day on sunday.  Provided i can remember everything. I know i will remember about something vividly. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;I swear my bill will cost me a bomb if i kept using the internet. Okay every seconds count and i shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;Bed,here i come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-1676993913130657272?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/1676993913130657272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/saw-munir-unexpectedly-somewhere-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/1676993913130657272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/1676993913130657272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/saw-munir-unexpectedly-somewhere-around.html' title=''/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-6155549386543444701</id><published>2009-03-26T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T07:17:26.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe slow.</title><content type='html'>I'm so brain dead right now.Intensive Math just now after school with Mrs Tey.I can't digest whatever she said because I was hungry.I can't think when I'm hungry.It's true.I'm sorry if you have to repeat umpteens times because I was hungry!!!!It felt as if I could devour a horse at that point of time.Lunch+Dinner at KFC.Safirah told me something today and it made me smiling like a one spastic girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of shagged now.Tired from laughing out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene one: during assembly,asked Atiqqa about her mother meeting Mdm Ang last night.&lt;br /&gt;Atiqqa: the first question she asked my mother was "do you know she got a boyfriend?"&lt;br /&gt;We talking about Atiqqa then suddenly Fatin talked about me.&lt;br /&gt;Fatin: Sekali she said to your sister, "do you know that your sister got small boobs?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHA that made me laugh ever so hard la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet the Parent Session last night went pretty smoothly.No teacher have any problems with me. :D Surprisingly,Mdm Roseza kind of knew my sister as they met at NIE someway and somehow.She then dragged me to Big Bookshop after the whole thing for assessment books shopping.Kind of a hurry.I will be so busy doing those thick assessments from now on.Math,Biology and Chemistry.I can just drop and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;I'm shagged.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry,again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Totally zonked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually,I got no mood to blog anymore.Will see how.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-6155549386543444701?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/6155549386543444701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/breathe-slow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/6155549386543444701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/6155549386543444701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/breathe-slow.html' title='Breathe slow.'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-3648554222190229399</id><published>2009-03-24T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T06:07:58.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently using phone to update. Yes,i know very bo liao. &lt;br /&gt;Was really looking forward for PE but mrs sam didnt come. To make matters worse,it fugging rained. I hate it when it rains. New seating plan and im still sitting so front. What a luck. Tomorrow is the meet the parent session.im fugging nervous and scared.maybe my 2nd eldest brother coming down and i dont want him to! I will be in deep shit.&lt;br /&gt;Okay,time for my boys over flowers. No mood for any revision.well done,syahirah. Well done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-3648554222190229399?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/3648554222190229399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/currently-using-phone-to-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/3648554222190229399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/3648554222190229399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/currently-using-phone-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-6634144187067127045</id><published>2009-03-23T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T07:51:23.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now it's too late for you and white horse to come around.</title><content type='html'>Weather today super bitch.Super humid make people sweat.Sometimes Mondays are nice,sometimes are super toot.&lt;br /&gt;Mondays means I can take my own sweet time to dress up,walk to school and look at the kids at the childcare centre.Cute stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was the same uhhhhh no difference.Great,I'm feeling the pressure of O's.Meet the parents session this Wednesday and please please please sister in law can make it if not I will have hell with my 2nd eldest brother with my results like that.Seriously la,how can I fail F&amp;N?Anyway,the 6 of us failed so it's okay (??)&lt;br /&gt;Gosh,MT paper is on 1st of June.Better get A1/A2 if not can just take up any other languages or just go die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot that tomorrow is my dental appointment.Oh what the hell i think i got plans.shall change to Monday.Also,I dont know what colours to take.Shall use the weekends to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching Boys Over Flowers just now.Okay,hot topic for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;The actor second from the left and the far right handsome riiiiiiiiight?To me and Syakura they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SceVsXNNNxI/AAAAAAAABCo/MVCmJ5gpVmo/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" 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always been active.I miss running.YAY YAY YAY TMR PE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-6634144187067127045?