<?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-38639689</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:23:12.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>queen</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-1609601430885259459</id><published>2007-05-04T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T07:57:33.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, dis yr..so far, 2 of my frens' moms had passed away. i realised d life is short. u wun noe wen it's ur turn. i often ask myself, "hw lng i wanna live?" n "what will happen to me aftr malaikat sakaratul maut take my soul away?". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, i was you-tube-hopping n i found dis erm, meaningful video clip. i received it in an email form last yr but i shall post it again here since i think we should all reflect on all the deeds we've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-LZZPqHX9_w"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-LZZPqHX9_w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subhanallah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-1609601430885259459?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/1609601430885259459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=1609601430885259459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/1609601430885259459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/1609601430885259459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/05/well-dis-yr.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-5808213062783964820</id><published>2007-05-04T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T03:31:03.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my Social studies paper today. alhamdulillah, it's manageable. it's nt worth to fret abt it now. it's too late. it's the tyme for us to berdoa n tawakkal kpd Allah. He's our onli hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i really nidda start gearing up for my maths n other subjects again. insyallah, Allah will mempermudahkan urusanku. amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a list of plans to do aftr mids....heeeheee....carn wait! wee!!! and i really carn wait to go to negeri sembilan wif my malay besties!!! 3 DAYS AWAY FRM HME...26 MAY-28MAY....SERIOUSLY, I CARN WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh, and HAPPY 36th B'DAE TO MY BELOVED MOM! MAY ALLAH BLESS U, MOM! JGN MARAH2 SELALU, NNTI CPT TUA. hehehe...jke. MAY ALLAH RAHMATI ALL UR GD DEEDS AND CHERISH U WIF RAHMATS N LOVE. amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following is a dedication to my mom. haha. (sorry, ummi. kinda "kebudak-budakan". but, as u noe, i'm styl childish in some way...i luv barney styl until now, u noe...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PInPedCLGFo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PInPedCLGFo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes in order to help He makes us cry&lt;br /&gt;Happy the eye that sheds tears for His sake&lt;br /&gt;Fortunate the heart that burns for His sake&lt;br /&gt;Laughter always follow tears&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are those who understand&lt;br /&gt;Life blossoms wherever water flows&lt;br /&gt;Where tears are shed divine mercy is shown"&lt;br /&gt;- Rumi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-5808213062783964820?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/5808213062783964820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=5808213062783964820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/5808213062783964820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/5808213062783964820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-had-my-social-studies-paper-today.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-5329540050140864905</id><published>2007-05-02T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T01:38:10.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d following video is dedicated to my mom n all moms out der... enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PkVK6uZ_6hQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PkVK6uZ_6hQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, let's start posting today's entry. well, firstly, i was diuji oleh Allah, again in the morning. my NIE teacher gave us 2 chocs each n evry1 in d class ate the chocs in frnt of me. haha. i've been controlling my temptation and avoiding myself frm falling into my "hawa nafsu" trap. alhamdulillah, wif Allah's help, i managed to cntrl my temptaion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:*Some say, “The Law tells us to abstain from anger, lust, and hypocrisy. This is plainly impossible, for we created with those qualities inherent in us. You might as well tell us to make black white.” People ignore the fact that the law does not tell us to uproot these passions but to restrain them within due limits so that, by avoiding the great sins, we may obtain forgiveness of the smaller once. Even the Prophet of God said, “I am man like you and get angry like others.” In the Qura’n it is written, “God loves those who swallow down their anger.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al-Ghazzali*:. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink, dat's all for now. gtg for asar prayers. n to people out der hu are/were fasting, SLMAT BERBUKA! may Allah rahmati all ur ibadahssss. amin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-5329540050140864905?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/5329540050140864905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=5329540050140864905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/5329540050140864905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/5329540050140864905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/05/d-following-video-is-dedicated-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-7772772280567318591</id><published>2007-05-01T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:17:14.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just browsing the web n i found some interesting islamic quotes(or wadeva u kol it)...enjoy!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)"Truly in the heart there is a void that cannot be removed except with the company of Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in it there is a sadness that cannot be removed except with the happiness of knowing Allah and being true to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in it there is an emptiness that cannot be filled except &lt;br /&gt;with love for Him and by turning to Him and always remembering Him &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if a person were given all of the world and what is in it, it &lt;br /&gt;would not fill this emptiness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ibn al-Qayyim al-Jawziyya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Ibrahim Adham said, "Faith in God will be firmly established if three veils are cast aside:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Feeling pleasure in possessing anything;&lt;br /&gt;2. Lamenting over the loss of anything;&lt;br /&gt;3. Enjoying self-praise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Seek a true friend,&lt;br /&gt;for a friend seeks the benefit of a friend,&lt;br /&gt;Do good to the people for the sake of God&lt;br /&gt;or for the peace of your own soul&lt;br /&gt;that you may always see what is pure&lt;br /&gt;and save your heart from the darkness of hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rumi, "Mathnawi" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) 99 names of Allah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ar-Rehman The Compassionate &lt;br /&gt;2. Ar-Raheem The Merciful &lt;br /&gt;3. Al-Malik The King, The Sovereign &lt;br /&gt;4. Al-Quddoos The Holy &lt;br /&gt;5. As-Assalamualikum The Peace, The author of Safety &lt;br /&gt;6. Al-Mu`min The Bestower of Peace &lt;br /&gt;7. Al-Muhimin The Protector &lt;br /&gt;8. Al-`Azeez The Mighty, The strong &lt;br /&gt;9. Al-Jabbar The Compeller &lt;br /&gt;10. Al-Mutakabbir The Majestic &lt;br /&gt;11. Al-Khaliq The creator &lt;br /&gt;12. Al-Baari The Maker (out of nothing) &lt;br /&gt;13. Al-Musawwir The Fashioner &lt;br /&gt;14. Al-Ghaffar The Great Forgiver &lt;br /&gt;15. Al-Qahhar The Dominant &lt;br /&gt;16. Al-Wahhaab The Bestower &lt;br /&gt;17. Ar-Razzaaq The Sustainer &lt;br /&gt;18. Al-Fattaah The opener, The Reliever, The judge &lt;br /&gt;19. Al-`Aleem The Al-Knowing, The knower &lt;br /&gt;20. Al-Qaabid The Restrainer, The Withholder &lt;br /&gt;21. Al-Baasit The Enlarger, The Spreader &lt;br /&gt;22. Al-Khaafid The Abaser, He who Humbles &lt;br /&gt;23. Ar-Raafi The Exalter &lt;br /&gt;24. Al-Mu`izz The Honourer, The Strengthener &lt;br /&gt;25. Al-Muzill The Dishonourer, The Humiliator &lt;br /&gt;26. As-Samee The All-Hearing, The Hearer &lt;br /&gt;27. Al-Baseer The All-Seeing &lt;br /&gt;28. Al-Hakam The Judge &lt;br /&gt;29. Al-Adl The Just, The Equitable &lt;br /&gt;30. Al-Lateef The Subtle &lt;br /&gt;31. Al-Khabeer The Aware &lt;br /&gt;32. Al-Haleem The Celment, The Forebearing &lt;br /&gt;33. Al-`Azeem The Magnificent, The Mighty &lt;br /&gt;34. Al-Ghafoor The Forgiving &lt;br /&gt;35. Ash-Shakoor The Appreciative, The Responsive &lt;br /&gt;36. Al-`Aliyy The High, The Sublime &lt;br /&gt;37. Al-Kabeer The Great &lt;br /&gt;38. Al-Hafeez The Preserver, The Protector &lt;br /&gt;39. Al-Muqeet The Feeder, The Sustainer &lt;br /&gt;40. Al-Haseeb The Rockoner &lt;br /&gt;41. Al-Jaleel The Majestic &lt;br /&gt;42. Al-Kareem The Bountiful, The Generous &lt;br /&gt;43. Ar-Raqeeb The Watcher, The Watchful &lt;br /&gt;44. Al-Mujeeb The Responsive, The Hearkener &lt;br /&gt;45. Al-Waas`I The Vast, The All Embracing &lt;br /&gt;46. Al-Hakeem The Wise &lt;br /&gt;47. Al-Wadood The Most Loving &lt;br /&gt;48. Al-Majeed The Glorious &lt;br /&gt;49. Al-Ba`aith The Resurrector, The Raiser (from death) &lt;br /&gt;50. Ash-Shaheed The Witness &lt;br /&gt;51. Al-Haqq The Truth, The True &lt;br /&gt;52. Al-Wakeel The Trustee &lt;br /&gt;53. Al-Qawiyy The Strong &lt;br /&gt;54. Al-Mateen The Firm &lt;br /&gt;55. Al-Waliyy The Protecting Friend &lt;br /&gt;56. Al-Hameed The Praiseworthy &lt;br /&gt;57. Al-Muhsee The Counter, He who Records. &lt;br /&gt;58. Al-Mubdee The Originator &lt;br /&gt;59. Al-Mu`eed The Reproducer, He who Recreates &lt;br /&gt;60. Al-Muhyi The Giver of Life, The Restorer. &lt;br /&gt;61. Al-Mumeet The Causer of death, The Destroyer &lt;br /&gt;62. Al-Hayy The Alive, The Ever living &lt;br /&gt;63. Al-Qayyom The Self-Subsisting, The Eternal &lt;br /&gt;64. Al-Waajid The Finder, The Preceiver &lt;br /&gt;65. Al-Majeed The Illustrious &lt;br /&gt;66. Al-Waahid The One &lt;br /&gt;67. Al-Ahad The One, Who is unequalled &lt;br /&gt;68. As-Samad The Independent &lt;br /&gt;69. Al-Qaadir The Able, The Capable &lt;br /&gt;70. Al-Musqtadir The Prevailing, The Dominant &lt;br /&gt;71. Al-Muqaddim The Promoter, He who causes advancement &lt;br /&gt;72. Al-Muakhkhir The Deferer, He who causes retardation &lt;br /&gt;73. Al-Awwal The First &lt;br /&gt;74. Al-Aakhir The Last &lt;br /&gt;75. Az-Zahir The Manifest &lt;br /&gt;76. Al-Baatin The Hidden &lt;br /&gt;77. Al-Waali The Governor &lt;br /&gt;78. Al-Mut`aali The High Exalted &lt;br /&gt;79. Al-Barr The who treats with kindness &lt;br /&gt;80. At-Tawwaab The Relenting &lt;br /&gt;81. Al-Muntaqim He who takes Retribution &lt;br /&gt;82. Al-`Afuww The Pardoner &lt;br /&gt;83. Ar-Raoof He who is full of Pity &lt;br /&gt;84. Maalik-ul-Mulk The Ownwe of Sovereignty &lt;br /&gt;85. Zul-Jalaali wal Ikram The Possessor of Majesty and Bounty &lt;br /&gt;86. Al-Jam`I The Gatherer, The Collector &lt;br /&gt;87. Al-Ghanee The Self-Sufficient &lt;br /&gt;88. Al-Mughnee He who enriches, The Enricher &lt;br /&gt;89. Al-M`utee The Bestower &lt;br /&gt;90. Al-Maan`I The withholder &lt;br /&gt;91. Al-Daar The Distresser &lt;br /&gt;92. An-Naaf`I The Benefactor, The Propitious &lt;br /&gt;93. An-Noor The light &lt;br /&gt;94. Al-Haadee The Guide &lt;br /&gt;95. Al-Badee The Originator &lt;br /&gt;96. Al-Baaqee The Everlasting &lt;br /&gt;97. Al-Waarith The Inheritor &lt;br /&gt;98. Ar-Rasheed The Guide of the right path &lt;br /&gt;99. As-Saboor The Patient, The Forbearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;سبحان لله(subhanallah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may dis will be an eye-opener for all of us. amin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-7772772280567318591?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/7772772280567318591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=7772772280567318591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/7772772280567318591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/7772772280567318591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-was-just-browsing-web-n-i-found-some.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-4502124893135714388</id><published>2007-04-30T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T10:18:12.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah, all praises to Allah, the most merciful God. today's hml paper was manageable. for paper 1, i did dialogu n also karangan ekspositori. i guess i'm d onli soul tt did it. haha. i wanted to do karangan neratif based on the given tajuk, BAIK MEMBAWA RESMI AYAM BETINA. however, my naluri wanted me to do the ekspositori wic was on, "LANGKAH2 YANG BOLEH DI AMBIL OLEH PIHAK SEKOLAH UNTUK MEMUMPUK BAKAT KEPEMIMPINAN DALAM PELAJAR". alhamdulillah, it might seem challenging, but Allah somehow gave me hope. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, i carn write much. i nidda do a bit of phy n bio revision. gonna start mugging again. may Allah bless me n to the people out der hu are sitting for ur MYE!!! n lastly, "may Allah bless u too, shark. =)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...dan mereka mempunyai telinga tetapi tidak dipergunakannya untuk mendengar ayat2 Allah. Mereka itu sebagai binatang ternak bahkan mereka lebih sesat lagi. Mereka itulah orang yang lalai."&lt;br /&gt;(Al A'raf:179)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nauzubillahiminzalikh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is a video i found frm youtube. enjoy! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ptssNeg0Azk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ptssNeg0Azk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute, kn? hahhahahha. i wish my future child will be like dis cute boy (but definitely i want dem to read better quran recitals den him arh.) amin. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian, wassalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-4502124893135714388?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/4502124893135714388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=4502124893135714388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/4502124893135714388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/4502124893135714388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/04/alhamdulillah-all-praises-to-allah-most.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-8972119095810297149</id><published>2007-04-28T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T23:40:59.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wud like to say "thanks" to fizster n raihan for making some comments abt my entry. i've taken note of that. =) may Allah bless u guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sei wanna say "Marvel Tov!" to manchester united fans out der!!! we've won last nyt's match n aftr seeing chelsea's draw match, glory seems to b possible for us. =)alhamdulillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, i went to syarahan at alkhair last nyte...firstly, i wanna say tt i'm truly proud of the kranjians tt attended last nyte's syrahan. i saw kranjians like haiqel, naseer, asyraf, muzammil, zaid, n 1 sec 2 guy (sorry for nt knowing ur name. hehe.. iunderstnd tt u guys are struggling wif ur mid year exams but alhamdulillah, u guys did spare a tyme for Allah.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b4 the syarahan, we had our isyak prayers together. the imam was ustaz burhanudin sr. i really like the way he read all the surahs n conducting the prayers. he dind rush n he was leading the congregations at a right pace, wic i like. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he had successfully given a wonderful n meaningful syarahan. alhamdulillah, i managed to take down some interesting facts frm his speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hamba2 Allah yang layak mendapat rahmat ialah mereka yang tidak sombong dan bersabar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Perang yang paling suci adalah melawan musuh ketat manusia sendiri, syaitan nirrojim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Walaupun Nabi s.a.w. telah wafat, baginda masih lagi mengawasi pergerakan n dan amalan kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Gunakan kata2 hikmah n kata2 yang menyenangkan dalam percakapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"LABBAIKALLHUMMALABAIK, LABBAIKALASYARIKALAKALABAIK" is satu angkat sumpah frm us to Allah, wic means we are prepared to go for all Allah's calls. thus, we are nt supposed to say it unless we are prepared to:&lt;br /&gt;  *menyiapkan amalan2 utk dibawa tatkla kita meninggal&lt;br /&gt;  *membuat segala tuntutan Allah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has not the time yet come for those who believe&lt;br /&gt;that their hearts should be humble for the remembrance of Allah and what has come down of the truth? &lt;br /&gt;[57:16]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian, wassalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-8972119095810297149?