<?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-8135425801287256874</id><updated>2011-07-09T02:55:42.455+08:00</updated><category term='AJ/CJ Harmonie'/><category term='JnD Reunion'/><category term='class bbq'/><category term='crazy human in the house.'/><category term='MISB Chalet'/><category term='long lost cat'/><category term='worries'/><category term='twilight'/><category term='random date'/><category term='birdie&apos;s birthday'/><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='Jess 18th'/><category term='JnD sleepover'/><category term='MISB'/><category term='a date with Farhana'/><category term='JnD date'/><category term='MISB CONCERT'/><category term='leadership roles'/><category term='Crazy Day'/><title type='text'>Kinne's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>432</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-718643850805560874</id><published>2010-05-09T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T02:08:23.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shikin has officially no longer using blogger. she has move on to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://monkehcrapture.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://monkehcrapture.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://monkehcrapture.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for fanfiction pics only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this blog shall be kept as memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;take care bloggers. BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-718643850805560874?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/718643850805560874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=718643850805560874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/718643850805560874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/718643850805560874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/05/shikin-has-officially-no-longer-using.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-8060077862659653780</id><published>2010-03-27T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T23:12:22.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S64fq0YliAI/AAAAAAAAB34/aLB4RWJBTlM/s1600/13325_409013630265_699155265_5440793_4054556_n-1.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/S64fq0YliAI/AAAAAAAAB34/aLB4RWJBTlM/s320/13325_409013630265_699155265_5440793_4054556_n-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453331019268982786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you J&amp;amp;D for the sophisticated dinner date! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-8060077862659653780?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/8060077862659653780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=8060077862659653780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8060077862659653780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8060077862659653780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/03/thank-you-j-for-sophisticated-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S64fq0YliAI/AAAAAAAAB34/aLB4RWJBTlM/s72-c/13325_409013630265_699155265_5440793_4054556_n-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-8555278676655858996</id><published>2010-03-23T13:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T13:49:11.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S6hUkhRacOI/AAAAAAAAB3w/zV0q_9bh4mY/s1600-h/IMG_5969-1.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/S6hUkhRacOI/AAAAAAAAB3w/zV0q_9bh4mY/s320/IMG_5969-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451700335315415266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Water flows in one direction. they dont flow in two opposite directions at the same time.&lt;div&gt;i love my mighty adventure in the city with my friends. once the camera is in your hand, you just cant stop clicking. but only if theres alot of beautiful things to take ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i so cant wait for friday. no no, im not going back for band. im gonna have a FISHY FRIDAY DATE! umm, yummy. fish....HAHAH! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh friday, please hurry come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-8555278676655858996?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/8555278676655858996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=8555278676655858996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8555278676655858996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8555278676655858996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/03/water-flows-in-one-direction.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S6hUkhRacOI/AAAAAAAAB3w/zV0q_9bh4mY/s72-c/IMG_5969-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-2225084468049384348</id><published>2010-03-20T02:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T02:31:02.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S6PCfog0wCI/AAAAAAAAB3o/EeNimRQYZk8/s1600-h/IMG_6021-1.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/S6PCfog0wCI/AAAAAAAAB3o/EeNimRQYZk8/s320/IMG_6021-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450413822755258402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are so close that people keep mixing up us both as each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-2225084468049384348?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/2225084468049384348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=2225084468049384348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2225084468049384348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2225084468049384348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-are-so-close-that-people-keep-mixing.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S6PCfog0wCI/AAAAAAAAB3o/EeNimRQYZk8/s72-c/IMG_6021-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-604169872337188880</id><published>2010-03-18T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T00:05:37.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally, im able to have 4days break from work. tho its 4days doesnt mean i can rest at home. i'll be packed with stuff.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i started off my break with a trip to sentosa with Ain and Helmi. as usual, helmi is always late. hahah! well, we took the luge which was awesome! if only the road is longer, den we can have a mighty race! HAH! so fun. quite cheap also. 2 rides @ $16. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the rest of the day, well you know it. my mighty adventure with Canon Powershot. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if only the day was longer, den i would be able to spend more time outside. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-604169872337188880?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/604169872337188880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=604169872337188880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/604169872337188880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/604169872337188880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/03/finally-im-able-to-have-4days-break.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-3630004492983670923</id><published>2010-03-16T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T01:14:39.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last thursday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had a movie date with the sec school girls. had work in the morning so i had to rush from sengkang to orchard.watched Alice in wonderland in 3D. i'll say, i almost had a headache. the movie is nice. right after that, we headed str8 back to yishun for our usual handout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;throughout the whole journey back, i wanted to sleep. BUT! there were TWO IDIOTS who didnt realised that they are producing UNSTANDABLE AIR. so much for the handle bar. they raise up the arms and poof! i cant sleep. Que tot i slpt cause my eyes were red. HAHAHAH! well NO! even a lady standing infront of me tried hard to get fresh air. in fact, she even cover her nose. HAHAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls as usual, had their birthday surprise. this time it was for me and que. a birthday cake surprise at the same place were me and que celebrated ours at clock strike 12. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks girls! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the next day i went to the IT Show. hell lots of people. so i made my aim and me and que quickly get to our target str8. too many people and we can be bothered to squeeze thru the crowds. i had myself a netbook. heheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then, im moving out from blogger soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-3630004492983670923?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/3630004492983670923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=3630004492983670923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/3630004492983670923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/3630004492983670923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-8645924242951559449</id><published>2010-03-07T01:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T01:39:17.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on the 5th of March it was my birthday.&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday to me and also Farah twinnie and Sue Itek! also to others who share the same birthday as me.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my celebrations? it was rather..... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but thanks to Que, Ain, Jerry and Cheryl, there was a smile on my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;firstly, i had my first mini celebrations with Que when the clock strikes 12midnite. yes i had a blowing candles session with Que. it was fun. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;secondly, after the wastage of 3/4 of my DAY, i finally had a mini celebrations also with Ain and the rest. it was sweet of them to treat me to Swensen for ice-cream. thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well you see, basically i didnt really had much fun for my specially day which is my birthday. everyone had their own stuff to settle especial on that particular day, it was the release of A'lvl results. so some of my frens there were rather depressed. i understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, if you're given the choice between A'lvl results and birthday, of course you'll focus more on A'lvl. duh. so i understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another was my frens had to go for cca and so i had to wait for them aimlessly. basically, 3/4 of my day was doing nothing. i was actually rather sad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haiyah, forget about it lah. its no big deal anyway. its just another normal day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then, everyone, take good care of yourself. the weather is freaking hot right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i wonder, isit possible between us? you're a chinese while im a malay. how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-8645924242951559449?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/8645924242951559449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=8645924242951559449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8645924242951559449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8645924242951559449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-5th-of-march-it-was-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-660816679984699194</id><published>2010-03-03T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T20:33:36.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S45UZfGGnlI/AAAAAAAAB3g/jTnW0BRSj5Q/s1600-h/HPIM0203.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/S45UZfGGnlI/AAAAAAAAB3g/jTnW0BRSj5Q/s320/HPIM0203.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444381796358069842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello, my name is Shikin and i've miss J&amp;amp;D madness already.&lt;div&gt;well, lets just say a dinner meet up is definitely not enough for us. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been busy with work and so are Rose and Mus. Herdy? she's having her holiday now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, one of my colleague asked me, "you got your pay already and that money is all yours. what are you gonna do with it?" i replied, "i dont know. see my mood ah."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that left me thinking again. how spendthrift can i be? very little. i mean, there are so many things i wanna get but i just cant bring myself to get it. why? maybe im just not use to spending the money at my own will. besides, i had to save cause it'll be my life time money. i've to be independent now. FYI, i mainly spend mostly on food. cause it makes me feel happy. HAHAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S45UYyBC4NI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/yaADrk9bFmI/s1600-h/IMG_5786-1.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/S45UYyBC4NI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/yaADrk9bFmI/s320/IMG_5786-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444381784257257682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;till then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im turning another year older SOON. waahhhh! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-660816679984699194?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/660816679984699194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=660816679984699194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/660816679984699194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/660816679984699194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello-my-name-is-shikin-and-ive-miss-j.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S45UZfGGnlI/AAAAAAAAB3g/jTnW0BRSj5Q/s72-c/HPIM0203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-4645202844683496634</id><published>2010-02-25T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T00:21:25.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>J&amp;amp;D&lt;div&gt;i miss yall so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was another reunion for J&amp;amp;D. well its just a short meeting for dinner. due to some of us having involve in work and school, we had dinner instead. i miss spending time with them the whole day. nvm, am looking forward to the next meet up. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people, if you ever heading to town, try making your way to far east. you'll find TWO cafe run originates from TWO countries. one is from korea while another is from malaysia. so you could actually see two countries is having their biz run side by side. who earn more? i dunnoe. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time now: 1220AM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am tired but i dont feel like sleeping. one more week and im turning **. excited? no. dont ask why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then, have a nice day people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-4645202844683496634?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/4645202844683496634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=4645202844683496634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4645202844683496634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4645202844683496634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/02/j-i-miss-yall-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-6816659274998522465</id><published>2010-02-23T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T15:36:09.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S4ODjVMttKI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/O81gQvK-5DM/s1600-h/IMG_5686-1.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/S4ODjVMttKI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/O81gQvK-5DM/s320/IMG_5686-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441337417802822818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chiak!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year, i dont feel any excitement. basically because i wont be able to celebrate with someone anymore. last year was the last time i had with mother. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh well, moving on....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every year you had to make a wish. well apparently i dont even know what exactly i want. those that i wanted is prolly impossible to get. well, i'll let Allah bring the fate then. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouhh ouhh, i forgot, theres something which i wanted to get for myself. in which it'll be too much for my friends to get it for me so i rather get it for myself. i would love to enter Body Shop with empty-handed and exit with HANDFUL OF BAGS! heh. well, i want get perfumeS plus other stuff there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;some of my wishes are best kept secrets.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;for i know these wishes is impossible to come true. :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-6816659274998522465?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/6816659274998522465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=6816659274998522465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/6816659274998522465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/6816659274998522465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/02/chiak-this-year-i-dont-feel-any.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S4ODjVMttKI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/O81gQvK-5DM/s72-c/IMG_5686-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-3036294486338399787</id><published>2010-02-19T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:05:05.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S36y1rdSv7I/AAAAAAAAB3I/T6m88AqYecM/s1600-h/HPIM1082-1.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/S36y1rdSv7I/AAAAAAAAB3I/T6m88AqYecM/s320/HPIM1082-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439982035178536882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunrise.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really wish to take some time off and spend the time sitting by the beach, envying the beautiful sceneries of sunrise. what not, enjoy the night cycling with your friends. what else... fly a kite? go traveling? becoming a domestic tourist? i really wanna do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now that im working and have the freedom to choose my own off day, i really wish to do alot of things. apparently one thing stop me from doing it most of the time. friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, you cant expect me to be doing it all alone right? i'll be like some loner and loser lah. having doing fun stuff with your best friends is the most memorable thing you'll ever had. sadly, most of my friends are either schooling (in which majority is) or working. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i wen back MI for band today. the seniors are gone for study break as there common test is just next week. all the best guys! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, the year 1s, tsk! tsk! tsk! at times, i shook my head. at another times, i'll laugh like mad. well, some are them are fun to be with while some....i just feel like slapping their face and ask them to just shut up and mind your own biz pls! HAH! i think some of the seniors know what i mean. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been long since i catch up with some of them and well....alot of things change. time flies, people change. i hope they wont forget all the friendship....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i really envy some of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-3036294486338399787?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/3036294486338399787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=3036294486338399787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/3036294486338399787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/3036294486338399787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/02/sunrise.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S36y1rdSv7I/AAAAAAAAB3I/T6m88AqYecM/s72-c/HPIM1082-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-6498534783914066361</id><published>2010-02-14T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T22:38:50.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S3gJ2WB8-XI/AAAAAAAAB3A/j6LtsgBONFU/s1600-h/In+Memory.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/S3gJ2WB8-XI/AAAAAAAAB3A/j6LtsgBONFU/s320/In+Memory.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438107379281230194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those were the times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-6498534783914066361?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/6498534783914066361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=6498534783914066361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/6498534783914066361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/6498534783914066361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/02/those-were-times.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S3gJ2WB8-XI/AAAAAAAAB3A/j6LtsgBONFU/s72-c/In+Memory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-8428709053230855974</id><published>2010-02-14T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T18:05:57.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S3fFc8Qf1HI/AAAAAAAAB24/YBQbnM7INeU/s1600-h/IMG_5647-3.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/S3fFc8Qf1HI/AAAAAAAAB24/YBQbnM7INeU/s320/IMG_5647-3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438032176075494514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Valentines Day to all.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh! ouh! not forgetting, Happy Chinese New Year to all those who are celebrating it! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enjoy your day! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-8428709053230855974?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/8428709053230855974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=8428709053230855974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8428709053230855974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8428709053230855974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S3fFc8Qf1HI/AAAAAAAAB24/YBQbnM7INeU/s72-c/IMG_5647-3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-2062540782633781537</id><published>2010-02-12T18:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T18:41:32.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ants.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HATE ANTS! I HATE ANTS! I HATE ANTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, basically theres ants crawling on the table and i had to keep getting rid of them. idiot. in addition, they like to steal my food! wahlao! I'LL KILL YOU, ANTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, Miss Kinne had a change of mood. she decided to do some cleaning service. well, you know, everyone in the house is too busy with work and stuff till the house was almost in a mess. so, since today Miss Kinne is free, she did the cleaning service. HAHAH! in short, Miss Kinne did the housework today, tho she woke up late. whoops! haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;shoutout to J&amp;amp;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;OI! CAN WE HAVE A REUNION DINNER??? I MISS YOU ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-2062540782633781537?