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/6634144187067127045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-its-too-late-for-you-and-white.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/6634144187067127045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/6634144187067127045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-its-too-late-for-you-and-white.html' title='Now it&apos;s too late for you and white horse to come around.'/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_v7N7toGZ7NU/SceVsXNNNxI/AAAAAAAABCo/MVCmJ5gpVmo/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-8589212150030806093</id><published>2009-03-20T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:40:14.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you can't play on broken strings.</title><content type='html'>Today was such a breeze.I felt peculiar today for I don't know what's the reason behind it.Maybe today is ___'s day or maybe not.Oh wellzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mugged all the way from 1 till 6.Was pretty annoyed with mama because she kept asking me to do things when I'm actually studying.Gaahhhhh,in the end,I also didn't do whatever she said.In fact,rarely.Was coughing like a mad cow when 3rd eldest brother smoked in front of me.I was literally dying,gasping for air.Secondhand smokers or passive smokers have more disadvantages and prone to cancerous diseases more.Maybe,just maybe,I should smoke and make others suffer and die.HAHAHA okay that's ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a drag to actually get out of the house tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught He's Just Not That Into You on Wednesday.Supposed to watch Coming Soon but some were afraid.Come on,it looks scary.Funny,should be NC16 not PG and some lessons learnt.Topshop was having a sale at Taka but the sizes were all super big so gave it a miss.Wisma next and finally a top from topshop.Alot of eyecandys around also.Tsk,I get happy easily I tiao you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is draining.Lens solution is draining too.Seeeeeee,everything needs money.I don't know how to save money.There's a little bit of irony there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roronoa! says (10:51 PM):&lt;br /&gt;dimanakah you berada,i kat sini macam orang gila, mana pergi semua i love you mana pergi janji janji dulu, you nak rombi i sudah beli, you nak doggy i sudah bagii, you you you i sayang you i jadi sundal semua pasal you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POKE POKE POKE HER FACE says (10:58 PM):&lt;br /&gt;THEN&lt;br /&gt;POKE POKE POKE HER FACE says (10:58 PM):&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU FUCK YOU VERY MUCH&lt;br /&gt;POKE POKE POKE HER FACE says (10:58 PM):&lt;br /&gt;SO PLEASE DONT STAY IN TOUCH&lt;br /&gt;POKE POKE POKE HER FACE says (10:59 PM):&lt;br /&gt;[insert middle finger]&lt;br /&gt; SYAHIRAH says (10:59 PM):&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;POKE POKE POKE HER FACE says (10:59 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i likey even thou i promised myself not to be evil&lt;br /&gt;POKE POKE POKE HER FACE says (10:59 PM):&lt;br /&gt;but see her face wanna fuck her face sia&lt;br /&gt;POKE POKE POKE HER FACE says (10:59 PM):&lt;br /&gt;EH MUST BE ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels different.I believe &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; will be the first and last longest chat ever,to me.It's so ummmm,weird?Obviously,half-hearted.Move on or continue?I think it's going to be game over soon. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-8589212150030806093?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/8589212150030806093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-cant-play-on-broken-strings.html#comment-form' title='0 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tired)</title><content type='html'>I don't know what's up with me this morning but I just can't sleep in.I slept at midnight last night,reading about 7 chapters of the book I'm currently reading and watching the telly and I woke up at 7.I must be missing school.Yes,that badly.Had a dream earlier on that I was pregnant(!!!) and still,I came to school with my big belly.Of all things.Tsk.Surfed the net early in the morning and slept again.Amusing huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with cousins as planned.Aidah was late,like extremely late.Agreed to meet at 2 plus in the end,came at 3.15.Ridhwan tagged along too.My legs were burnt by the sun.Should have worn pants instead of skirt if I had known earlier.Or bring sunblock.Lunch+Dinner at Pastamania;Far East.The cashier quite handsome nehhhh.So anyway,walked around and bought ourselves a top each.Headed home since it was already late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sb-vGoeoozI/AAAAAAAABCY/BqShdSWWNtI/s1600-h/DSC02782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sb-vGoeoozI/AAAAAAAABCY/BqShdSWWNtI/s320/DSC02782.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314158613800461106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sb-u3FL9_yI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Gp3fPa8kXAM/s1600-h/DSC02784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sb-u3FL9_yI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Gp3fPa8kXAM/s320/DSC02784.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314158346628890402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sb-ukiy49YI/AAAAAAAABCI/zkfiQNE5B1s/s1600-h/DSC02788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sb-ukiy49YI/AAAAAAAABCI/zkfiQNE5B1s/s320/DSC02788.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314158028159251842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sb-uUKykR2I/AAAAAAAABCA/oR4J-1MxLmE/s1600-h/DSC02791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sb-uUKykR2I/AAAAAAAABCA/oR4J-1MxLmE/s320/DSC02791.