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/8972119095810297149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=8972119095810297149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/8972119095810297149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/8972119095810297149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/04/firstly-i-wud-like-to-say-thanks-to.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-464411339559776041</id><published>2007-04-27T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T19:20:57.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>enough of all the rugged n all the hatred i used to hold. i was blog hopping n "hopped" into a holy innocent girl's blog. she's an eye-opener for me. thx Allah, for ur petunjuk. i realised tt all this while i was ambushed by a fatal cyclone of pretence of duniawi. na'uzubillahiminzalikh. i dunt want to end up being a kafir cos i'm scared of hell fire. i was drifted away by the tremors of life n i realised tt i should come clean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's never too late though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We will show them our proofs in the horizons, and within themselves, until they realize that this is the truth. Is your Lord not sufficient as a witness of all things?"&lt;br /&gt;Quran 41:53&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Allah! I'm truely fascinated by all Ur creations. i'm truly embarrassed on the type of person that i was for the past 3 yrs. i was enveloped in a treacherous sea of life. i'm a slave to u n i am finally aware that i've failed to perform my onus as a muslim to u. i am truly sorry for that. &lt;br /&gt;Oh Allah! i hope tt it's nt too late for me to chnge for the better. i will n alwaes, insyallah, give my very best to b a faithful n loyal slave for U---for i am nth without U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sesungguhnya, Engkaulah Maha Pengampun atas segala dosa-dosa besar.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-464411339559776041?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/464411339559776041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=464411339559776041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/464411339559776041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/464411339559776041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/04/enough-of-all-rugged-n-gothic.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-7862446646761577220</id><published>2007-04-27T08:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T19:20:01.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LIKE A ROSE - A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And As I Look Into Your Eyes&lt;br /&gt;I See An Angel In Disguise&lt;br /&gt;Sent From God Above&lt;br /&gt;For Me To Love&lt;br /&gt;To Hold And Idolise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And As I Hold Your Body Near&lt;br /&gt;I'll See This Month Through To A Year&lt;br /&gt;And Then Forever On&lt;br /&gt;Til Life Is Gone&lt;br /&gt;I'll Keep Your Loving Near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Now I've Finally Found My Way&lt;br /&gt;To Lead Me Down This Lonely Road&lt;br /&gt;All I Have To Do&lt;br /&gt;Is Follow You&lt;br /&gt;To Lighten Off My Load&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Treat Me Like A Rose&lt;br /&gt;You Give Me Room To Grow&lt;br /&gt;You Shone The Light Of Love On Me&lt;br /&gt;And Gave Me Air So I Can Breathe&lt;br /&gt;You Open Doors That Close&lt;br /&gt;In A World Where Anything Goes&lt;br /&gt;You Give Me Strength So I Stand Tall&lt;br /&gt;Just Like A Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And When I Feel Like Hope Is Gone&lt;br /&gt;You Give Me Strength To Carry On&lt;br /&gt;Each Time I Look At You&lt;br /&gt;There's Something New&lt;br /&gt;To Keep Our Loving Strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Hear You Whisper In My Ear&lt;br /&gt;All Of The Words I Long To Hear&lt;br /&gt;Of How You'll Always Be&lt;br /&gt;Here Next To Me&lt;br /&gt;To Wipe Away My Tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Now I've Finally Found My Way&lt;br /&gt;To Lead Me Down This Lonely Road&lt;br /&gt;All I Have To Do&lt;br /&gt;Is Follow You&lt;br /&gt;To Lighten Off My Load&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Treat Me Like A Rose&lt;br /&gt;You Give Me Room To Grow&lt;br /&gt;You Shone The Light Of Love On Me&lt;br /&gt;And Gave Me Air So I Can Breathe&lt;br /&gt;You Opened Doors I Closed&lt;br /&gt;In A World Where Anything Goes&lt;br /&gt;You Give Me Strength So I Stand Tall&lt;br /&gt;Within This Bed Of Earth&lt;br /&gt;Just Like A Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Though The Seasons Change&lt;br /&gt;Our Love Remains The Same&lt;br /&gt;You Face The Thunder&lt;br /&gt;When The Sunshine Turns To Rain&lt;br /&gt;Just Like A Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Treat Me Like A Rose&lt;br /&gt;You Give Me Room To Grow&lt;br /&gt;You Shone The Light Of Love On Me&lt;br /&gt;And Gave Me Air So I Can Breathe&lt;br /&gt;You Opened Doors I Closed&lt;br /&gt;In A World Where Anything Goes&lt;br /&gt;You Give Me Strength So I Stand Tall&lt;br /&gt;Within This Bed Of Earth&lt;br /&gt;Just Like A Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Give Me Strength So I Stand Tall&lt;br /&gt;Within This Bed Of Earth&lt;br /&gt;Just Like A Rose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-7862446646761577220?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/7862446646761577220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=7862446646761577220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/7862446646761577220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/7862446646761577220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/04/like-rose-westlife-and-as-i-look-into.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-2082125081444179663</id><published>2007-04-27T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T19:56:24.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday, ten min b4 A maths common test, my mentor announced to the whole class..."i've asked ur CCA teachers regarding ur leadership skills. ernest, since u're the badminton's captain n class chairperson, u're recommended to go to the workshp at republic poly. i've spoken to mr siah (DM) n he said tt that all the prefects are encouraged to go. amalina (she looked at me), mr siah recommended u to go too." doubts n possibilities gyrated havocly in my mind. i was in a whirlpool of chaos. non-plussed. me? leadership quality? republic ply? wrkshp? no way! seriously....just bcos i WAS a chairman n ex-SSC member and i was nominated as the  best student award for the year 2006 - the most prestigious award, awarded to 1 student out of thousands of nominees in the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at nyte, i had my religious exam. tauhid n fiqh. seriously, i've been carrying my books all arnd during curriculum tyme in skul. i've been trying my best to memorise the points n elaborations....often, wen i tried to summarise/recap, i found myself stranded in an island of "PER-LUPA-AN"(i wonder if the word is found in kamus dewan). the points, elaborations, notes, etc sank under the surface of my mind, rose and sank again, like bobbers dipping with the weight of nibbling trout. a mystery fish deep in my brain was pulling words down relentlessly, not letting them to appear on the surface of my sea of memory. but, alhamdulillah. i managed to do my madrasah exams smoothly. tauhid wasn't tt difficult. it was onli tricky. as usual, i was amg the last people hu left the class last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had el paper. i was speechless n had nth to comment. seriously. fullstop. n ITIK, stop calling me ZITS. thnk u. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-2082125081444179663?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/2082125081444179663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=2082125081444179663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/2082125081444179663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/2082125081444179663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/04/tuesday-on-tuesday-ten-min-b4-maths.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-5593705649818576448</id><published>2007-04-21T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T21:14:02.