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/2062540782633781537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=2062540782633781537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2062540782633781537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2062540782633781537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/02/ants.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-6301551292742396825</id><published>2010-02-11T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:53:31.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S3P7b3l0GEI/AAAAAAAAB2w/T7Ugem03E6A/s1600-h/IMG_1606-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S3P7b3l0GEI/AAAAAAAAB2w/T7Ugem03E6A/s320/IMG_1606-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436965631363913794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year valentines day clashes with CNY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but none the less, i see more are celebrating valentines then CNY. heh. well, at my work, today itself, alot of people ordered cookie cake for valentines day. whoah. really. i see everywhere, the people are into valentines more than CNY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok maybe its on my side. i couldnt see the spirit of CNY yet. just like last year, the spirit for Hari Raya wasnt there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh well, this time round, its on a two occasion but i doubt i'll be having fun on that day. i think i'll most prolly be at home resting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyone wanna ask me out? better get me asap. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-6301551292742396825?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/6301551292742396825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=6301551292742396825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/6301551292742396825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/6301551292742396825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-year-valentines-day-clashes-with.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S3P7b3l0GEI/AAAAAAAAB2w/T7Ugem03E6A/s72-c/IMG_1606-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-7066416507159020771</id><published>2010-02-09T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T23:40:06.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Curse you!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today i've been nothing but cursing like mad. yes! i was cursing throughout the journey from home to work and back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the bus was late for 15mins and the weather was freaking hot. when i got into the bus, a passanger happened to maybe forgot to pay the fare or the card got insufficient money. so the bus driver insist on her to pay by coins. apparently she doesnt have and had to asked ard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;again, it wasted my precious time. i was cursing like mad. so end up i was almost late for work. followed by, STUPID LADIES DOENT KNOW HOW TO USE TOILET! the toilet was awefully dirty. worse still, they didnt even flush it! yucks! stupid idiot! IF YOU DONT KNOW HOW TO USE THE TOILET DEN DONT USE LAH! make people's life esp the cleaners miserable only. CANNOT LIKE THAT LAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another thing was i hate people taking their own sweet time walking at the crowded area. like WTH! i was all cursing in my heart. REALLY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh...what a day. i hate it. i think i better control myself. wouldn't wanna end up in the hospital due to high blood pressure or whatever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-7066416507159020771?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/7066416507159020771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=7066416507159020771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7066416507159020771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7066416507159020771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/02/curse-you-today-ive-been-nothing-but.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-7478778117552411462</id><published>2010-02-06T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T22:43:33.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;One after another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, i went back for a visit to northbrooks band. alot of things really change. drastically. i mean as in the management wise. i dont even know who the leaders are or if the leaders are really doing their job. i only know Mr Tay, the conductor, is leading the band so far. ouh well, diff school got diff musicians. im sure everyone shares one common interest, music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Misses.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been weeks now that i last visited late mom's. i was too busy with work and tired that i hardly have time to visit her. well basically i had work on sunday, so couldnt make it. i really miss mummy alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking back at the photographs, i ran into her photo. i cried alot and my heart ache alot. if only i could turn back the time and see her happy faces and listen to her voices again. i've been dreaming of her lately. maybe bcoz i haven been visiting her's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh well, life have to move on isnt it? 2010 is a brand new year and i still have doubts about the future. but i am mentally prepared of the outcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;We may be far at sight but we are near at heart. i miss you.&lt;/i&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/8135425801287256874-7478778117552411462?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/7478778117552411462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=7478778117552411462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7478778117552411462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7478778117552411462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-after-another.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-4526121883272463075</id><published>2010-02-05T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T15:33:19.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S2vG4pwcWeI/AAAAAAAAB2g/IELrvrJqrho/s1600-h/tumblr_kws91dcVIO1qzdubgo1_500.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/S2vG4pwcWeI/AAAAAAAAB2g/IELrvrJqrho/s320/tumblr_kws91dcVIO1qzdubgo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434656051936647650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sweet.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every 5days a week, i spend my time at sengkang. for what? work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;once every week, i'll spend my time at bukit batok. for what? band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and only one day per week, i'll get a day off from everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tired? yes. very tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but one thing i want to admit. i can choose to have 2 days rest. that will depend on my mood. i received a news recently about someone. i find it rather irritating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;when i ask you to take over me, you said you dont want. you rather play your part. den now, you take back your words, without my consent and play happily. if you really wanna play den play! dont keep changing from here to there. wasting everyones time waiting for you to change your part. and also wasting my time!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;it just so irritating. if you really wanna play my part den play. tell me str8 so that i wont waste my time coming back to help! you know this very well. so stop wasting my time. plus, i cannot stand your attitude. stop being a cry baby. its just a small matter and you are already crying as if its a big deal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ppl, im sorry. im just venting my anger here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;there are times that you had to be materialistic and play the bad guy. no harm to that.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-4526121883272463075?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/4526121883272463075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=4526121883272463075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4526121883272463075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4526121883272463075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/02/sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S2vG4pwcWeI/AAAAAAAAB2g/IELrvrJqrho/s72-c/tumblr_kws91dcVIO1qzdubgo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-3614463945155321835</id><published>2010-01-30T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T18:44:16.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tummy ouh tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my tummy is giving me problems. its either diarrhoea or food poisoning or gastric. im not sure which one but its been 3days already. i just got the medicine and hoping to get well soon. if all else fail, i'll approach the doc. hopes nothing goes wrong. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last night i had a dream. i dreamt of late mummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was in the kitchen making a cup of coffee. i turn to my right and i saw late mummy in her usual sleeping dress walking towards me. its as tho she just bath and is heading towards the washing machine to wash clothes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was in a confuse state. i dont know what i was doing but i was actually shouting for her. i shout out "MAMA!" but at that instant i was aware that she had moved on but i was shouting for her. i could feel that in this dream, i was both scared and happy. my heart ache....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean come on. its a dream and it feels so real. you know very well that your love ones had moved on. out of a sudden you see her in the kitchen with you. so its either you feel happy or scared. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dear society,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can i just be a full time performer? can i be a personal photographer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can i just do a service job? service as in serve as a performer or just a photographer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;life is hard...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-3614463945155321835?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/3614463945155321835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=3614463945155321835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/3614463945155321835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/3614463945155321835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/01/tummy-ouh-tummy.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-2504521198720501063</id><published>2010-01-29T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T00:28:35.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Hi! Cookies for you ma'am/sir?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"buy 300 get 60gram free"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"payment by nets, would you like to buy 400 and get 100 free?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is basically some of the things i had to SAY to the customers. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh yes, i've been occupying myself with work. work work work. ouh dang! for the sake of getting myself busy and MONEY! i've to work. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so far, im getting the hang of it. this job is better than my 2 previous jobs BUT! the pay is lower than my 2 other previous jobs. HAHA! ouh well....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i do miss schooling tho. everytime when i reach compass point to go work, theres always ALOT of students. well basically they end school when i've to work. all thanks to night shift. tsk! basically it brings back memory of my sec sch days....HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i always keep my friday off from work. so that i could either go back MI for band or for a date with my friends. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so people! if you wanna have a date with me, better get your FRIDAY free... or else i wouldnt be bothered to entertain your request. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-2504521198720501063?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-6363677355294548699</id><published>2010-01-24T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:26:45.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The past.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was actually reading back all of my post in this faithful blog. how time flies and many things had happened in my life. it was indeed a so called repeated scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in a minute you were happy, the next minute you were sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as time flies, things change. dont you agree?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was reading through the post and i came across the poems. a poems given by an unknown someone. that someone who is concerned enough to cheer me up. a stranger from afar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well i do not know this person but the poems given by this person was indeed nice. i was down at that time when this person pops up by my tagboard and tag a poem for me. this person is known as Kay. just Kay. i wonder who are you really....how do you even find my blog...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im just curious. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-6363677355294548699?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/6363677355294548699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=6363677355294548699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S1wC53HiRKI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/DWi3pFt7Yn0/s1600-h/Judes.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/S1wC53HiRKI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/DWi3pFt7Yn0/s320/Judes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430218443773330594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Judes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahh...yes. im in the life or working. so dont bother asking me out on weekdays for i wont be able to attend to you guys. except for one day, FRIDAY. its the only day that i'm off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;each week i'll work about 4-5 days but FRIDAY is confirm im off. HAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really miss school. the fact that i went back to visit MISB on friday, i seriously miss all those fun i had with my classmates. im glad i met them as i walk around the school. they sure gave me a BIG TIGHT HUG. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE BIG HUGS! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-5759334502907650714?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/5759334502907650714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=5759334502907650714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-7715376328229041912</id><published>2010-01-21T18:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T18:25:04.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FOR NOW, SAY HELLO TO WORKING LIFE.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-7715376328229041912?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/7715376328229041912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=7715376328229041912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was eating dinner alone at home when the cloud turned grey. it was about to rain. from bright to dark, lighting starts to strike. i was scared. i was eating my dinner when i see few bright strikes of lights from my window. it was scary. i've never felt this scared before. i stop eating and i shut my eyes and cover my ears. i don't know why but i was all scared. tears start to roll down my checks as i prayed to Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like seriously, i dont know why i was all scared and i felt as if i was abandoned by my family. i was all alone at home, eating dinner like a loner. it was raining with lightning and thunder and i was all scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tried my best to stay calm and i pray to Allah to protect me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how i wish theres someone for me now. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-7848866883742505992</id><published>2010-01-17T02:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T02:54:02.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S1IJEbPkcCI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/eAw8kzkzFdI/s1600-h/IMG_5615-1.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/S1IJEbPkcCI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/eAw8kzkzFdI/s320/IMG_5615-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427410472572055586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the past.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking back at the saved old photos do brings back memory. why i said saved? well bcoz majority of my baby and young photos were gone. thanks to daddy. i only managed to save some. in which only an album and that only consist of the 2/3 year old me with late mom celebrating sis 5/6 birthday. how time flies and apparently i dont remember any of those events. sad. i was still young at that time and i hardly rmb any. only certain picture i could remember the events.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some memories are meant to be remembered while some is best to be forgotten. i had too many happy and painful moments. it leads to what i am today. no matter how much effect it is on me, i have to move on. sooner or later, i'll forget about the past and remember the latest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can choose to remember or forget about it. its my decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-7848866883742505992?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/7848866883742505992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=7848866883742505992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7848866883742505992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7848866883742505992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/01/past.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S1IJEbPkcCI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/eAw8kzkzFdI/s72-c/IMG_5615-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-8358208329660052015</id><published>2010-01-15T14:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T14:57:13.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S1AQmrM8v3I/AAAAAAAAB2I/vjCyeiuSGW0/s1600-h/16954_240122717573_661247573_3132033_3534987_n-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S1AQmrM8v3I/AAAAAAAAB2I/vjCyeiuSGW0/s320/16954_240122717573_661247573_3132033_3534987_n-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426855807599558514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the job hunt for the past few days was indeed tiring. lots of walking and guts were done. all the interviewing and waiting for call shits is freaking annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so Mus and Rose gotten their job. now left me, waiting for a call from the manager for an interview. so there, i doubt i'll get the job fast coz manager love to take their own sweet time to decide. irritating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fanfiction. i think im beginning to draw myself near it. you dont need dslr to produce an excellent picture. Digital camera do comes in handy. Digital camera can do the same thing like how dslr did. all you need is actually your eyes and your intelligent. every eye have their own way of capture the beautiful scene or pose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then, i miss school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-8358208329660052015?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/8358208329660052015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=8358208329660052015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8358208329660052015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8358208329660052015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/01/job-hunt-for-past-few-days-was-indeed.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S1AQmrM8v3I/AAAAAAAAB2I/vjCyeiuSGW0/s72-c/16954_240122717573_661247573_3132033_3534987_n-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-7745608951436313042</id><published>2010-01-12T16:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T16:30:05.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School have officially start for all and im here hopelessly rotting at home. there are indeed a few decisions that i've yet to make. these are indeed tough decisions and TIME MANAGEMENT.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if only money would just fall instantly from the skies, then i wouldnt mind taking up private courses. apparently, that is way way impossible. sis suggested to take up some certs as a first step. but the problem is i seriously do not know whats my interest. there are too many and i cant stick to one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i truly have long long life, then i wouldnt mind taking my time taking up those skills. EH! no no, don't get the wrong idea of short life. im just saying, i wouldnt mind taking up many courses if i have long life. the problem is, we all dont know how long we can live in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss attending school in MI. if not at this time, i would be cracking my brain out with my classmates for the deadly A'lvls. if i were to still continue in MI, i would be in my Year 3 already. sadly, domestic problems kept occurring and i cant keep myself focus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now that im no longer schooling, i feel so hopeless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont worry, i am still contemplating to continue studying but not early this year. i need to get a job and get my own pocket money first. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one thing for sure, i will still be a musicians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-7745608951436313042?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/7745608951436313042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=7745608951436313042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7745608951436313042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7745608951436313042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-have-officially-start-for-all.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-7799466277558688405</id><published>2010-01-10T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T01:41:56.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S0i-3GhKv-I/AAAAAAAAB2A/53tngUVz5Ko/s1600-h/IMG_5496-1.