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314157746837538658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sb-t1B5IM8I/AAAAAAAABB4/zr4wTOynb2A/s1600-h/DSC02793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sb-t1B5IM8I/AAAAAAAABB4/zr4wTOynb2A/s320/DSC02793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314157211873194946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie date with classmates tomorrow.Town yet again.Okay,I think I wanna have a jog on Friday morning.I shall run all my troubles away as if I got one.&lt;br /&gt;Sister-in-law and Irfan will be going to Bangkok again tomorrow and I'm so jealous.I wanna go Bangkok again and shop till I drop which I believe that I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow,I wanna watch Disney Princess on Ice again.The first and last time was 2 or 3 years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired.I wonder when will this ever end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-126035790166129912?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v7N7toGZ7NU/Sb-vGoeoozI/AAAAAAAABCY/BqShdSWWNtI/s72-c/DSC02782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-196802003338125945</id><published>2009-03-14T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T08:50:14.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a nice Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent my Saturday morning with a Korean drama.I'm sure Syakura was watching it also.Stayed at the same spot in front of the telly till 2.Prepared sandwiches for brunch for 3rd eldest brother,Mama and myself.Gosh,I can really lose a couple of kilos like this.Blogshopped till I forget that it was time for prayers.Yeah,too engrossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anxiously waiting for Man.U and Liverpool match.I'm so gonna have a wonderful sleep tonight.Ownage manzxzz.Omg it's been a long time since Liverpool thrashed Man.U like this.Everyone's pm and on facebook was all about Liverpool's thrashing.I feel good.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever Torres smile,I will smile too.Awwwww.Didn't really get to watch it since Irfan came and I have to entertain him.It was pretty worthwhile because he was so irresistable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family occasion thingey tomorrow and will meeting cousins :D &lt;br /&gt;Sister-in-law and Irfan going Bangkok again on Wednesday to meet eldest brother yet again.I want to go Bangkok again.This time I'm going to spend more than $700 HAHAHAHA okay fat hope my mother not a rich tai tai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was extremely intimidated by the English TYS and Fairfield Methodist paper.Super wordy.I shall do the assignments one by one.Perhaps starting with Geography first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I find that 14 is a nice number,like today's date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-196802003338125945?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/feeds/196802003338125945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-nice-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/196802003338125945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4489213656420667321/posts/default/196802003338125945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeatentracks.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-nice-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>readitandweep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106186009676371412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4489213656420667321.post-1108828970100586783</id><published>2009-03-13T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T05:44:23.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my life would suck without you</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syahirah:shut up la you stalker.&lt;br /&gt;Lim You Yao:who want to stalk you?it's you stalk me one.&lt;br /&gt;Syahirah:how you know?&lt;br /&gt;Lim You Yao:I turn behind see your face.everywhere see your face.&lt;br /&gt;Syahirah: I think you think too much already.Think of me too much that's why everywhere see my face.&lt;br /&gt;Lim You Yao: *puking face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During English,reading aloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Lee: So,what do you think is your weakness?&lt;br /&gt;Reghu:I read too fast.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Lee: And?&lt;br /&gt;Reghu: My voice too sexy.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Lee: *gives puking face"&lt;br /&gt;whole class: HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed schedule and tons of assignments.Shall make full use of the one week break.It's like I got plans for the whole week except for Friday and the weekends.Shall stay home and do revision,if I'm able to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like school holidays.&lt;br /&gt;No school=no ____= sad syahirah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being with you is so dysfunctional&lt;br /&gt;I really shouldn't miss you,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-1108828970100586783?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4489213656420667321.post-497692996396149082</id><published>2009-03-10T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T05:59:44.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEMORALISED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argued with 2nd eldest brother about trivial matter and it became a big one.It's been a while since I cried my heart out.Felt extremely terrible.Then he smsed me and said sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't have the mood right now.Horrible and terrible mood.Screwed POA test just now and Term 1 results are out.What a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4489213656420667321-497692996396149082?l=thebeatentracks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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