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exams are drawing near...n i'm half-prepared....grah! insyallah, evrything'll b fine. i'm stuck wif alpha-beta, moles n properties of circles. n...i haven't revised/memorised my hmls's peribahasas for bof MYE n o levels. n i've been abondoning my aftr mid-nyte revisions. i'm feeling lethargic even though i've been suspending my weekly jog/run wif dad for a few kms. i'm feeling sleepy n guilty. i haf no idea wad i'm guilty abt. perhaps abt studies. yarr...studies...PHYSICS. theory.......haiz. practical....lagi haiz. dis wed, der's chem ip frm 3 to 4pm. aftr wic, hist ip frm 4-6. on fri, aftr el papers, der'll be another history ip. i nid maths ip coaching wif my teacher. perhaps, i'm going to ask ms sim n miss thng for guidance. grah....n i shall borrow some phy/chem notes frm my pals. god...it's like last minute preparations. but i really ahf no choice. i carn afford to slack. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i really luv my new skin. QUEEN OF DRAMA. DRAMA = masquerade. pretence. disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i haf to end my "princess": status. it sounds so "minah". hahah. i tink queen is better. it sounds more noble, aristocratic, self-sacrificing n dignified. =)sovereign. 1 day, i shall rise into power n stand up for human rights. stop all injustice. tegakkan kebenaran. ceay....hahah. joke. i think i shall nid to dig up some courage n researches to do tt. lol. as for now, i shall live life to the fullest. n the most impt thing, "BE QUIET N KIP EVRYTHING TO MYSELF". =) dis is nt to be emo. but dis is a step to stop all prejudices made by people hu tinks tt i'm arrogant n irresponsible. i shall chnge for the better, if u want me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's really good to hear your voice saying my name &lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet &lt;br /&gt;Coming from the lips of an angel &lt;br /&gt;Hearing those words it makes me weak &lt;br /&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-5593705649818576448?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/5593705649818576448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=5593705649818576448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/5593705649818576448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/5593705649818576448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/04/exams-are-drawing-near.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-8359301798679485915</id><published>2007-04-19T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T23:01:00.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a very, very meaningful and exciting week. seriously.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 stupid zits appeared on my forehead. seriously, i'm getting sick n tired abt them. they really make me feel miserable n horrible. grah! n...dark, round circles were beginning to be showing its "VIRUS" arnd my eyes....ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my e maths test. manageable, alhamdulillah. had religious studies at nyte....was trying my best to focus as the following tues will b tauhid n fiqh. arrgh...seriously, religious exams ain't as easy as u think. my class is really competitive....haix...insyallah, i'll try my best to achieve gd grades. i dun expect much as i noe, life's full of ups n dwns...i'm prepared for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had d last rehearsal wif ibex. was struggling to co-ordinate wif the lower sec....masyallah...i carn imagine hw the overall co-ordination will luk like nxt yr, we ME, SHARK, SYAHIRAH n HUDA will have to struggle to boost our energy up. we nidda fork out ideas n plans earlier n kip dem under wraps, away frm the knowledge of other houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evry1 was busy preparing for the sports' day. jerome was our house captain. he really deserved the title. akmal was our cheer-leader OIC. haha. skipped PE bcos cikgu zainal talked to the sec 3 peeps who will b going to negeri sembilan dis holidae n me n shark had ibex meeting. =)&lt;br /&gt;i just love ibex!(even though it's a goat.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d big day arrived. KESTREL 2nD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hahahahhaha. all hail rhino for belasah-ing them. hahahhahahhaa. i'm so happy. ibex finally achieved the 4th position. finally....thx to the lower secs n upper secs that ARE n always be PURE LONG-DISTANCE RUNNERS. hahahahha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-8359301798679485915?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/8359301798679485915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=8359301798679485915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/8359301798679485915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/8359301798679485915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-had-very-very-meaningful-and-exciting.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-4722117646634031377</id><published>2007-04-13T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T00:01:35.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha....fogot to write smth abt yest. i became an emcee again. well, ms yong told me to be one for yest.'s assemble. so, i jux gt to noe abt it in the morning. had onli 4 hrs to practice....haha. alhamdulillah, evrything turned out well. i managed to talk rubbish to the whole upper sec lot. was fun. i was really enjoying myself on the stage, behind the rostrum. yarr...gt my chem results....gt A2. dis really shows tt i nidda put in double effort for my mid yr so tt i'll get better grades. grah...styl, i'm grateful to Allah for such results. ader hikmahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i'll be going for my quran recitals at Al Khair. den, proceed to my grandad's hse aftr asar prayers at the mosque. yarr.....den will b back at hme by isyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the coming common test will be e maths....brain-cracking. i nidda understnd the concepts. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, i'm listening to beautiful liar and keep your hands off my girl. u noe, i styl rememba shark's bro yelling a part frm gd charlottes' keep your hands off my girl. hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not kill the karma&lt;br /&gt;Let's not start a fight&lt;br /&gt;It's not worth the drama&lt;br /&gt;For a beautiful liar&lt;br /&gt;Can't we laugh about it&lt;br /&gt;It's not worth our time&lt;br /&gt;We can live without 'em&lt;br /&gt;Just a beautiful liar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-4722117646634031377?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/4722117646634031377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=4722117646634031377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/4722117646634031377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/4722117646634031377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/04/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-7642343381631864361</id><published>2007-04-13T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T06:27:23.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Saya nak migrate setelah amalina dgn aqilah kahwin." tt's the sentence tt my dad just said to my mom. nyahahaha. weird statement made by dad. hahaha. aniwae, i had my lisan trial just nw. it went smooth, alhamdulillah. =) the passage was okay. den, cikgu rosnah asked me the 1st qs, "SIAPAKAH IDOLA KAMU?". i replied, "Rasulullah S.A.W". frm der, i began my CERAMAH. hahahahhaha. den, she asked again, "SAYA MENGERTI BAHAWA TIDAK RAMAI REMAJA YANG MEMPUNYAI IDOLA SEPERTI KAMU. KEBANYAKAN DARIPADA MEREKA MEMINATI IDOLA-IDOLA SEPERTI SELEBRITI. MENGAPA AGAKNYA?" i replied, " hal yang sedemikian berlaku kerana remaja sedang meniti alam baligh. oleh itu, mereka ....." blah blah blah. hahha. sorry, arh. i may sound like a freak here, jakunist, to be exact. but, dis is really my first tym taking lisan for my sec years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-7642343381631864361?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/7642343381631864361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=7642343381631864361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/7642343381631864361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/7642343381631864361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/04/saya-nak-migrate-setelah-amalina-dgn.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-9062052123615991402</id><published>2007-04-07T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T23:51:08.