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/S0i-3GhKv-I/AAAAAAAAB2A/53tngUVz5Ko/s320/IMG_5496-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424795605019574242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2010, i cant seem to see what lies in 2010 for me. worst still, i cant see myself in the future! OMG! haiyo....school is starting soon for my fellow millennians. which means i wont get to meet them that often now. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh well, its time for me to get a job now. gonna go for job hunting with Rose on monday. hopefully i'll get one asap. in time like this, i cant be fussy. sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i would love to go back to ECP and enjoy the night cycle again. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-7799466277558688405?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/7799466277558688405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=7799466277558688405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7799466277558688405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7799466277558688405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-i-cant-seem-to-see-what-lies-in.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S0i-3GhKv-I/AAAAAAAAB2A/53tngUVz5Ko/s72-c/IMG_5496-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-3884932073960631505</id><published>2010-01-05T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T01:28:50.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S0NyeVZucsI/AAAAAAAAB14/qqXggbgSgr4/s1600-h/19664_1308384876725_1443663783_856689_417356_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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S0NyeVZucsI/AAAAAAAAB14/qqXggbgSgr4/s320/19664_1308384876725_1443663783_856689_417356_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423304241750897346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Weird Sisters.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when it comes to monday, people will have monday blue. but not my monday. i called my monday, Green Monday. well basically because i wore green. in addition, daddy wore green too. plus more people at ECP wore green. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had bbq at ECP yesterday and it was indeed fun. better and funnier than the previous one. ok, maybe coz i got my camera with me? HAHA! the view was so nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apparently, the rain just love to ruin our bbq. there was a time where i set the fire already and suddenly it start to drizzle. irritating! so we end up let the fire go off by the rain and wait for the rain to stop. this time, we managed to bbq the food nicely! it was tastefully done! YES! HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i stayed over there with Yvonne and Huimin. ouh no no, we dont tent there, we cycled from spot to spot. night cycling. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from the pavilion to the beautiful open space by the beach to catch the PLANE and SUNRISE! apparently, the dark clouds was covering the sun so we couldnt catch the sunrise fully. damn it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, i should say, Pissing Tuesday. everything seems to be pissing me off. 1st, it was the housework. i dont know what happen yesterday but i know sis didnt work. apparently she did not do the housework. so, with my tired eyes and body, i forced myself to complete the housework first b4 sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd, i wanted to upload the pics, but the laptop is taking way too much time to upload. so i had to stop everything and off the laptop. 3rd, my air-con is leaking. i had no choice but to use the fan instead of the aircon. i told daddy about it and he did NOTHING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lastly, my ulcer is killing me! im having a hard time chewing the food or even drink! damn it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh well, i'll be meeting J&amp;amp;D 2mr. history trip, here i come. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-3884932073960631505?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/3884932073960631505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=3884932073960631505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/3884932073960631505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/3884932073960631505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/01/weird-sisters.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/S0NyeVZucsI/AAAAAAAAB14/qqXggbgSgr4/s72-c/19664_1308384876725_1443663783_856689_417356_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-8377979310764085233</id><published>2010-01-01T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T14:25:11.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like finally, celebrated a new year with my friends at a unique place, Church of St Anthony of Padua. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hell no! im not there for their church thing! im there to party and countdown! HAHA! its something unique to me as a muslim. yeah i know, its weird for a non-catholic girl like me go to church but who cares. im there for a countdown party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was awesome. everyone were dancing their ass out and we all did the same thing. my ear was half-deaf as the music were blasting like hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all my friends out there, here wishing you a Happy New Year. stay healthy and cheerful always. take care! :)&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/8135425801287256874-8377979310764085233?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/8377979310764085233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=8377979310764085233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8377979310764085233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8377979310764085233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2010/01/10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1-0-happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-6793349456018182746</id><published>2009-12-31T13:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T14:13:27.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Szw6pxfONyI/AAAAAAAAB1w/9B8gaj4fUms/s1600-h/Beyond_Words.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Szw6pxfONyI/AAAAAAAAB1w/9B8gaj4fUms/s320/Beyond_Words.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421272540780574498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2009 had been nothing but bittersweet. but i'll call it rather sorrowful. 2009 is a year that i'll never forget. the year where i lost a very important person in my life and that is my mother. never did i expected this would come. i thought she would have a long life but i was wrong. Allah love her more than anyone else and so she had to leave us for a better place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my friends kept telling me to move on but i cant seem to pull through fully yet. im still in disbelieve of what had happened. i was indeed rude to her weeks before she was admitted to the hospital. never it occurred in my mind that she was suffering badly. i was too selfish to myself and was too focus in school that i neglected her health risk. i have myself to blame bcoz all i think was about MISB and the SYF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MISB is already giving me pressure for the SYF. because of that i was rude to mother. i thought i was able to make up for it after SYF but i was wrong. i was too late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i could still remember my last moment with mother. the day before she left, she had high fever. she was too weak to talk to us but she was able to look and stare at us. me, sis and daddy was all by her side and all she could do was to stare at us. i fed her 3 spoonful of food and 2 bottles of tonic water. that was the only thing i last did for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never it occurred to me that it was my last time with mother. as we all left, i bid my final farewell to her. at that point of time, i felt something was not right. who would have thought, the next morning she left us all. we were all in disbelief but we cant do anything as she had left us to a better place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Szw5iYGr3gI/AAAAAAAAB1o/9Q9Mg2UyHWU/s1600-h/mum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Szw5iYGr3gI/AAAAAAAAB1o/9Q9Mg2UyHWU/s320/mum.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421271314196061698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rest in peace dearest mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry if im bragging over my mothers departure. its the only thing that i'll remember 2009 for. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it may hurts me alot but nonetheless, my friends have been there for me. i count myself blessful for having such friends who care for me. they tried their best to cheer me up and im thankful for that. i do not wish to further elaborate much for 2009 for its been a bittersweet memories. in time to come, about few hours left, 2009 will be a history. 2010 will be a new year and a new life for me to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2009, thank you.&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/8135425801287256874-6793349456018182746?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/6793349456018182746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=6793349456018182746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/6793349456018182746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/6793349456018182746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Szw6pxfONyI/AAAAAAAAB1w/9B8gaj4fUms/s72-c/Beyond_Words.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-5593691499088230003</id><published>2009-12-29T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:03:59.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SzoSi20MWTI/AAAAAAAAB1g/5hgaLG_L5bw/s1600-h/IMG_2624-2.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/SzoSi20MWTI/AAAAAAAAB1g/5hgaLG_L5bw/s320/IMG_2624-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420665491533093170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;how curious can Adik be? HAHAHA!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today Miss Shikin travelled mainly towards the WEST SIDE. hmmm west side story? nahh.... its just some traveling that Miss Shikin had with Miss Ain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Bukit Panjang to Yishun to Woodlands to Bukit Batok to Chua Chu Kang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so our journey will always be from one end to another end and back to the same end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this coming thurs, i'll be nowhere but at woodlands! countdown with Rose and the others at her church. excited? YES! HAHAH! Al-Ameen better have alot of varieties! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i love groceries shopping!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-5593691499088230003?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/5593691499088230003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=5593691499088230003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5593691499088230003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5593691499088230003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-curious-can-adik-be-hahaha-today.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SzoSi20MWTI/AAAAAAAAB1g/5hgaLG_L5bw/s72-c/IMG_2624-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-2717898639690432048</id><published>2009-12-29T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T00:25:09.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Results.&lt;div&gt;i so dont like waiting for results to be release in your face. HAHA! this was indeed from experience from the past few SYF. so irritating! your hopes were high and when the results were announced, tears start to roll down your cheeks. but not for Singapore Idol. i was laughing like mad when the results were announced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so does that mean now singapore idol become IDOLA SINGAPURA? all 3 idols are malay, so? heck care with the stupid "keep the tradition of anak melayu" lah! come on lah, its the person that represents our country NOT for fun. haiyo.... some people just dont know how to vote.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok enough about this idols. both are winners and both have their own strong and weakness right? LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is a new cafe at far east. its called Tom &amp;amp; Toms Cafe. its a KOREAN cafe. WOW! its the same like any other ordinary cafe but the only diff is it originates from Korea and their drink sizes range only from Tall and Grande. no venti. sad....HAHAH! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3days left....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-2717898639690432048?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/2717898639690432048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=2717898639690432048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2717898639690432048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SzYtN4kQkOI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/MmNzIdyf6hA/s320/IMG_4342-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419568918132986082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Siaowomen is on the move.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;christmas pass and today marks the 5th year anniversary since the last tsunami strikes and killed many innocents lives. may the soul rest in peace. amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in time to come, i hope everything will be back to normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i miss our laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-232725117440139324?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SzYtN4kQkOI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/MmNzIdyf6hA/s72-c/IMG_4342-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-5243735767289180096</id><published>2009-12-25T14:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T14:54:13.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ENJOY YOUR DAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-5243735767289180096?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/5243735767289180096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=5243735767289180096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5243735767289180096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5243735767289180096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-to-all-enjoy-your-day.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-7493916461225577453</id><published>2009-12-24T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T15:55:15.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SzMbGUkx_aI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/v1-19Q4JH_Y/s1600-h/tumblr_kv4h4fXGuE1qzdubgo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SzMbGUkx_aI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/v1-19Q4JH_Y/s320/tumblr_kv4h4fXGuE1qzdubgo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418704572072983970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look back at your personal diary and reflect. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was a whole day of conquering around zoo. Yes! finally i got my feet back into zoo and visit all the long time no see animals. HAHAHA! the last time i went there was sec 1 and its only the butterfly section. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in a week time, 2009 will be a history. 2010 will be a new year and a new life for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(173, 56, 64); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;feel the chemical reaction in the next month. i wish its true....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#AD3840;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;every year, my wish for Christmas always came true. i do hope this year my wish will come true. tho it seems impossible i hope things will make it possible. have faith.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-7493916461225577453?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/7493916461225577453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=7493916461225577453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7493916461225577453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7493916461225577453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/12/look-back-at-your-personal-diary-and.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SzMbGUkx_aI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/v1-19Q4JH_Y/s72-c/tumblr_kv4h4fXGuE1qzdubgo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-4929944545876604174</id><published>2009-12-22T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T21:16:44.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SzC_5eE-WOI/AAAAAAAAB1I/yGTIHveoYuU/s1600-h/IMG_3471-1.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/SzC_5eE-WOI/AAAAAAAAB1I/yGTIHveoYuU/s320/IMG_3471-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418041345774082274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CAUGHT YOU! BIRD!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had band camp for 2days. well actually it was 3days, sunday to tues but i came on monday onwards. first day was fine, but i didnt get involve much. i just wanted to see how everything goes. im sure theres some disappointment but im sure they did had fun. the sad thing is, i had a very deep cut on my left index finger. it may be a finger but its very painful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the alumni were making supper for the band yesterday and i decided to help out. i was too careless as to get myself cut from the sharp edge of the campbell soup can. whoops. i was opening the lid without realising that i press my finger hard on the sharp edge. well prolly bcoz the lid wasnt open properly with the equipment thats why its diff to take the lid off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so there goes my finger. making me hard to type on the lappy and to do anything with my left hand properly. tsk! the cut is too deep and its feeling numb right now. haiyo....ouh well, by 2mr it should be alright uhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i heard that northbrooks will be celebrating their 10th Anniversary next year. well, i don't know if i'll be able to make it for i know i'll be packed with stuff next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, when i reach home today, there was an awful smell. in which it was a burned smell. sis told me that the house almost got burned. it all thanks to Daddy carelessness. this morning Daddy boiled chicken for my cats den he left it unattended and left the house to buy breakfast (in which he will take his own time to buy). sis was still sleeping when he left. so what happen next? the water got dried up and turn the inside of the pot BLACK! even the chicken got burned. sis say there were nearly fire. thank god that sis woke up on time to quickly turn off the fire. this is not the first time that had happen. it happens so many times. can you imagine what will happen if me and sis not at home and Daddy left the fire unattended? GOSH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2mr is wednesday and i am going to the ZOO with my frens! yes you heard that right. HAHAH! i'll go to zoo and visit the MONKEH! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-4929944545876604174?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/4929944545876604174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=4929944545876604174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4929944545876604174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4929944545876604174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/12/caught-you-bird-had-band-camp-for-2days.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SzC_5eE-WOI/AAAAAAAAB1I/yGTIHveoYuU/s72-c/IMG_3471-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-6718906098353201641</id><published>2009-12-21T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T02:17:31.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caramel Latte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sy5ncsDkg6I/AAAAAAAAB1A/AyLNp9EQt-0/s1600-h/IMG_4294-2.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sy5ncsDkg6I/AAAAAAAAB1A/AyLNp9EQt-0/s320/IMG_4294-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417381144333419426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;how much more can i ask for spending crazy big times with the MONKEH. 18th December 2009, i treated my Razzi to seoul garden. since i was in a good mood and am willing to be a banker of the day, i treated them to KBox too.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we all go crazy as usual. all those screaming, laughing, jumping and smiling sure take my mind off from all those heart-breaking problems. they sure made my day. it's my pleasure to give them a treat since they have been there for me in MI. im so gonna miss all the MONKEH moments. ouh well, theres always 8digits to press to get through them. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, i accompanied Musfit to redeem his MacBook.WAHLAO! purposely making me jealous. ouh well, as we were walking as Giant, he DROP THE CASE! HAHAH! TAKE THAT MUSSY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sy5ncRft0lI/AAAAAAAAB04/5v-FFeOmsQ8/s1600-h/IMG_4579-2.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sy5ncRft0lI/AAAAAAAAB04/5v-FFeOmsQ8/s320/IMG_4579-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417381137203712594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when theres a camera with a remote control, beware of these people. HAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so when's our next karaoke outing? :)&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/8135425801287256874-6718906098353201641?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/6718906098353201641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=6718906098353201641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/6718906098353201641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/6718906098353201641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/12/caramel-latte.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sy5ncsDkg6I/AAAAAAAAB1A/AyLNp9EQt-0/s72-c/IMG_4294-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-7071628739392688768</id><published>2009-12-19T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T18:15:40.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Take a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We will only be hurting each others more. say whatever you want for i dont wish to have things go worse than ever. Lets just take a break for now and be back when we all are finally cool down from everything. its a havoc year indeed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;im sorry.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-7071628739392688768?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/7071628739392688768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=7071628739392688768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7071628739392688768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7071628739392688768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/12/take-break.