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people, pls. dun tok abt my personal life in my tagboard. pls....dun type abt my personal life in my tagboard. i'll hafta delete my tagboard over and over again if u ryte abt my personal life...sorry n thx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-9062052123615991402?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/9062052123615991402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=9062052123615991402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/9062052123615991402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/9062052123615991402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/04/people-pls.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-8371599239956621954</id><published>2007-04-06T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T08:31:05.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DARN LARHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! my sis is really getting on my nerveSSSSS. she doodle on my chem ws n spilled mom's fish curry onto the paper. n now, i'm really feeling darn agitated by it! i've written lots n lots n lots of notes onto the paper n i've written all the ans n now, i have to scan all all 7 pages! darn ah! haix. i'm really mad n i SHOUTED just now. seriously....u'll be surprised to see me turning red.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-8371599239956621954?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/8371599239956621954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=8371599239956621954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/8371599239956621954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/8371599239956621954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/04/darn-larhhhhhhhh-my-sis-is-really.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-1464511327520661453</id><published>2007-04-05T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T10:22:23.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been a week since i last updated my blog...wasn't busy dis week....just tt i wasn't really in d ryte mood to press the "POWER" button of my acer 19" flat screen. it's a long week....monday-thurs (n now, friday). a lot of things happened to me. it's a surprise tt i actually managed to endure the long week without my darling hp. =(. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7. dind perform my subuh prayers cos i wasn't in the appropriate state to perform my 2nd pillar of islam. waited for dad to come back frm his nite-shift....aftr wic, both dad n i left for BUKIT GOMBAK stadium at 8am. we jogged (non-stop, okaes?) all the way frm my doorstep(hehe. kidding...frm my house's park) to the stadium itself. he told me tt wenever we're stressed up n wanna blow all our troubles n heartaches away, d onli ryte thing to do is to put on ur adidas orange-grey sport shoe n start jogging/running. while doing so, compile all ur agony in ur mind n slowly, make dem disappear, 1 by 1. nice, eh? i did as wat he told me. it worked, actually. den, we had breakfast at bukit gombak...i forgot the coffeshop's name...yes, i'm a very non-matrialistic/non-minah/non-bimbo/non-high class girl. i'm very typical teenage girl. i wun eat in a first class restaurant until i get my 1st salary. insyallah. =). at nyte, aftr maghrib, dad n bro went to the stadium wif my realatives to watch SAFFC's match against dis "team". sorry...but i forgot it's name. hehe. yep, dey won. duh...dey are the best soccer team in the S league division. hehe. mom, sis n me went to the mosque. met some kranjians like haiqel, zul,syarif, asyraf, akmal, zaid, anuar...etc. haha. all of us attended the forum in conjunction with maulidurRasul. i learnt quite a lot of valuable points frm the ustazah n ustaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the mosque at 2. attend dis SEXUAL EDUCATION programme. fun n nice arh. i received thie SEKSA sak book. nice. haha. lot's of info, actually. if u guys wanna borrow it frm me, just lemme noe, aye? insyallah, i'll lent it to u guys. at nyte, i dind watch ugly betty cos i was "CHONG-ING" my physics revision for the next day, n day after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so happy to meet my frens. was inspired to learn more vocabs. maybe bcos d people arround me inspired/influenced me to. haha. now, i carn live without my sis's oxford electronic dictionary. haha. aniwae, i had scrabble competition. by right, i was qualified for the finals. by left, i dind. i shall not describe more cos i just wanna forget abt it. ouh, n i had my SPA trial practical test on lens. it's irritating. my focal length was 8.4cm. it wasn't 10cm!!! grah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm....GOD! i forgot wat happened on dis day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dis rehearsal for prize-giving day. was fun. i feel like the stage is my best buddy. haha. talking on the mike was fun! ouh yes, n the teachers were playing soccer. frenly-match. haha so klakar. i was enjoying myself watching dem played. the skul was like laughing n cheering. so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my history common test result. dind expect to get tt marks...alhamdulillah. =). xuan ying did well to, yay! the sea-animal sistas have improved! haha. yeah...and the prize-giving went smooth. i was trapped in a cage called INFLUENZA SYDROME ATTACK! i was trying to control my mucus frm flowing out. ewww....dat sounds disgusting but seriously, once u're being attacked by dis syndrome, u wun noe the meaning of DISGUSTING. haha. yea, and wen i was a t the back-stage, i was blowing my nose n i've used 3 packet of tissue packets in total. lol. lastly, i had dinner wif my buddy, yana. i said, "yana, i may sound like  a lesbian but hey, i'm not. i'm just trying to tell u tt i really miss u so much n i carn forget abt u. i miss evry1 in 2c n by saying dis, i feel like crying." and she replied, "ama, u're so emo. stop saying tt or i'll cry too...." awww....n we went silent for the rest of the dinner @...... the CANTEEN. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-1464511327520661453?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/1464511327520661453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=1464511327520661453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/1464511327520661453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/1464511327520661453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-been-week-since-i-last-updated-my.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-8563703247678899655</id><published>2007-03-30T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T20:44:30.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!??? some idiotic human beings sent me a stupid virus via msn! haiyo.....y is my life like dis? being cheated all arnd....people often take my kindness and care as "tools" for pranks. darnlarh........!!!!!!!!!!i just dun want my comp to go for maintanence. i dun wan my dad to fork out money animore...i've troubled him a lot. i am really resentful upon my mistakes n i'm trying to avoid unwanted products from happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i'm missing another episode of SUPRENATURAl. haiz....forget it. i'm just too headache to remember the show's broadcasting schedule. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n emceeing wasn't tt bad. the choir was awesome. dey sand dis balinese/javanese song. it just made me wanna groove to the melodious rythm. irresistable. i just felt like "shaking". haha. wen i heard it, i remembered the "song" the casts sang to kol the KUNTILANAK. so "cool" n eerie. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i'm missing my hp. my true companion of my lonely nights....awwww&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-8563703247678899655?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/8563703247678899655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=8563703247678899655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/8563703247678899655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/8563703247678899655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/03/wth-some-idiotic-human-beings-sent-me.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-7525329944560690476</id><published>2007-03-29T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T05:13:32.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i'm addicted to scrabble. haha. the scrabble competition created madness amg the sec 3s jux now. evry1 was talking abt it. alhamdulillah, i managed to qualify for the nxt round. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i received my el CT. i was shocked n satisfied. Alhamdulillah. nw i owe my chairman a lollipop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo....the nite is soooooo "cooling"? haha. i think tt's the best wrd to describe it. i feel like going dwn to the park n jog. however, i'm piled up wif lots n lots of chem hwk. d due  date's tmr. n i haven't completed dem. haix...