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-7693792309095237024</id><published>2009-12-16T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T15:30:26.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Awesomeness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SyiKS5mkJiI/AAAAAAAAB0w/qkqp6d8uIQo/s1600-h/IMG_4149-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SyiKS5mkJiI/AAAAAAAAB0w/qkqp6d8uIQo/s400/IMG_4149-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415730609217873442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;We may not be seeing each other again but..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SyiKR9vKEVI/AAAAAAAAB0g/RT9eTJ0fBLk/s400/15433_204906199377_806309377_2890314_3010509_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;We are still the bestest evil twin ever.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SyiKSCDbn6I/AAAAAAAAB0o/ssqtFQKnQfQ/s400/15433_204906224377_806309377_2890318_4220260_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;and the bestest sisters ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I LOVE ALL OF YOU! THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES.&lt;/span&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/8135425801287256874-7693792309095237024?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/7693792309095237024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=7693792309095237024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7693792309095237024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7693792309095237024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/12/awesomeness.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SyiKS5mkJiI/AAAAAAAAB0w/qkqp6d8uIQo/s72-c/IMG_4149-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-2998753534435038784</id><published>2009-12-15T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T17:14:00.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Colori Della Vita.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an awesome charity concert. sadly, everything went on fast and in a click, the day just ended like that. i still cant believe its over. i wish it never ends. i haven had enough fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the concert start out smoothly. thank God that everything went on as planned. all our hardwork and sacrifices finally paid off. im so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything happened in a flash. it felt so different from the last year end concert i had. at least the last year end concert we get to stay over in school but this year we cant. how i really wish this were to happen again. then there will be another round of crazy momentum and nonsensical jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh well, whats done is done. i cant turn back the time and replay everything again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im so proud to have been in MISB and i will still be in touch with them. they are the bestest band i ever had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to all who came yesterday, thanks for your support and the flowers and the goodies! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i am not happy with the fact that people use my camera without my permission. seriously, i do not like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-2998753534435038784?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/2998753534435038784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=2998753534435038784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2998753534435038784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2998753534435038784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/12/colori-della-vita.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-3404338416590235193</id><published>2009-12-13T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T19:20:14.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shopping.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;early in the morning at 6.30am, my alarm rang but i reset the timing again. at 7.45am it rang again. i switched it off and when back to sleep. finally, at 8.30am i woke up by myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to pay a visit to the cemetery. i can't remember when was the last time i visited but it seems that the grass grew fast and taller. right after visiting, daddy send me to thomson rd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my batt went flat thanks to Ain for not picking it up. went to Far East Floral to pick flowers. the place where they kept the flowers were freaking cold! like a fridge! but it was so fun! going around the whole "fridge" picking up flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ain's family was there so it seems that me and Adeline was like having a shopping day with Ain's family. HAHAH! we went Mustafa Shopping Centre (in which i can get lost) and IMM. at IMM, we start our shopping. we bought chocolates and my perfume. my perfume finish already so im in need of a replacement. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks for the ride to Ain's daddy. haha! i cant imagine if our fathers meet each other. confirm they sit at coffee shop drinking just coffee and talk talk talk talk non stop. -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2mr is the concert and i do hope everything will go smoothly. in addition to that, 2mr will be the last day that i will spend as much as possible time with all my dearest. after that, i do not know when will i get to spend time again with them in band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, whatever it is, they are the best bandits to get wild with especially Ain, the best person to disturb. HAHA! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;lets get high with coke.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-3404338416590235193?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/3404338416590235193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=3404338416590235193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/3404338416590235193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/3404338416590235193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/12/shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-5979800230888764264</id><published>2009-12-11T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T22:31:38.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pissed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who would have thought that my anger was vent at the pitiful bunch of chairs in the school hall. yes, today i was damn pissed for God knows what reason. like seriously. lunch was late and i was angry. so did my other two buddies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was really pissed that i decided to rearrange the chairs in the hall. to my anger, the chairs went, WHAM! BAM! TAM! so the hall was filled by my anger to the chairs O_O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then when i finally cool down, i asked myself about my anger. i realised i didn't really know whats the reason behind my anger. sometimes i got carried away about my anger due to being used to be the Vice-president of MISB. now that i've left the school, im in no position to scold the band or whatsoever. sometimes it does get to my nerves of scolding them like hell but i control myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 mores days till the concert. i have the feeling that some things will go bad. like really. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-5979800230888764264?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/5979800230888764264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=5979800230888764264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5979800230888764264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5979800230888764264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/12/pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-8212886259113843641</id><published>2009-12-09T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:05:46.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sx-uD3IyMmI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/3lsG2ziW2Cs/s1600-h/IMG_3753-1.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sx-uD3IyMmI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/3lsG2ziW2Cs/s320/IMG_3753-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413236658486260322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guy to the front, ladies to the back.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this whole week i've been and still be busy with band. concert is just a few days away. i am tired and i just feel like sleeping and never wake up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-8212886259113843641?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/8212886259113843641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=8212886259113843641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8212886259113843641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8212886259113843641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/12/guy-to-front-ladies-to-back.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sx-uD3IyMmI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/3lsG2ziW2Cs/s72-c/IMG_3753-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-1844781222234510127</id><published>2009-12-05T14:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T14:19:28.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ICE-SKATING.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my friday was spent fully with The Razzi. morning as usual we had band practice, which is boring. but soon when clock strikes 2pm, we were all excited. there were only 5 of us and J&amp;amp;D M was one of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went for 2 hours of hilarious ice-skating and it was damn fun. it was indeed my first time there and im getting the hang of it. im still scared to skate tho. HAHA! Musfit is such and ditcher! he teach me for a moment and another moment he went missing. his 2/3 rounds is my 1 lousy round. AHAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;overall it was fun and hilarious. out of 5 of us, 3 of them fell. the Evil twins is as usual, the lucky ones! HAHAHA! we end off our day at CBTL with dare/dare and also chasing after bus 16! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after so much hilarious moments yesterday, today den i felt tired. so i was supposed to meet HuiMin and Mus today but canceled. was too tired and sleepy. in addition, it's raining now and it makes me wanna sleep! HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;it feels great to be hilarious.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-1844781222234510127?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/1844781222234510127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=1844781222234510127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1844781222234510127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1844781222234510127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/12/ice-skating.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-1941329626983872428</id><published>2009-12-03T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T20:48:37.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SCREAM!!!!!!&lt;div&gt;thats what happened when J&amp;amp;D H got shock out of the blues.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, J&amp;amp;D R and M came over to cook pasta for our home-made lunch. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we managed to surprise J&amp;amp;D H will our ouh so hillarious but cute card! and i tricked her about the lunch. so much for my aunties. AHAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we sat down peacefully at the stadium and had our lunch there. after that we had a mini tour ard the "fish tank" classroom. HAHAH! soo cute... soon we settled down to a corner and we did our usual randomness. this times its "truth/dare" and "dare/dare". J&amp;amp;D R is damn lucky today. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, Starbucks had their christmas open house. in which everything will be in the house (drinks only, small size). probably its their annual open house i think. they had one last year too. so anyway, J&amp;amp;D R, K and M was at starbucks when suddenly it struck us about the closed pathway. we managed to figure it out bcoz of the signboard. it was indeed a long queue. the three of us were like, "all this people are sooo kiasu. its not even 5pm and they are already standing by. HAHAHA!" OMG! typical singaporean. lols&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2mr The Razzi will be going for ice-skating. OMG! i cant wait! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-1941329626983872428?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/1941329626983872428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=1941329626983872428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1941329626983872428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1941329626983872428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/12/scream-thats-what-happened-when-j-h-got.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-2807421503073148555</id><published>2009-11-30T20:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:14:34.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Laugh like mad.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, Musfitri was late by HALF AN HOUR! so much for me rushing like mad just to be on time. HMPH! i was supposed to meet Musfit at 7am at Yishun but he was late by half an hour. luckily Ain msged me, so i told her to wait first b4 going out of her house. so instead of meeting Ain at 7.30am, we end up meeting at 8am? HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;MUSFITRI SUHAIMI! YOU OWE ME STARBUCKS FRAPPUCCINO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today i do not know why but the centrestage was freaking cold. seriously, its so cold that i kept going to the loo. HAHA! everyone was freezing like mad. its as if today was raining heavily that the temperature drops drastically due to the cold weather. but hell NO! it wasnt raining at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apart from that, today, Musfit taught me some dance steps. its been a long time since i last dance, so i was all kiasu when he taught me today. damn i am bad at dancing. HAHA! but i just learn it for fun. HAHA! i seriously need to get my body flexible! OMG! in addition, we had another retarded day today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ain sang a song like retarded which make us laugh like mad. den my retarded dance move made it even crazier. so end up all of us laugh like mad. really! our jaws and stomach were all aching!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;two more weeks and we are still not ready. i am still worried for them. not to mention, the leaders! Abu when overseas leaving Ain alone to handle the job. The band, sigh....., just because Ain is not as fierce as me and Abu, they dont take things seriously. i feel like standing out there and lead them but i cant. coz im no longer a member. Ain is not ready to take over as VP but she got no choice. so all i could do now is to guide and support her. i believe she can lead the band. not with her retarded moment lah. HAHAH!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-2807421503073148555?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/2807421503073148555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=2807421503073148555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2807421503073148555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2807421503073148555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/laugh-like-mad.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-5718343260763615223</id><published>2009-11-29T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T21:06:57.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Iberian Escapades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i think by now, most of the peeps are in love with Iberian Escapades. it''s so damn nice and you'll be move by the beautiful mid section of the songs in which the slow part. not forgetting, the saxophone has a beautiful solo part there. it melts your heart out once you hear the solo part. chey wah.... HAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in short,i strongly recommend those symphonic band geek out there to listen to IBERIAN ESCAPADES arranged by Robert Sheldon! :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-5718343260763615223?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/5718343260763615223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=5718343260763615223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5718343260763615223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5718343260763615223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/iberian-escapades.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-7052058741669840840</id><published>2009-11-28T14:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T14:41:31.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SxDA7T0LI_I/AAAAAAAAB0Q/fiY_shsMejA/s1600/pic+098.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/SxDA7T0LI_I/AAAAAAAAB0Q/fiY_shsMejA/s320/pic+098.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409035277635888114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;what have come of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;the fact that J&amp;amp;D M made a confession in his blog makes me feel at lost. its not anything its just that, out of the blues, he made a confession about us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;each of us have different personalities and that we are all hooked up to different schedules. we have not been much in contact due to two of them sitting for their major exams while another is schooling in poly.. im just worried for our future. thats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;but to our close bonding with each other, i just hope nothing will go wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i do agree with J&amp;amp;D M. the fact that we are all spending more time with our outside friends, we tend to neglect each other but im cool. i understand coz i myself sometimes neglected them. its not that i want it but its just that our own outside frens have time for us than ourselves for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;we all have to face it. things are changing and we cant do much about it. we are no longer in our secondary school life. we are now in different lifes. the fact that we are all still close to our ties is because we still remember each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i do not wish to talk more coz it just pain my heart to see J&amp;amp;D bleeding on the inside. so what if we all have different expectation for each other? i dont care. i just want J&amp;amp;D to keep up with the ties and never break apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;no matter what had happened, i just hope we all can sit down together and talk things out. for our friendship sake...please..... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-7052058741669840840?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SxDA7T0LI_I/AAAAAAAAB0Q/fiY_shsMejA/s72-c/pic+098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-1787508594433516679</id><published>2009-11-27T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:31:26.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MISSION ACCOMPLISH!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes! finally we got hold of all recordings! hahaha! what a criminal. whoops! all of the effort put in finally paid off. THANKS ABU! hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first of all, SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILADHA. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this morning went to cemetery to pay a visit to the lates. the weather was freaking hot! my feet were burning like hell standing under the hot sun. got umbrella also no use. there were so many people, but its not as pack as during hari raya. in which there's room for cars to move easily than not being able to move at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's also and very very very random day i should say. firstly, my drinks which is BANDUNG, dropped on my left feet. so much to catching the stupid mosquito. HAHA! secondly, i was holding my BANDUNG can and sis accidently hit my hand and there goes my BANDUNG under daddy's van. WAHLAO! my fav bandung ley!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;followed by at home, my chair broke. so much for leaning back when the board came off. lucky i didnt fall. OMG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is really random. HAHAH! tho it was suppose to be solem but no. these random things make me laugh like mad. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-1787508594433516679?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/1787508594433516679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=1787508594433516679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1787508594433516679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1787508594433516679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/mission-accomplish-yes-finally-we-got.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-5418415964680218448</id><published>2009-11-26T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T21:14:16.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sw57BEvHIMI/AAAAAAAAB0I/13YFdVv53EM/s1600/IMG_3126-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sw57BEvHIMI/AAAAAAAAB0I/13YFdVv53EM/s320/IMG_3126-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408395460899971266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I Miss Late Madam Saripah Binte Shree.&lt;div&gt;nono. don't worry. im still hanging in here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is the eve of Hari Raya Haji. i was all alone and i cried the moment i heard the sound of prayers. i cried really badly coz i realise how late mother felt everytime during Hari Raya. the house was so quiet and i sat on the floor listening to the prayers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didnt do any cooking today knowing no one will be at home. so i end up asking daddy to buy take-away for me. i asked him to buy seafood noodle, he bought fried rice. WTH. but he bought Hor Fun and chicken rice coz he didnt know which one i wanted to eat. so i end up eating HorFun. i had too much chicken rice already. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2mr is Hari Raya Haji so it means, i'll wake up early to visit the cemetery. sadly, i wont be able to visit granny coz she'll be going to Malacca with my aunts and uncles to visit relatives there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;when i am with them, my mind was filled with joy and laughter. when i am alone, i was filled with many sorrow and misses. i really envy those who have a full happy family. sometimes i just cant help but to say abt my late mother infront of them but i know they cant do much. non matter how sad my life is, i know there are others who are worse than me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wonder what's happening to the rest of my friends. my tagboard seem to be dead. yeah i know, its either no one read it or they are just too lazy to tag. O_O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh by the way, HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY CHERYL! its my junior from MI and not anyone else! may you have a blessful years ahead and may your wish come true. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jokers All Day Round. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-5418415964680218448?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/5418415964680218448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=5418415964680218448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5418415964680218448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5418415964680218448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss-late-madam-saripah-binte-shree.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sw57BEvHIMI/AAAAAAAAB0I/13YFdVv53EM/s72-c/IMG_3126-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-3859952831746469332</id><published>2009-11-25T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T01:05:37.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy Day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sw1fOmaHLXI/AAAAAAAAB0A/1pdQnnw8BlQ/s1600/IMG_3098-1.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sw1fOmaHLXI/AAAAAAAAB0A/1pdQnnw8BlQ/s320/IMG_3098-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408083431974710642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Weird Sisters.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my wednesday was fully spent in school with band. well half of the day was serious with band. another half? go crazy with my camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a happy and joy occasion day today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the morning instead of having sectionals, we camwhore. afternoon when Mr Ong came, we get down to serious practice. but then again when having break, we cant stop camwhore again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it seems that Ain couldnt let go of my camera. once she got hold of it, so many pics were taken randomly by her. HAHAH! and so did J&amp;amp;D Musfit. hahah! yeah he came for band today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today we celebrated Cheryl's birthday. we bought a cake for her. the funny thing, they had to eat the cake in the plastic cup. HAHAH! so much for Ain's crazy ideas. soon when the band was dismissed, we had a mini presentation among us. in which again, we asked Mussy to be our photographer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we gave Cheryl a necklace with her name carve on the heart-shaped tag. followed by a photo of all of us together in which i find it sweet. Ain said that she wanted her to remember us all. aww....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so in conclusion, all of us are as crazy as ever. today i do not know why but Ain is seriously the victim for the day. she's the center of bully. as in all of us bullied her eventho she's our band VP. HAHAH! i pity you lil sis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;again, today was filled with so much laughter. but i doubt i would be as happy as today soon. 2mr will be the eve of Hari Raya Haji. sad to say, im gonna be alone again. since got night class, so i guess i'll be having dinner all alone. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday will be the moody day for me. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-3859952831746469332?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/3859952831746469332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=3859952831746469332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/3859952831746469332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/3859952831746469332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/weird-sisters_25.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sw1fOmaHLXI/AAAAAAAAB0A/1pdQnnw8BlQ/s72-c/IMG_3098-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-4600115928560924739</id><published>2009-11-24T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:01:24.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SwvXKev_diI/AAAAAAAABz4/kfHu3OLRCPk/s1600/tumblr_ktfn15vOoD1qzdubgo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SwvXKev_diI/AAAAAAAABz4/kfHu3OLRCPk/s320/tumblr_ktfn15vOoD1qzdubgo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407652352641431074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aww....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well hell no, i am still angry here. apparently i do not wish to rot over it. its a waste of my time. lets just say im angry about some info that was not delivered to me and i didnt have a chance to get the stuff. it was too late. SL = STUPID LOSER. im referring to sl who are supposed to contact me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh well, its useless to pursue this issues. its just stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, enough about that. lets focus over here. there will be a charity concert on the 14th of december at MI. obviously its a symphonic band thing. hahah! MISB and JJCSB will be having a charity concert for St Lukes Hospital. but i doubt any of my outside band frens wanna come coz most of them dont appreciate band. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope 2mr will be make me feel happy and forget the sad things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-4600115928560924739?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/4600115928560924739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=4600115928560924739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4600115928560924739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4600115928560924739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SwvXKev_diI/AAAAAAAABz4/kfHu3OLRCPk/s72-c/tumblr_ktfn15vOoD1qzdubgo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-3834977298790370045</id><published>2009-11-23T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:37:10.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SwqN4lR73WI/AAAAAAAABzw/Y2abHkJW-0s/s1600/7931_1239595437032_1443663783_671689_2668199_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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SwqN4lR73WI/AAAAAAAABzw/Y2abHkJW-0s/s320/7931_1239595437032_1443663783_671689_2668199_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407290305831230818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at one time you were laughing to the max due to the jokes created by your frens, soon you realise you were sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, i was happy and smiling and laughing to the max the whole day but just as i received the msg and reach home to take a look, my expression changed. its nothing much and you may fine it stupid. my pink rose given my Ain is gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;daddy msged me this afternoon. he said the rose fall and is crushed. i was damn pissed and sad. i dunnoe why. it seems to me that anything or whatever that belongs to me, i really take it seriously. especially when its related to someone or remind me of someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like for this case, the pink rose was from Ain and it also reminds me of how much late mother loved roses. i cried the moment i see it gone with just like that. its almost the same way like how late mum pass away. a moment you were with it, soon when you left it, its gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am totally in no mood now. i mean seriously, i am damn sad right now. not that because of the flowers but its because of how it gone just like that. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sad to say that whatever belongs to me, i'll take it seriously. and if its gone, i'll really cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-3834977298790370045?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/3834977298790370045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=3834977298790370045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/3834977298790370045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/3834977298790370045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/at-one-time-you-were-laughing-to-max.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SwqN4lR73WI/AAAAAAAABzw/Y2abHkJW-0s/s72-c/7931_1239595437032_1443663783_671689_2668199_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-1445282374423467394</id><published>2009-11-22T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T00:04:38.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SwlgR-K4WsI/AAAAAAAABzo/o296KfAHTZU/s1600/16661_184220189804_597824804_2881410_4013984_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SwlgR-K4WsI/AAAAAAAABzo/o296KfAHTZU/s320/16661_184220189804_597824804_2881410_4013984_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406958689497668290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JPS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its been ages since we last met and yes finally today we managed to have a so called reunion. all thanks to Syar's brother's engagement. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-1445282374423467394?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/1445282374423467394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=1445282374423467394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1445282374423467394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1445282374423467394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/jps-its-been-ages-since-we-last-met-and.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SwlgR-K4WsI/AAAAAAAABzo/o296KfAHTZU/s72-c/16661_184220189804_597824804_2881410_4013984_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-4213195899964301061</id><published>2009-11-21T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T23:58:02.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SwgLHsj8vnI/AAAAAAAABzg/UWuzdUiAtww/s1600/IMG_3027-1.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/SwgLHsj8vnI/AAAAAAAABzg/UWuzdUiAtww/s320/IMG_3027-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406583579507211890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today i was supposed to meet Que to go jogging in the morning but i was too tired the plan was cancelled. but in the end, i went jogging in the evening with Sahira, my primary school buddy. so i was darn late. foolish me for walking/jogging to the stadium, making Sera waited for me for half an hour. to my luck i manage to catch up with her when i realise she had left the stadium. sorry girl. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;glad her exams finally over. at least i know who to look for when i wanna go jogging. hhah! its time for me to burn those fats. hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things are getting more and more wild these days. me and my complicated partner. hais..... our facebook is getting more and more ridiculous. hahah! i guess our brain had too much nonsense in it. so much for chicken rice. AHAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh i really miss J&amp;amp;D so much. yes! Rose will end her exams officially next week on wednesday. but sadly, i've already got plans. sooo, i guess we'll have to wait till Herdy's free time than i'll drag the other two monkeys to meet Herdy in school. she got 4hrs break on tues and thurs. hahah! Herdy! be prepared for surprises! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;we are indeed jokers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-4213195899964301061?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/4213195899964301061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=4213195899964301061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4213195899964301061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4213195899964301061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-was-supposed-to-meet-que-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SwgLHsj8vnI/AAAAAAAABzg/UWuzdUiAtww/s72-c/IMG_3027-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-5169540006262028813</id><published>2009-11-20T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T23:05:10.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Flower Day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some people say flower day was last week. but to me, 20th November 2009 is the Razzi's Flower Day. yes, the P and VP decided to pick 20th Nov as their flower day. random surprise i suppose. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, me and Ain bought flowers for our dearest ones. they totally have no clue what was going on till we explain to them. especially Cheryl, coz she was with us when we bought the flowers. Roses for our lovely teachers and yellow flower which i do not know what it's called for our dearest ones. sadly, Yvonne was not there. so we end up giving Keng Guan instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at first we panic coz got no camera but someone saved the day. huimin brought her camera and yay! many pics were able to take. haha! the paparazzi starts the moment the camera lands onto my hand. whoops! there' sure alot of blonde moment there. HAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;both the me and Ain bought pink rose for each other. in which we love it. hahah! sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, mission 1 completed. now still got many more missions to do. damn! but who cares. as long as i can make them smile and happy, im sure these missions would be well paid of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-5169540006262028813?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/5169540006262028813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=5169540006262028813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5169540006262028813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5169540006262028813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/flower-day.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-3695415840950066203</id><published>2009-11-20T04:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T04:52:22.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4.44AM&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;early in the morning. GOOD MORNING EARTHLING. hahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am still wide awake and am unable to shut myself for hours for a sweet dream. aww man! my cat is sleeping so comfortably on my bed now while im here by the laptop like an owl. hahaha! dang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whats more, i'll need my energy for band prac later. if not, i'll end up sitting by the seats and watch them play. worse still, sleep. hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, Musfit will be following me later to MI for band prac. he wanted to join the band so now he got his chance. sadly, the extra euphonium haven repair so he's gonna just sit at the centrestage and sight reading the scores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is the day. 20th November 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a very special day for two sisters that gonna bring huge surprises to others. i cant wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-3695415840950066203?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/3695415840950066203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=3695415840950066203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/3695415840950066203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/3695415840950066203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/4.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-1168729460597960416</id><published>2009-11-19T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:41:05.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SwTrK-QFZVI/AAAAAAAABzY/OWnHibW7Okw/s1600/IMG_2966-1.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/SwTrK-QFZVI/AAAAAAAABzY/OWnHibW7Okw/s320/IMG_2966-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405704026493117778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone missing in that picture. Miss Rose alot.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday was hell loads of traveling. basically going back and forth to the same place. nyahah! i had lunch with my dearest J&amp;amp;D H and M at Pizza Hut J8. student meal is what we all need. haha! sadly J&amp;amp;D R wasnt there. if not J&amp;amp;D would be complete. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after lunch Herdy had to go off and left me and Mus to slack all the way till 6pm while waiting for Bakh. we headed to Starbucks @ Cathay and slack there with my camera on. foolish of us for not thinking abt buying the tix earlier at PS which lead us to travel back to Bishan to get the tix and watched there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched 2012. hell yeah Musfit forever making me suspense with the movie. he and his scaredness. hahah! the movie was awesome for the action pack effect. i tell you, i got shocked and frighten when it comes to the most interesting effect. the sound effect was freaking loud that made me and mus couldnt stop making alot of noise. hahah. i dont mind watching it again leh. hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, yesterday was a combined prac with JJC and i miss the chances. haha! if i know there were combined prac, i should've go back there. too bad, no one reminded me. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2mr shall be a very special day for some of them. its a surprise. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-1168729460597960416?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/1168729460597960416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SwTrK-QFZVI/AAAAAAAABzY/OWnHibW7Okw/s72-c/IMG_2966-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-9136331491218545450</id><published>2009-11-18T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T00:35:25.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Colours.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year charity concert theme is colours of life. a charity concert for a hospital which believed to have a deficit of abt 2million? whoah! im glad im able to help in the charity concert. i do hope people would turn up for the concert. even if they dont like watching, they could at least donate some. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in time to come, sis will be walking down the red carpet holding the arm of her true love. yes, sis is now preparing for her wedding in the next coming 2 years. haha! better prepare in advance than last minute. :) so yeah, many queries occurred me the moment she told me she's preparing for her wedding. will she leave me alone in this house and stay with her future husband in his house? suddenly it feels everything happens so damn fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at first, late mother left us. now, sis gonna get married. den what about me? do i still have to carry on and live independently. am i gonna carry all the burden all by myself? its hard. even if my friends say, "You're not alone. we're are here for you. be strong okay? cheer up." that's it? is that all they can do to help?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean yeah, i know they cant do much to help me. its because everything will have to go down to one person and thats me. but i really do not wish to get any of my friends involve coz i know, they themselves have their own problems. its easy for them to give suggestion but its hard to apply it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they want me to go back school. yes i really wanna  go back school. but you have to think back, its not gonna be easy for me to go back now. its the money issues. and one more thing, i really do not like to have a discussion abt this especially when i've already said, "i'll have to see first. its not gonna be easy." and stop forcing or keep reminding me about this. i dont like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just wanna enjoy life and forget everything for a moment. this year happening is too much for me to take in. i need to rest. please.... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-9136331491218545450?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/9136331491218545450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=9136331491218545450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/9136331491218545450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/9136331491218545450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/colours.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-683957956453666136</id><published>2009-11-15T04:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T04:33:39.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sleepless.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its 4.30am now and im still awake. i cant sleep neither am i dare to switch off the lights to sleep. i am still scared to sleep. how? gosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on my bed now is my cat sleeping soundly and comfortably with my comforter. how i wish i can sleep like him without any worries. now i am forcing myself to be brave but still no effect. i am still a coward. as in i dont dare to sleep in the dark. i am damn scared to sleep alone in the dark now. how? somebody please, save me. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hardly show you my weakness so i wont be surprise if you are shock by what you have just read. whoops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need some courage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-683957956453666136?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/683957956453666136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=683957956453666136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/683957956453666136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/683957956453666136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/sleepless.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-3253284758484571316</id><published>2009-11-14T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T21:31:08.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bored. dang bored.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like seriously, i am damn bored. i want to go out to have some fun but it seems that NO ONE was available. each and everyone of them got plans which make me feel so sad. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah i know its weekend and its family day. i dont have any family day and i really wish i could experience that. having spending time together with your whole family rather than spending your time alone like a loser is just uhhh. :( life just sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-3253284758484571316?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/3253284758484571316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=3253284758484571316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sv5OHnr9MuI/AAAAAAAABzQ/9EIQ9LyXZdo/s1600-h/15539_1258502309692_1443663783_726941_2492645_n.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sv5OHnr9MuI/AAAAAAAABzQ/9EIQ9LyXZdo/s320/15539_1258502309692_1443663783_726941_2492645_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403842495710573282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ouh snap!