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-7525329944560690476?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/7525329944560690476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=7525329944560690476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/7525329944560690476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/7525329944560690476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-think-im-addicted-to-scrabble.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-4631907968785880034</id><published>2007-03-28T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T20:51:46.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okie...it's been a long tyme since i posted entries in my blog. so, let's begin frm sunday's events, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i went to the stadium wif my dad, sis n bro. i had my 1.6(i'm a lazy-bummer lately =)). dad had a flat foot. so, he ran 2.4km instead. coincidentally, the SAFFC warriors were having their training. so, i managed to get a glimpse at therdsak caiman n alexandra duric. dey're having a match dis saturday, 31st march. i wanna watch the match at the stadium but der's a syrahan aftr isyak prayers at the mosque, so i haf to do another sacrifice as a muslim girl. =) aniwaes, aftr running, i did sit ups! haha. i really wanna KEMPISKAN perut, even though i tink my perut is really flat now. hahaha. aniwae, i gt scolded by dad cos i brought along my Z610i. haha. i noe it was my mistake. however, i jux carn get rid of my hp, arh. i love it! it's my 1 n onli companion wen i'm down(apart frm my blue teddy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was raining in the morning. i was drenched. kwaiga was so concerned. thx, girl. may God bless u! aniwaes, my point is, it was raining! n i was happy cos it was really darn cold n i was carried away by the "ryhtm" made by the raindrops. "pitter-patter". hahahahah. yarr....den, it was monday...my SS teacher dind turn up....my bio teacher dind turn up...my physics teacher had to leave early for badminton tournaments...n my maths teacher "generously cherish us wif piles of hwk". "THANK YOU, 'CHER!!!!!!!!!!" *sarcastic smile*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth much happened today except for el common test. i wrote smth abt korea! hhahahahhaha. xuan ying, irah n i wrote smth abt korean dramas! haha. it's really out of point but we just carn resist the KDS madness! yarr...wen i came back aftr madrasah, dad had his "SYARAHAN" wif me.....he confisticated my hp. 1 mth without hp!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! well, it's my fault laaa...........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!i'm sorry! i accessed internet via my hp. n he had to pay $343 in total for my fon bill. darn....now, i'm stranded wif life without my faithful companion, Z610i, baby blue hp. =( i'll be alone, wif no "horcrux" to kip me company wen i'm asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a dreadful morning. miss lee went to shark at the parade square. "where's sim leng?" shark replied, "i duno. ask ama" miss lim den went up to me and said, "forget abt sim leng. amalina, go to the podium n help me to make announcements. tell the skul abt today's event happening in the library." i was like...mepek laaa....teacher.....! "miss lim....dun wanlah. irritating lah. i dun wan. pls." i pleaded. but no matter hw naive i acted, my teacher was styl wif her merepek stand. so, i went up the stage n did my thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den, i bumped into miss lai...she said, "amalina. u must learn to look for me frm now onwards. i need u. i want u to b the emcee for this coming prize-giving ceremony." i was like....aper seay.....i dun wanna b emcee animore. pls....styl, i think i've failed to fullfil my resolution for 2007---not getting involve in any emcee jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had 2.4km today....my target was 14:14. A. i dind haf enough training. so, i dind put high hopes. as long as i achieve A, i'll b fine wif it. =). so, i ran ......blah blah blah. i "chong-ed" all the way for the 1st round. second round, i WALKED !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hahahhahahhaha. AND, my timing was 13:42. at least, i did not exceed my target. alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during chem, miss yong came into my class. she announced my name, together wif some others. we were selected to represent our class for a scrabble competition wic will be held TMR!!!!!!!!!!!!!! =S. insyallah, wif my faith in Allah, evrything will be just fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-4631907968785880034?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/4631907968785880034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=4631907968785880034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/4631907968785880034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/4631907968785880034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/03/okie.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-5400235168131293083</id><published>2007-03-23T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T21:45:06.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haizzz...i'm really fed up n disappointed. smth happened to me today. smth really stupid. i had diarrhea at 4.30 in the morn. farn, larh. u noe, dad n i were physically n mentally prepared for today's run. haix. FED UP!!!!!!! i wanna run. i wanna run. i wanna RUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! haiz...dahlah yg sudah tu sudah. nangis tdk berlagu..(*winks* to fara)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-5400235168131293083?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/5400235168131293083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=5400235168131293083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/5400235168131293083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/5400235168131293083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/03/haizzz.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-1246911863391381464</id><published>2007-03-22T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T21:51:24.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i saw the two cursed roses crying in the still nite...waiting for miracles to happen. dey were weeping silently, hoping to see each other again. d black rose thought tt he wud never see d white rose again. however, d white rose believed tt 1 day, miracle wud happen n against all odds, if dey were meant for each other, no living thing wud be able to separate dem, ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the poems tt i've searched thru deviantart:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)A Dozen Black Roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's still dying inside--&lt;br /&gt;Still decaying deep within&lt;br /&gt;As he watches her walk away again&lt;br /&gt;Five-thousand black roses&lt;br /&gt;Could never bring her back&lt;br /&gt;The crushed hopes and dreams&lt;br /&gt;He had once carved into the wall&lt;br /&gt;But now carved into his wrist&lt;br /&gt;And for one last time&lt;br /&gt;He slowly began to cry&lt;br /&gt;As he finds upon the front steps&lt;br /&gt;A dozen black roses and a note&lt;br /&gt;All from that one girl&lt;br /&gt;Saying she still cares&lt;br /&gt;He picks up the flowers&lt;br /&gt;Only to set them ablaze&lt;br /&gt;Thinking to himself of her&lt;br /&gt;Amd how she probably never really cared&lt;br /&gt;Once again he finds himself in tears&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of all the old times--&lt;br /&gt;All the better days they had shared&lt;br /&gt;As the flowers burned away&lt;br /&gt;She began to walk towards him&lt;br /&gt;But once she saw the flames&lt;br /&gt;She stopped and watched&lt;br /&gt;Until the roses she left were no more&lt;br /&gt;And alone he'll forever be&lt;br /&gt;Because he keeps pushing away&lt;br /&gt;And to him nothing ever feels right&lt;br /&gt;Cause he's still dying within--&lt;br /&gt;Rotting away from the inside out&lt;br /&gt;But she's the only one&lt;br /&gt;That ever seems to take notice--&lt;br /&gt;Only one who truely ever cared&lt;br /&gt;Still he ignores her&lt;br /&gt;Because he's too shallow&lt;br /&gt;To notice she's still standing there&lt;br /&gt;Even after every heartache he caused her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)The Black Wings Of A Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say a rose represents beauty,&lt;br /&gt;Yet it also represents pain.&lt;br /&gt;It's been said it represents love,&lt;br /&gt;It's also a statement of death.&lt;br /&gt;It's there when we first fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;and it's there at our graves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it represent the beauty of our lives?&lt;br /&gt;Or does it represent the end of another story.&lt;br /&gt;If we were to place it in a category of good or bad,&lt;br /&gt;Would it have white wings in which to admire?&lt;br /&gt;Or would it wear black wings of death and desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many have fallen in love thanks to a rose,&lt;br /&gt;and yet many have also bled thanks to what it brings.&lt;br /&gt;A rose can be white of purity,&lt;br /&gt;Yet it can also be blood red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this rose which i hold in my hand,&lt;br /&gt;Take this blood in which i have lost.&lt;br /&gt;May it spread it's black hearted wings,&lt;br /&gt;And fly me to a better place.&lt;br /&gt;I wish it so, may it happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Rose path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She steps on, and the moon makes a path&lt;br /&gt;Of radiance for her to follow&lt;br /&gt;While the stars guide her forward&lt;br /&gt;Her gown of spider's-web&lt;br /&gt;Adorned with jewels of snowdrops&lt;br /&gt;Winks, shifts, flows&lt;br /&gt;'Round her dainty ankles as&lt;br /&gt;Her mournful cry rises to the heavens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, with a star for my soul&lt;br /&gt;Beseech you, take me into your arms&lt;br /&gt;Cradle me, protect me from the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fly me back home to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She dances her intricate steps&lt;br /&gt;Weaving new life from moonshine&lt;br /&gt;Hair of ebon lightly swaying&lt;br /&gt;As her face of starlight&lt;br /&gt;Gleams with wet, she remembers&lt;br /&gt;Where sun did not burn&lt;br /&gt;Air was sweeter than sugar-blossoms&lt;br /&gt;Where she would walk the rose-path again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, with moon in my veins&lt;br /&gt;Remember you, your gentle hands&lt;br /&gt;Shaping, healing, loving&lt;br /&gt;Fly me back home to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fragile strength spent, she drops&lt;br /&gt;To the rose-path that she&lt;br /&gt;Can feel no more, away from her home&lt;br /&gt;Thinks of time of lore, long past&lt;br /&gt;As her frail frame is bathed in pale shine&lt;br /&gt;She rises, arms outstretched&lt;br /&gt;White eyes unbelieving, longing-filled&lt;br /&gt;Blazes once and is gone in a burst of ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, with light in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, and I know&lt;br /&gt;The rose-path is waiting&lt;br /&gt;To fly me back home to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-1246911863391381464?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/1246911863391381464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=1246911863391381464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/1246911863391381464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/1246911863391381464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-see-two-cursed-roses-crying-in-still.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-4919293441003827841</id><published>2007-03-21T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T06:43:02.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was very shocked tt my dad ACTUALLY voluteered to run wif me dis saturday to gain 5 points for poor ibex. hahahahha! i really cannot tahan, man! seriously. it's a really shocking news! he has been criticising my skul n now, he actually volunteered to run wif me...imagine, he's running wif GIRLS. dots.... haahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n it has been raining heavily lately. wow. to those of u hu noes wat it means, gd for u. for those hu doesn't, it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i'm really into black/white rose AGAIN. haha. sorry, arh. just carn resist it, u noe. dey are so...erm, i dunnoe...meaningful? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grah!!! i realise tt evry week, der'll be 4 stupid tests tt i haf to face. Y!?? haiyo....leceh arh. haix. endure, endure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, till here. i really dunnoe wat else to say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-4919293441003827841?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/4919293441003827841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=4919293441003827841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/4919293441003827841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/4919293441003827841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/03/was-very-shocked-tt-my-dad-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-6034351005983112501</id><published>2007-03-17T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T23:56:43.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man utd 4,&lt;br /&gt;bolton 1&lt;br /&gt;park, rooney, park, rooney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell u d story...&lt;br /&gt;"it was the 13th min. ronaldo did anarder stupid mistake. being greedy, he dind pass the ball to rooney. he tried to shoot the ball into the goalpost. dad n i were very upset. ronaldo shud learn hw to play as a team. however, my frustration for him lasted wen he passed the ball to park n park shoot the ball straight into the goal post. thx, Allah. =) at least, ronaldo did smth wic made me happy. aniwaes, wen rooney scored, i knew tt he will score in d second half of the match. i told dad abt my "prediction". n yes, he did score in the 2nd half."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest man utd, &lt;br /&gt;i watched u guys play last nyte. u guys played quite well. i'm happy for u guys. keep up the gd wrk. i promise to wear my man utd jersey d nxt tyme u guys play. =) kick chelsea off their butts n show tt u guys rawk EPL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, enough of it. i happen to "deviant-hop" n saw dis beautiful pict of a rose. n i saw this so-called "lyrics". here it is:-&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"The valley green was so serene&lt;br /&gt;In the middle ran a stream so blue...&lt;br /&gt;A maiden fair, in despair, once had met her true love there and she told him...&lt;br /&gt;She would say...&lt;br /&gt;Promise me , when you see, a white rose you'll think of me&lt;br /&gt;I love you so,&lt;br /&gt;Never let go,&lt;br /&gt;I will be your ghost of a rose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes believed in mysteries&lt;br /&gt;She would lay amongst the leaves of amber&lt;br /&gt;Her spirit wild, heart of a child, yet gentle still and quiet and mild and he loved her...&lt;br /&gt;When she would say...&lt;br /&gt;Promise me , when you see, a white rose you'll think of me&lt;br /&gt;I love you so,&lt;br /&gt;Never let go,&lt;br /&gt;I will be your ghost of a rose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all was done, she turned to run&lt;br /&gt;Dancing to the setting sun as he watched her&lt;br /&gt;And ever more he thought he saw&lt;br /&gt;A glimpse of her upon the moors forever&lt;br /&gt;He'd hear her say...&lt;br /&gt;Promise me , when you see, a white rose you'll think of me&lt;br /&gt;I love you so,&lt;br /&gt;Never let go,&lt;br /&gt;I will be your ghost of a rose..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lyrics by: Blackmore's Night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice, eh? hehe...aniwae, my jeans are really terlondeh. haha. size 25 n 24 don't fit me. dey are loose. darn, i dunnoe wassup wif me. wen i luk myself into the mirror, i tink i look fat. however, &lt;br /&gt;my sis said, "alin, kau da gila? jeans kau longgar, dok. aku tk muat. ketat. kau lak longgar. weird, seay."&lt;br /&gt;dad said, "alin nyer seluar da longgar, ehk? tkp, nnti ayah belikan seluar baru."&lt;br /&gt;mom said, "baguslah. kau da kurus sekarang. carry on to be kurus cos ur dad really likes skinny girls."&lt;br /&gt;haiz...am i really dat skinny? i tink der are many more girls out der hu are way much skinnier den me. aniwae, i've lost 1kg more now. n now, i've lost a total of 6kg since jan. nidda hit 40kg...dat's my target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carn wait for skul. lemme count....less than 24 hrs? wow! dat's reaaaaallllyyyy cool! darn, der's maths test tmr (quadratic eqtn) n history common test on tues. i really duno hw to study history. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my replies to all taggers...&lt;br /&gt; amirul - i like two songs mah....