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last few days i spent my time for band. sadly the band didnt change abit. its still the same, attendance problems. sigh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday was friday the 13. i dont see anything much except during band prac where edward had soo many clumsy moments. haha! in the evening, i had dinner with the sec school babes. my tummy was not happy for no reasons. sadly i didnt stay out yesterday night with them due to certain issues on me. sorry girls.. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, i'll be busy mostly on day 1,3 and 5 due to my all time commitment which i cant let it go. haha! whoops! unless YOU YOU or YOU book me in advance, i'll be more than happier to skip the practices. haha! whoops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss J&amp;amp;D. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-2184943737031127123?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/2184943737031127123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=2184943737031127123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2184943737031127123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2184943737031127123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/ouh-snap-last-few-days-i-spent-my-time.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sv5OHnr9MuI/AAAAAAAABzQ/9EIQ9LyXZdo/s72-c/15539_1258502309692_1443663783_726941_2492645_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-5502190832030160313</id><published>2009-11-13T08:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T08:20:27.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>phobia.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Horror/scary or whatever movie that makes me feel scared will be BAN from now on. like serious shit. i had a hard time sleeping peacefully yesterday night after watching movie with shiela and syidah. i was damn scared that i forced sis to sleep with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today i woke up at 5.45am knowing sis is getting ready for work. i couldnt sleep alone nor i feel secure. so i end up staying awake and force myself not to sleep. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its gonna be a hard time for me these few days to have a peaceful night. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh yeah, this morning i woke up, one of my cat went missing. we search high and low for him but we coudnt find him. den ard 7am plus i heard his bells. who would have tot that my cat actually slept in the cabinet. i wonder how he went in there. the cabinet door was fully closed and he was inside there sleeping. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now i am waiting for the perfect timing to get ready to go to back to MI for band practice. yes, i am going back for band to be one of the performers for the upcoming charity concert. for charity sake, i am willing to sacrifice my time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-5502190832030160313?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/5502190832030160313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=5502190832030160313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5502190832030160313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5502190832030160313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/phobia.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-8199962792772239374</id><published>2009-11-10T15:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:15:13.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Svkaqpmz_MI/AAAAAAAABzI/eok5VRED55g/s1600-h/15539_1258501429670_1443663783_726920_608299_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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Svkaqpmz_MI/AAAAAAAABzI/eok5VRED55g/s320/15539_1258501429670_1443663783_726920_608299_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402378548033092802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weird sisters.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its tuesday now and im dang bored. i think every tues and thurs i'll pay herdy a visit to her school. hahah! I miss J&amp;amp;D!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-8199962792772239374?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/8199962792772239374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=8199962792772239374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8199962792772239374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8199962792772239374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/weird-sisters.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Svkaqpmz_MI/AAAAAAAABzI/eok5VRED55g/s72-c/15539_1258501429670_1443663783_726920_608299_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-9030568613157550585</id><published>2009-11-09T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:02:16.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sve4TwonzZI/AAAAAAAABzA/wGaNm6-ANBQ/s1600-h/Music_was_my_First_Love_v1_by_pusina.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sve4TwonzZI/AAAAAAAABzA/wGaNm6-ANBQ/s320/Music_was_my_First_Love_v1_by_pusina.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401988927666507154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it just sad when a band with a total strength of about 50 members drops drastically to less than 30. that also you cant even have at least 20 people turn up for practice. its just heartbreaking. their love for music is still there but they just dont want to show it. in addition, they did not show anymore interest with the band. sooo, in the first place, why bother joining when your attendance sucks? alot of people now gone. sad. its always the good players that are sucks at their studies. A'lvl is just not us. we are more to practical and not theory. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was unable to have a good night sleep yesterday. probably because i drank coffee. hahah! i was unable to turn off my mind till ard 4am. this morning i was hoping to wake up really late knowing i slept late last night BUT i can't. there were some renovation going on at one of the house in the flat which cause me to wake up from my dream. idiot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;herdy told me that NYP is having an IT sales and to my OMG, they selling IPod at a cheaper price. AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! just my luck for buying it early. :( sadly, the shot ends 2mr. boohooo....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss camping. hearing that Ain is going for leadership camp reminds me of the old days where im so active in camps. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isnt it great to go for hiking from Changi (which is soo not a very nice place to camp) to East Coast (a place which is awesome to thon) HAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh! Dear MusFit will be ending his O's on wednesday BUT sadly Dear Rose will be having her A's 2mr onwards. ouh well, i guess J&amp;amp;D awesome reunion will be on the 25th onwards then. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love J&amp;amp;D. i really do. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-9030568613157550585?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/9030568613157550585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=9030568613157550585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/9030568613157550585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/9030568613157550585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-just-sad-when-band-with-total.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sve4TwonzZI/AAAAAAAABzA/wGaNm6-ANBQ/s72-c/Music_was_my_First_Love_v1_by_pusina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-1994085516626399069</id><published>2009-11-08T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:47:49.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SvbSwUNFbDI/AAAAAAAABy4/2u4JkJN8NTk/s1600-h/tumblr_krz4g4r49t1qzdubgo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SvbSwUNFbDI/AAAAAAAABy4/2u4JkJN8NTk/s320/tumblr_krz4g4r49t1qzdubgo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401736530576632882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you should check this out: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "&gt;http://xdove007.tumblr.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Tahoma, fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday i was unable to wake up early in the morning due to the tiredness on friday. i managed to force my tired body up ard 11am and make myself moved. as usual i do my daily housework. in the evening i made my way to woodlands to meet the Evil people for dinner followed by concert. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the concert supposedly start at 8pm but we met at 4.45pm. apparently everyone was late! AHAHA! the concert was great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before the concert, to my surprise, i cried the moment i saw someone that resembles mummy. :( i managed to pull through for i didnt wanna ruin my saturday night. thank God, the concert manage to entertain me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my friends add more spices to my saturday night. i really love them. i really do. they just can't stop making me smile alot. right after concert, we had our ouh so DAMN fun hobby; photo session. Yvonne managed to drive her daddy's car to RP, sooo she gave us a ride back. poor Ain, Huimin and Cheryl had to take train home. who ask them to live in the the diff direction. AHAHA! but i pity Cheryl who lives in the east. i got a ride home from Yvonne and i say WOW! she tends to speed! hahah! OMG! i'll make sure i'll control her speedy when im in the car. hahha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today i spent my sunday at home restlessly. i only i could skip sunday every 2weeks. i'll only spend my sunday when i've to pay a visit to the cemetery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;shiela was right, i am not ready to the life out there. :(&lt;/i&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/8135425801287256874-1994085516626399069?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/1994085516626399069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=1994085516626399069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1994085516626399069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1994085516626399069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-should-check-this-out-httpxdove007.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SvbSwUNFbDI/AAAAAAAABy4/2u4JkJN8NTk/s72-c/tumblr_krz4g4r49t1qzdubgo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-1108047083262897474</id><published>2009-11-07T02:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T02:22:24.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its 2am in the morning now and i just got settled down at home. i was out the whole day with Vone at JP shopping our ass out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its like whoah! one day is just not enough to cover up the whole JP for shopping. like seriously, we spent too much, just TOO MUCH time on each shop trying to decide our freaking mind of which or what to buy. i was so cashless today and i simply bought everything through NETS. HAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think if a credit card were to be in my hands, the bill will surely goes all the way up to 4digits. of course i know my limits. hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't wait for next shopping session with Vone again. so fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we spent our time out from like 1pm till 10pm at JP. shopping, what do you expect. hahah! so we left JP for home but i end up hanging out with the usual girls at the usual spot. i bet Vone is sleeping so soundly now or even when im still chit-chatting at the usual spot, i think she slept already. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was yawning so many times but i didnt feel like going home. my body wants to go home and sleep but my mind doesnt want. so too bad, since one of the girls need to go home, all of us went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;later in the evening i'll be out again for Helmi's concert. BLACKnWHITE yo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one day is never enough. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-1108047083262897474?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/1108047083262897474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=1108047083262897474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1108047083262897474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1108047083262897474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-2087810399689493029</id><published>2009-11-05T13:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T14:02:04.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5 Months.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;oday marks 5 months of life without a mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;5 months of independence for me. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;5 months....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;life goes on as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-2087810399689493029?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/2087810399689493029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=2087810399689493029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2087810399689493029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2087810399689493029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/5-months.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-4986145653947654226</id><published>2009-11-03T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:41:05.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>F!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wasted 2hours waiting for the queue no. 8100 to appear today. it was a freaking HOT day and there were soooo many people at ICA collecting their passport. daddy uh, wants to go in the afternoon. bad timing. bad.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soon when we reached yishun later on, bought some kitchen stuff den went to buy food. i do not know whats wrong with me but i was impatience. i went to daddy asking him to go pay for it and guess what he said? "Wait lah. The other food from this stall haven finish cooking. don't talk to me like that eh. very rude. can talk properly right." obviously he talked in his fatherly tone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its was already my way of talking like that and he did not accept it. after all these years, didnt he realize my characteristic? you have to be an obedient girl, polite and super respectful when talking to him. no friend-friend talking kind like how i always talked to mummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i simply asked him for the car key and took my stuff and leave him behind while waiting for the stupid satay to cook. i cried on the way back. i cried really bad till i reflected of the past where i always depend on mummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now that she's gone, i got no one to really depend on. there were no more sense of belonging in this house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm left with just myself and my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but mostly i need to be independent but im tired of doing it alone. i need a shoulder to lean on and i need someone to share the burden with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this life just suck big time. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-4986145653947654226?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/4986145653947654226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=4986145653947654226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4986145653947654226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4986145653947654226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/f-i-wasted-2hours-waiting-for-queue-no.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-8216709487120625215</id><published>2009-11-02T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T14:13:56.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maid.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i woke up this morning and the next thing i knew i was in the mood to house cleaning after breakfast. it was like whoah...since when my engine is so into this? haha! i find that once im into doing something, i'll be hooked in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was actually vacuuming the house when suddenly i started to play with it around the house. i vacuum here and there. including SCARRING MY CATS. AHAHAH! ouh not forgetting when i mopped the floor, my cat was playing around with me. ahhaa! ok siao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been 2weeks of life without cooking proper meal. i gave up on this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its like a 21yr old and a 51yr old is depending on an 18yr old girl for food. its unfair. why am i as the youngest had to do all the work and responsibilities. i mean im the one that do MOST of the housework and chores and whatever shit. she? cant blame her cause she got work BUT what abt weekends when she's not working?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all she did was just wash the clothes. thats its. if she wash the clothes she wont be bothered to fold the clean clothes if she's too hooked on the stupid laptop. also she wont be bothered to clean the house. like vacuum of mop. i got really angry with that. its unfair. the load shit should have be taken fairly. im the youngest and shes the oldest. i dont see any fairness for im the one that's doing the eldest job. WTF!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my father? all he did was to go out in the morning, come back home in the afternoon, buy me lunch if i aske him to and went to sleep after that. then go out in the evening and come back home late. he'll only do the work if hes in the mood. WTF!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now, i vowed not to do any cookings. i dont care. call me selfish i dont care. i had enough of them depending on the youngest for all this shit. it should have been the other way round. FCUK lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough is enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-8216709487120625215?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/8216709487120625215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=8216709487120625215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8216709487120625215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8216709487120625215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/11/maid.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-1887201618486784102</id><published>2009-10-29T13:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T13:22:25.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chicken Choke.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last night i had dinner with the girls at IMM. so much for wanting to eat at Yew Tee when we don't even know whats nice there. haha! i went for band earlier on while waiting for them to finish their mock exams. how i miss mugging myself up. lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there were only Yr 1 at band. congrats to those who manage to get promoted. haha! at least my weds was spent nicely by learning some music theory. wow. Mr Ong sure is a good teacher. after that when the girls are done we head down to IMM for FOOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had chicken cutlet and it seems that the chicken was big enough for me to eat without any rice. it was filling. but...there were some inside joke happened the moment i ate the chicken. i cant remember what we were talking about when suddenly i got choke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was to most random moment for me to actually make fun of myself just bcoz of chicken -_-" so much for laughing that i dont know why i said chicken choke! in fact actually i got choke by the chicken. not CHICKEN CHOKE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the year end sales is starting already and i cant wait to go shopping. anyone wanna tag along? ahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;everything happens for a reason. we just need to overcome these obstacles.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-1887201618486784102?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/1887201618486784102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=1887201618486784102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1887201618486784102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1887201618486784102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/10/chicken-choke.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-4096622124155999698</id><published>2009-10-27T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T12:01:20.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SuZuAEojERI/AAAAAAAAByo/U3mnZFc1kOM/s1600-h/10127_194825062463_629987463_4393025_6398589_n-1.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/SuZuAEojERI/AAAAAAAAByo/U3mnZFc1kOM/s320/10127_194825062463_629987463_4393025_6398589_n-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397122150972985618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Evils.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was on the computer trying to switch it off when suddenly something push/pull me all the way back. something just went through my spine and blood gush out none stop. i was in freaking pain. i was brought to the hospital and the doctor said i need to make two choices. one, the doctor need to "cut" my spine for it got affected badly. two, i have to undergo some stupid shit. apparently, i will be paralyze for the  rest of my life no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was just a dream. hell no way im gonna let myself in that situation unless got some stupid "war" going on. phew...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh well, for the past few days i've been having stupid dreams. but why? in this dream, at least one of us get hurts. its so heartbreaking. and make me worry for the future. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope nothing will happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;currently i like part of my life at home. after 4pm i can have the whole house to myself. which means nobody is at home except me. soo i would just go crazy and do whatever i want as long as im happy. ahhaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-4096622124155999698?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/4096622124155999698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=4096622124155999698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4096622124155999698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4096622124155999698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/10/evils.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SuZuAEojERI/AAAAAAAAByo/U3mnZFc1kOM/s72-c/10127_194825062463_629987463_4393025_6398589_n-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-2841454092715886675</id><published>2009-10-26T12:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T13:38:11.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nightmare.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you sent me msgs of people cutting themselves. you sent me msgs about people who are sick. you told me people are encouraging you to cut yourself just because you are having problems. that does not make sense. i was soo worried for you. you told me you're gonna cut yourself and let you die. NO! i was damn worried but i was unable to get to you immediately. why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh well, what you've just read up there is nothing but a dream. i do no want it to be a nightmare for i do no want it to come true. YES its just a dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in this dream i lost my good friend. NO WAY im gonna let this happen in my real life. NO! i lost a very good best friend once and i'll never gonna lose another forever. be it J&amp;amp;D or anyone else. i take friendship seriously for friends are the only one that i can depend on now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, i think i saw a shooting star last night. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-2841454092715886675?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/2841454092715886675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=2841454092715886675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2841454092715886675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2841454092715886675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/10/nightmare.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-2772516631062818172</id><published>2009-10-25T14:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T15:03:07.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SuP1bhKs5pI/AAAAAAAAByQ/T2UXi59FWCs/s1600-h/8127_154433701267_637571267_3298236_1166592_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/_kfuSr62DCNo/SuP1bhKs5pI/AAAAAAAAByQ/T2UXi59FWCs/s320/8127_154433701267_637571267_3298236_1166592_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396426631628514962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cute right? that's Shiela's naughty miaow who ALWAYS went missing. AHAHA!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to watch 500 days of summer of friday with Yvonne. its something unique. i mean like, this movie is like a diary. it was cool! right in the evening, watched NUS band concert. i could say wow! to the audience. ahah! coz we clap louder than the band. -.- haha! ouh well, there were more audience than the band, of coz they got overpowered, DUH! haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ystd was nothing but useless and reckless. since she didnt want to take the move than its fine with me. im not the one that's lost. from now on, i'll live partially like a P.O.W.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no way im gonna be the old me to help out like a maid. its time for them to NOT depend on me too much. so what if they are working, that doesnt mean i cant have freedom isnt it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and since you don't trust your own, than im fine with it. i will not be responsible to anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had enough. i lead my own life, you lead yours. fair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-2772516631062818172?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/2772516631062818172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=2772516631062818172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2772516631062818172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2772516631062818172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/10/cute-right-thats-shielas-naughty-miaow.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SuP1bhKs5pI/AAAAAAAAByQ/T2UXi59FWCs/s72-c/8127_154433701267_637571267_3298236_1166592_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-5587967773842185846</id><published>2009-10-23T13:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T13:46:53.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>unhappy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your outing for three days was nothing but bullshit! you lied! you lied to me and the rest. i guess you just cant beat the habit away. ouh well, i can't be bothered with you anymore. you lead your own life, i lead mine. fair enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you have no idead whom im referring to. like serious, i can't be bothered with this person anymore. DANG! ouh well, im off to meet Yvonne now for movie and concert. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-5587967773842185846?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/5587967773842185846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=5587967773842185846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5587967773842185846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5587967773842185846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/10/unhappy.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-8551419412529327595</id><published>2009-10-20T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T13:41:56.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is the day where Shikin nearly got choked by thick smoke. if she were to wake up real late and if Farhana didn't msg her, i think Shikin will get choke to death? WHATEVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy boiled chicken in the morning and forgot to turn off the fire when he went out. i do not know since what time he boiled it but when i woke up ard 9.30, the house was filled with smoke. lucky theres no fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so many things seems to be happening to my buddy. i just hope she'll pull through and be brave enough to stand for her rights. wishing her all the best for the coming exams. i know she can do it. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-8551419412529327595?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/8551419412529327595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=8551419412529327595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8551419412529327595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8551419412529327595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/10/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-1430896797496294031</id><published>2009-10-18T14:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T14:32:10.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Musical.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my saturday night was spent wonderfully at the esplanade. went to watch Impak Maksima The Musical on a typical saturday night. ahah! it was sooo damn nice! i love the songs and the performance but one thing i realise, i still don't get the whole story. ok some parts of the show i understand ahah! the cars is so wonderful and to think that they really drift it live on stage for dunnoe how many times. there's even some motor bikes there. cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love the dance moves. damn nice! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-1430896797496294031?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/1430896797496294031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=1430896797496294031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1430896797496294031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1430896797496294031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/10/musical.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-6207135160372790058</id><published>2009-10-17T11:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T11:23:56.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Stk1pBWe0hI/AAAAAAAAByI/gqD5QCDm88w/s1600-h/IMG_2617-1.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/Stk1pBWe0hI/AAAAAAAAByI/gqD5QCDm88w/s320/IMG_2617-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393401007606518290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sis had gone to chalet for three days with her friends and will only be back on monday. so it all goes down to only me to do the household chores. tell you the truth, i've been the one thats maintaining the house for almost everyday. ever since Mother's departure, the house been nothing but empty. someone in the house has to take over her role. i really thought that the responsibility would be fairly separated but i was wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah i know, sis got work and daddy got his own biz. so left me in the house to do it. i ignored my current job knowing it is flexible. stay at home and take care of the house. i know Mother wouldn't want the house to be dirty and messy. but then come on uh, i also need some break. and my break is like half a day? if i don't do the housework, no one will. at most sis will only wash the clothes. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the sake of Mother, what to do... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-6207135160372790058?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/6207135160372790058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=6207135160372790058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/6207135160372790058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/6207135160372790058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/10/sis-had-gone-to-chalet-for-three-days.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Stk1pBWe0hI/AAAAAAAAByI/gqD5QCDm88w/s72-c/IMG_2617-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-7413492206558683129</id><published>2009-10-15T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T15:24:25.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/StbLECoUm7I/AAAAAAAAByA/LN8X1FsWQk0/s1600-h/IMG_2744-1.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/StbLECoUm7I/AAAAAAAAByA/LN8X1FsWQk0/s320/IMG_2744-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392720874108656562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Art of J&amp;amp;D.&lt;div&gt;it is something that i feel i should give them a lil give that'll make them remember each other. i spend my nights truthfully just to came out with this gift. a collage of our gorgeous hands worth diff sizes. ahaha! i love J&amp;amp;D. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday i was all out with AhMouse. well we were supposed to watch movie with the others but since i've watched it i decided to meet them for lunch. from there we went apart and left us. walking down from Bugis to all over city hall. its like you walk around the tracks for like maybe more than 12 rounds? i don't know. all i know is that we just couldnt resist on visiting every corner of the place resulting us walking non stop. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today i do not know why but it seems that im taking over my late mother's role. simply because i can't stand seeing my house in a MESS. that's include daddy's room. ouh God! also the weather is not happy so i decided to be a potato at home. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am craving for Yam Ice-Cream. mmmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-7413492206558683129?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/7413492206558683129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=7413492206558683129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7413492206558683129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7413492206558683129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/10/art-of-j-it-is-something-that-i-feel-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/StbLECoUm7I/AAAAAAAAByA/LN8X1FsWQk0/s72-c/IMG_2744-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-4289338867987070112</id><published>2009-10-13T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T15:56:48.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mission Accomplish!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday. a day where people experience monday blue. apparently, this monday was a day full of surprises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was indeed a darn fun and full of surprisse for Rose though the weather was not feeling well. Herdy and i had to battle our way through the heavy rain just to surprise Rose at town. after which Mussy surprised her at city hall. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was indeed a unique day. Rose totally had no clue of what was going on when she was with her YJC fren. after which we pop up and they hand Rose over to us. it is a secret of how we get connected with Rose YJ fren. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our plan went smoothly eventho there were few panic situation of certain stuff. thanks to the extended promotion, we had our fun ride with the flyer and we treat it like we own the whole capsule. after which, picnic! our day went on quickly and we end our night with ice-cream. ahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh and before i end, i gave J&amp;amp;D a surprise with my wonderful "chocolate" art piece. ahahah! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-4289338867987070112?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-5184472228036305753</id><published>2009-10-11T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T22:26:59.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>change of atmosphere.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today i experience quite a different atmosphere. i seriously do not know why. woke up in the morning and i refuse to speak much. all i did was 'umm' 'ahuh' yaa..' or worst still, showing a cold answers. went to cemetary to pay visits to my late mother, throughout the journey and visit i simply not in the mood to talk alot. even when we go to supermarket for kitchen stuff, i refuse to talk much. its like im having a bad day. well not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, i do not know why my mood simply changes for no reason. im simply refuse to talk properly to daddy and sis. also in addition, its a clumsy day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i accidently scalded my hand twice at the exact same spot and i accidentally cut myself once. ouh this morning my leg almost got stad by a scissors. its no ordinary scissors, its more like a tool where technicians or mechanic use. well, dad accidently drop it while trying to open the stupid van door. sigh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, i was unable to go for 3/4Benevolent reunion. i really miss them alot as its been long since we last gathered and have fun. i hope there will be another reunion in nov or dec. :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh....what a day. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-5184472228036305753?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-1926435091442813103</id><published>2009-10-10T17:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T17:26:16.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Certain events in life causes people to react the way they do. Sometimes lightly, sometimes drastically.Reactions are always paired with reasons. There are reasons as to why people do certain stuff.&lt;br /&gt;People around me do change. They change for the better, they change for the worst. There’s no telling as to what they will become like. Sometimes, they lose themselves.But who am I to say? Life is a natural flow. Things come, things go.&lt;br /&gt;AndI believed that even though people do change, there’s always the old them hiding underneath. Somewhere some place inside of them, they are still what they used to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as quoted from Miss Herdz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i have to admit, i can't agree much more than anything else. people do change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a friend of mine is having some personal affairs problem and i feel like a useless friend. i just don't know what to do or how should i help this person. i don't wish to be involve much in it as its between them and its up to them to make the decision on their own. yes you can ask around for oppinion but then again it will all go back to yourself to make the decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everyone told this friend of mine not to waste time on the other party and i have to agree with them after knowing what had just happen to my friend this morning. i really hope this friend of mine will be brave enough to face the other party and do whats their decision will be. i'll always be there for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you don't deserve a guy like him. he's taking the advantage of being forgiven by you alot of times already. no more chances please. free yourself....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-1926435091442813103?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/1926435091442813103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=1926435091442813103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1926435091442813103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1926435091442813103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/10/change.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-5306930679454077669</id><published>2009-10-09T13:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T13:18:36.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS LEGAL!!!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY TO MISS ROSERIA NATHAN!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;wowwheee all of us finally legal! now we can have good ass fun without any worries.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;but sadly we have to wait till everyones free to have a kick ass celebrations. DANG!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;facebook is giving attitude. it just doesnt want to appear eventho i've reload tonnes and tonnes of time. idiot. ouh and and MR MUSFITRI BIN SUHAIMI BAILED ON US WITH HIS SLEEEPPPP!!!! so much of his thinking. hmph!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;tonight shall be a date with my brooksians ladies. another late night date. haha! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;till then, enjoy the day people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-5306930679454077669?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/5306930679454077669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=5306930679454077669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5306930679454077669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5306930679454077669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-legal-happy-18th-birthday-to-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-6505980802507759726</id><published>2009-10-07T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:50:31.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lack of confidence in you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like seriously, i do not have the confidence to step forward. there were a few vacancy but i just couldnt make up my mind. i can be fussy at the job scope at times. i tried my very best to get out of F&amp;amp;B industry but it seems that there were more vacancy in F&amp;amp;B.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't mind joining cisco but then again the headquarter is at payar lebar which is damn far from yishun. why ouh why? i just could not make up my mind of what kind of job scope should i join because i love to be involve in many things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess my passion is still in confuse. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-6505980802507759726?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/6505980802507759726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=6505980802507759726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/6505980802507759726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/6505980802507759726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/10/lack-of-confidence-in-you.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-1130946624513192346</id><published>2009-10-04T14:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T14:53:22.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life without a mother just sux.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what you know? tears suddenly rolled down my cheeks a few times today. basically because i miss mother. another thing is i was damn pissed cause i had to do all of my mother's role today. ok well almost EVERYDAY! yes i know sis is working and is tired but what about today? both daddy and sis went out and they asked me if i want to follow. i simply rejected them for i know there's housework to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the house was in a mess and i hate to see such mess. late mother always said, "Always keep the house clean. i don't like to see it dirty." that sentences kept running into my mind and tears will always roll down my cheeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so if i were to follow one of them today, whose gonna clean up the house? by the time they come back, they would be tired and wouldnt wanna clean up the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats why i didnt wanna follow them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its just hard to live without a mother. i really miss mother very much. :( :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-1130946624513192346?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/1130946624513192346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=1130946624513192346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1130946624513192346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1130946624513192346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-without-mother-just-sux.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-4339494437481895840</id><published>2009-10-02T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T21:34:35.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SsX18eakoEI/AAAAAAAABx4/TEhYYJE3CUk/s1600-h/IMG_2577-1.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/SsX18eakoEI/AAAAAAAABx4/TEhYYJE3CUk/s320/IMG_2577-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387982948524138562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ALDO shades are nice! but not all suits my face. ahah!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i spent almost the whole day with Herdz at town. i swear i am controlling my ATM! new cafe called Dr Cafe? is not bad actually but the service is poor. i still prefer starbucks! it was like they forgot about my drinks and didnt like give compensate like how starbucks do. wahlao! tho the drinks is nice but still their service need to be improve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a must for both me and Herdz to get at least one thing for ourselves and we did. haha! tho we spend most of our money on food. we lose money but we gain weight. ahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like a maid. everything i do. okay more like im the part time housewife? ahah! so what? its to teach me how to be a housewife or how it feels to be doing the housewife work? LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one by one give "attitude". i swear, i'll throw bomb if this continue. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-4339494437481895840?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/4339494437481895840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=4339494437481895840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4339494437481895840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4339494437481895840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/10/aldo-shades-are-nice-but-not-all-suits.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SsX18eakoEI/AAAAAAAABx4/TEhYYJE3CUk/s72-c/IMG_2577-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-6000925610481426948</id><published>2009-09-29T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T18:02:20.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Cina Mak Lak" VS "Melayu Tok Tok"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my monday was spend wildly with my B5 girls at sentosa. it was splendid i should say. with all the nonsense and wrestling and photo taking, it was darn crazy i should say. our evening was then spend peacefully at vivo with B&amp;amp;J ice-cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss going to school. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-6000925610481426948?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/6000925610481426948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=6000925610481426948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/6000925610481426948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/6000925610481426948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/09/cina-mak-lak-vs-melayu-tok-tok-my.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-4930090742371015176</id><published>2009-09-25T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T18:19:23.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she say S-T-A-R-B-U-C-K.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahah! my whole afternoon was spent truthfully with Miss Chumare. :) the last time we met was 09-09-09. haha! the unique date. nice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now my whole evening shall be with TV! hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think im addicted to the cartoon Avatar. tho it was telecast before but i wasnt into it till now. all thanks to daddy. he call it botak-botak. ahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-4930090742371015176?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/4930090742371015176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=4930090742371015176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4930090742371015176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4930090742371015176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/09/she-say-s-t-r-b-u-c-k.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-7450657613693661233</id><published>2009-09-24T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:21:06.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll say, its time to go burn things down!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;siao or what, burn burn. it'll cause air pollution and its bad for your health. eleh, as if some people realise that. ahaha! ok random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like i said earlier, out-of-the-blue questions been popping in my mind. so does random thought of doing nonsense. can you imagine, one fine day, you have the freedom to do anything. be it good or bad. i think i will go round and scream like hell. burn things down. take hammer or something strong enough to whack things and whack whack whack everything you don't like. haha! siao...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like a potato at home doing nothing. ok i did run around the house with my cats sitting down there and move their head left and right watching me running like a fool. so what? my house is like big and spacious. you can even make a dance floor at the living room. anybody wanna dance?? come over and we'll turn the house down. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really miss school. i miss having fun with my friend and picnic during math class. not studying noe but i do miss cracking my brain. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-7450657613693661233?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/7450657613693661233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=7450657613693661233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7450657613693661233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/7450657613693661233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/09/ill-say-its-time-to-go-burn-things-down.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-1558255245243979146</id><published>2009-09-24T01:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:14:04.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah ok whatever i can't be bothered already. so people, my phone will be OFF most of the time now. for i find it useless to switch it ON. no messages. no calls. nothing. so saving the battery life and energy, i let it go to sleep. so you mind your own life, i mind my own life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh one more thing, i hate people who talk too much about their partner. irritating. when im with you i don't wish you to talk about your partner. i really hate it. NO OFFENCE. i just hope we could talk about something else besides that. i swear i'll walk you out if it happens.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so long people. my phone will not be awake most of the time. ahahah!&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/8135425801287256874-1558255245243979146?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/1558255245243979146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=1558255245243979146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1558255245243979146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/1558255245243979146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/09/yeah-ok-whatever-i-cant-be-bothered.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-3650295400889139304</id><published>2009-09-23T13:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T13:52:04.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dead and gone.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;out-of-the-blue question have been popping out in my mind lately. i truly do not know why. ahaha! i guess i am random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it has been raining lately. floods start to flow in certain parts of the world. i felt hopeless watching the news about floods. its only the 4th day of raya and unhappiness were seen. especially in indonesia, where the earthquake strike. i felt sad for them. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am still having cough. ouh well, how naughty can you be when your fav snacks and drinks is right smack in front of you. i still eat and drink despite the fact that i got cough. ahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'll be on the top just watching you fall.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-3650295400889139304?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/3650295400889139304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=3650295400889139304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/3650295400889139304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/3650295400889139304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/09/dead-and-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-2558586142720749523</id><published>2009-09-21T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T17:06:53.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life on earth is just temporary while death is permanent.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing was in the mood on the first day. i got no mood to talk. no mood to smile. no mood to take photos blablabla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was indeed the very first time in my 18yrs life, celebrate raya without mother. well obviously we all flood on the day before and on the day itself. ouh well i do not wish to elaborate further cause im sure there are others who are in the same boat as me. to my dearest concerned friend, thank you for being concern. i am alright, dont worry. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right now, i am waiting for my aunts and uncles to come. SO DAMN LATE! i think i'll be sleeping like hell by the time they arrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh i forgot to add. i've been feeling unwell for the past few days. when i cried, my body temp heat up. so there goes my weak body, taking its time to heal. im still sick tho esp my throat. i got sore throat. that's why, no mood to talk. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lastly, Selamat Hari Lebaran Minal Aidil Wal Fa'izin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dearest mother, please forgive me for all these years if i've ever hurt you in any way. i miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~kinne~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-2558586142720749523?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/2558586142720749523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=2558586142720749523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2558586142720749523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2558586142720749523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-on-earth-is-just-temporary-while.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-4349811626064130623</id><published>2009-09-17T14:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:46:43.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SrHVRfpAwFI/AAAAAAAABxw/eUi1nmPtRZ4/s1600-h/IMG_0299.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/SrHVRfpAwFI/AAAAAAAABxw/eUi1nmPtRZ4/s320/IMG_0299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382317526212460626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i wonder....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;in a few days time, the month of Syawal will start and almost all muslim people will start to visit their relatives. i wonder if they ever think about the misfortunate people. i wonder if they ever remember about their loved ones thats no longer with us now. i wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;im so not in the mood to celebrate but still i have to for i know my late mother wouldnt want me to be sad. ouh well, i guess i'll let fate decide for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;past few days, im just at lost. i just don't know what to do to help them. all i could do now is just send words of concern or etc. i wish i could help them in a way but i just don't know how. i have one thats have not been in her bestest mood and i just don't know how to help her. i have another one that is sick and also in the midst of getting tired with her guy. again, i just don't know what to do. all i could do was sending my concern to them. i wish i could be by their side now, accompany them and filled their emptiness. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;again, sometimes i just don't like to interfere in their relationships problems for i know i wont be at any help with that. coz i've never been in a relationship before. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;still i wish to be of any help in another way. in a way as in bring smile to them and make them forget all those worrying problems. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i wish herdy to stay strong and smile always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i wish Farhana to stay strong too and get well soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i wonder, what if i were to die one day, what's gonna happen? will you be at lost?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-4349811626064130623?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/4349811626064130623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=4349811626064130623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4349811626064130623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/4349811626064130623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SrHVRfpAwFI/AAAAAAAABxw/eUi1nmPtRZ4/s72-c/IMG_0299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-50314930161154877</id><published>2009-09-14T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T12:19:04.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sq3ArWRjK4I/AAAAAAAABxo/8YHMnod18GQ/s1600-h/IMG_2152.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/_kfuSr62DCNo/Sq3ArWRjK4I/AAAAAAAABxo/8YHMnod18GQ/s320/IMG_2152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381168980723706754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I LOVE J&amp;amp;D.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tho theres the so called "cold war" between us on the meet ups, i still love them loads. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a week left till raya and im soo not looking forward to it. yes partly is because my beloved mother is not here. another is visiting all the relatives and cousins. to tell the truth, i rather like my distant cousins than real cousins. like HERDY! ahah! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;my cousin is my bestfriend. my bestfriend is my cousin. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss mugging my way to the exams. too bad im no longer had too. some people envy my free life but i would rather have myself busy tho i still like free life. haha! ouh goody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i swear one perfect day, i will get my shoes on, my cap on, my proper attire on and i'll travel around Singapore to capture all the beautiful sceneries and picutures. its my hobby. i guess i got too many hobby. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love my friends who have been keeping me going. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-50314930161154877?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/50314930161154877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=50314930161154877' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-1009186062734493185</id><published>2009-09-10T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:24:42.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ORANGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love painting. so fun.&lt;br /&gt;finally, my room been painted. one room with 3 painters took 3hrs to complete. thats considered fast. haha! cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a visit day out by Kinne and Herdy. since not all can meet up, we bring ourselves to them. so Kinne and Herdy paid a visit to Rose first at her place followed by MusFit at Toa Payoh. thanks to Herdy's wild idea, we gave them each a study package. hahah. now you guys can doodle as much as you can. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-1009186062734493185?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-4809642648191754765</id><published>2009-09-07T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T14:05:58.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right after all the commotions and views, tears really rolled down my cheeks as if i've just lost another of my loved ones. no its not. i was sad and hurt. damn sad that i cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt hurt seeing them not being able to spare some time for each other. i know we really misses each other loads but then again, its the time that caused us unable to meet up. its so so annoying and irritating that some didnt make any effort for meet ups and bail on other stuff. i know each of us have our own reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel really guilty for this tho im the one thats got plenty of time for them. guilty for unable to have a full meet ups. and im worried. im worried for the future. words can be just plain words. im not sure how true we can be in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss them loads but i do understand that two of them are in their major year. another of them is having holidays now. its just not the right timing. later when the two of them is done, the other one will be busy. and im left at lost. i was really at lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope nothing will breaks our ties. i really wish things arent in this way. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-4809642648191754765?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/4809642648191754765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-2809323555593517589</id><published>2009-08-31T12:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T13:08:49.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OUH THANGETCHI!&lt;br /&gt;i sooo don't like my internet connection. dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh well, there goes my picture-less post AGAIN! i've to admit, i've been waking up late for the past few days due to my laziness. hmm, even if i wake up early, what am i gonna do? can't eat, can't drink, got nothing to cook, got nothing to do. so? i woke up late uh. AHAHAH! rubbish. but thanks to my forever buddy who never fails to WAKE ME UP EARLY at times, i was awake like around 8am at times. but then again i tend to fall back asleep. ahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh not forgetting, Happy Teachers Day. ahah!&lt;br /&gt;i feel so guilty for not coming to BOTH SIDES.&lt;br /&gt;1) NBS. its because MusFit performed with his yet another crew -.- but i was caught with my other cliques.&lt;br /&gt;2) that is MI. already made plans with them to go back crashing. but what happen today???! i was too tired and end up not going. feel so WALAO!&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys, didnt mean to disappoint you. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one cute week have passed and i've completed one week of fasting. i've manage to pull through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss those old times with them. i miss the fun we had. i miss the hearing of laughter from them. i miss those lame jokes. i miss those blonde moment. i miss having our all time fav drinks at Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;its because some of them are in the war with their MAJOR EXAMS and maybe too busy with other plans that is not as important as their major exams, we were unable to fix a time for a date. tho i've sacrifice my work for them, still not all are free. tsk!&lt;br /&gt;right now i am feeling guilty for not being able to celebrate Herdy's birthday. i feel so bad that i haven got a chance to surprise her. i know right now she would feel sad and was wondering if we ever had any plans for her birthday. its like for the first time, all of us are too busy for one another. if i were to do it myself, i wouldnt want to end up having the rest thinking that im being selfish. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dy, im sorry for delaying your birthday celebrations. its not that we forget your b'dae, its just that we haven had a time for each other. LIKE REALLY THE FOUR OF US TOGETHER. we will celebrate it real soon yeah? really am sorry... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss J&amp;D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-2809323555593517589?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/2809323555593517589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=2809323555593517589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2809323555593517589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/2809323555593517589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/08/ouh-thangetchi-i-sooo-dont-like-my.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-5264970697230982936</id><published>2009-08-26T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:38:15.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday, 25th of August 2009, was indeed a day full of tears and joy.&lt;br /&gt;Happy 54th birthday mummy. i know we can no longer celebrate together but i will pay you a visit to yours and sing for you there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was indeed emotional yesterday but thanks to shiela's accompany, i wasnt tat emotional.&lt;br /&gt;really thanked her alot for sacrificing her time to accompany me down to LCK and pay a visit.&lt;br /&gt;after that, we spent the whole day enjoying ourselves at JP before heading down to Popeye's @ Flyer to break fast with the B5 girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where Got Ghost?" movie was indeed a good movie. it does gave us some lessons there. there were 3 short stories and of all 3, the 3rd story touches me and i cried. i cried for one reasons, my mother. it just so touching and emotional; and that it's so like in my situation about your late mother is watcing over you. of course not the fact about ghost lah. its only towards the ending of the story that really made me cry. thank god shiela was there or else i'll be paisey crying in the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thanks to my camera, i manage to put things behind for while and get high with shiela. loads of pics taken tho. the B5 girls really gotten high during breaking fast. too much chicken i think. i really miss having fun with them. im glad i met them yesterday for they really made me laugh like siao. i love the part when its raining and brisk walking. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so annoyed with this server that's sot dot. its either my internet connection or the wed itself. so irritating that i feel like stabbing it like hell till its perfectly fine for me to blog! hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&amp;D. i really miss the laughter from you. i want your booster please....!!!!!!!!! heheh!&lt;br /&gt;meet up soon! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-5264970697230982936?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/5264970697230982936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=5264970697230982936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5264970697230982936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/5264970697230982936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday-25th-of-august-2009-was.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135425801287256874.post-8526048187425403554</id><published>2009-08-22T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T22:59:15.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i told myself not to cry but i still cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when break fast, my heart ache really  badly. its the first time in my life, breaking fast without a mother. i look at daddy i feel even more sad. i look at sis, even sadder. and then, i look at that empty chair. i could still remember how sad mummy was everytime we break fast. now i know exactly how she felt every time during the month of ramadhan. i am facing what she had faced. it hurts your heart really deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having your loved ones not by your side anymore really pains the heart. as i type right now, i am indeed crying. i can't help it. yes i know, you want me to cheer up but as i mention before, i can't help but tears keep rolling down my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cant imagine whats gonna happen in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8135425801287256874-8526048187425403554?l=my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/feeds/8526048187425403554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8135425801287256874&amp;postID=8526048187425403554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8526048187425403554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8135425801287256874/posts/default/8526048187425403554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-life-unpredictable.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-told-myself-not-to-cry-but-i-still.html' title=''/><author><name>kinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12921501785658408350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfuSr62DCNo/SLgdWeVsqPI/AAAAAAAABGA/ZMnsvvpgqHk/S220/its+mine!-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