&lt;br /&gt; fizster - thx, dude. i'll take note of tt.&lt;br /&gt; sheng kiang n bing ru - kk, i'll tag u&lt;br /&gt; val - aites, babe!&lt;br /&gt; h-stringy - i noe, dude. n i shall pray for ur success. dun worry. amin&lt;br /&gt; fara - &lt;3 u, babe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-6034351005983112501?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/6034351005983112501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=6034351005983112501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/6034351005983112501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/6034351005983112501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/03/man-utd-4-bolton-1-park-rooney-park.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-1231127220947734759</id><published>2007-03-15T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T22:44:22.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday, i woke up at 6.15. did my subuh prayers, den got ready for hosting workshop organised by innova jc. rilla melati was our trainer. subhanallah! she's damn pretty n skinny! i wanna haf her body shape, seay....hmm, must really ikat perut again. hehe. well, dat was not the point. the point was tt i really find tt yesterday's workshop was very meaningful. she did give us some tips on hosting, like frm the KUASA MIKROFON to attracting the aundiences' attentions. was fun, basically. had some activities. n i was like asking amirul many qs. "kau raser bdk perempuan tu mcm minah, tk?" "kau raser bdk tu lawa tk?" "kau raser budak tu punyer body shape lawa, tk?" haha. n amirul's ans was "okaylarh". sorry, dude! i was jux being a mak nenek, here. tk sengaja! =). n, we went home at 12.20. walked a long distance frm innova jc to woodlands mrt. was fun. NOT TIRING. i guess, it's a gd practice to train my stamina for NAPFA test. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i recently realised tt siti's BUKAN CINTA BIASA was a very meaningful song. very sweet, melodious, captivating n soothing. here's the lyrics:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitu banyak cerita&lt;br /&gt;Ada suka ada duka&lt;br /&gt;Cinta yang inginku tulis&lt;br /&gt;Bukanlah cinta biasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dua keyakinan beza&lt;br /&gt;Masalah pun tak sama&lt;br /&gt;Ku tak ingin dia ragu&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa mereka selalu bertanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( korus )&lt;br /&gt;Cintaku bukan diatas kertas&lt;br /&gt;Cintaku getaran yang sama&lt;br /&gt;Tak perlu dipaksa&lt;br /&gt;Tak perlu dicari&lt;br /&gt;Kerna kuyakin ada jawabnya oh...&lt;br /&gt;Andai ku bisa merubah semua&lt;br /&gt;Hingga tiada orang terluka&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tak mungkin&lt;br /&gt;Ku tak berdaya&lt;br /&gt;Hanya yakin menunggu jawapnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janji terikat setia&lt;br /&gt;Masa merubah segala&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin dia kan berlalu&lt;br /&gt;Ku tak mahu mereka tertawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diriku hanya insan biasa&lt;br /&gt;Miliki naluri yang sama&lt;br /&gt;Tak ingin berpaling&lt;br /&gt;Tak ingin berganti&lt;br /&gt;Jiwa ku sering saja berkata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andai ku mampu ulang semula&lt;br /&gt;Ku pasti tiada yang curiga&lt;br /&gt;Kasih kan hadir tiada terduga&lt;br /&gt;Hanya yakin menunggu jawapan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice, eh? haha. well, the song may be quite ancient, but seriously, there is no such thing as "ancient song". haha. (if u get wat i mean)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-1231127220947734759?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/1231127220947734759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=1231127220947734759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/1231127220947734759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/1231127220947734759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/03/yesterday-i-woke-up-at-6.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-20857463383347574</id><published>2007-03-13T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T19:36:28.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz. i actually haf very little hwk. seriously. however, all of dem are really..."dreadful". haha. i'm left wif el compre, el essay n 2 reading tasks. haix...really2, haix....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, gt to noe man utd won 4-3. HAHAHAHAHAHA. finally, rooney scored 2. =). i dind watch the match, though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haf ngaji today. at 2pm. finally i can get my hands on the holy Quran. =). i'm gonna read wif sincerity, wif all my heart. i wanna let go all my sorrows buried within for the past months. am i happy now? i dun tink so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GIRL, U GOT WHAT U DESERVED". do i really get wat i deserved? i duno. i dun tink so. n i dun wan to noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i am really2 hungry now. seriously. i dind eat much lately. well, i was dreaming abt me n grandad eating BBQ salmon wif black pepper sauce. i was abt to begin to gobble dem up wen my mom woke me up n "destroy" my dream...so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i'm really cracking my brain to find info abt fashion designs for my career choice project...i really dunnoe wat to find. seriously. grah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-20857463383347574?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/20857463383347574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=20857463383347574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/20857463383347574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/20857463383347574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/03/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-5500396869267367859</id><published>2007-03-13T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T01:51:31.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a great tyme yesterday even though it was quite dreadful in the beginning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had maths class in the morning. i was a lil bit sleepy but i dind let myself to drain into the "temptation to sleep during lesson tym". haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aftr wic, i went to braddell. SPH. had dis obor thingy. gosh...was gd n fun if we had the tickets in the first place. unfortunately, the teachers dind gif us any. so, we were like "uninvited visitors". saw imran ajmain though. he was cute n friendly. not bad. n rauzan's rap was cool. never knew a malay dude is capable of "rapping". nyahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den, me, fid, irah n fara went to bugis junction. met michelle wif her fren frm yishun sec. den, we ate KFC. btw, tt was my breakfast, lunch n dinner for yesterdae. wen i reached, hme, i dind eat anth. irah said dat i'm aneroxic. she said dat i look so skinny. "ama, dahlah. u shud eat more. aku tknk kau sedengking. tk lawa. tk sexy." haha. thx for ur concern, girl. i've lost 5 kg since the tyme when my PE teacher took my height n weight. i still tink i'm fat n heavy. haiz. i really wanna be skinny.-but not aneroxic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n, i dun wanna be emo. i just dun want to. however, i'm jux being trapped. i hate being emo. i'm trying to be free frm all this "emo" stuffs. it's bad, for a girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-5500396869267367859?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/5500396869267367859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=5500396869267367859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/5500396869267367859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/5500396869267367859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/03/had-great-tyme-yesterday-even-though-it.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-4031000742609592516</id><published>2007-03-10T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T20:23:55.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haix. guess wat? i've planned to sleep aftr man utd's match. unfortunaely, i fell asleep b4 the kickoff. gosh....n i heard tt the score was a draw. 2-2. arghhh! they cud have won! it's all my fault. i'm so sorry, man utd. i dind watch u guys played last nyte. dat's y u guys lose. =( nyahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, currently, i'm listenming to another ungu's song. SURGA MU. darn nice arh. tkleh angkat, dok. here's d lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surga-Mu&lt;br /&gt;Album : Surga-Mu&lt;br /&gt;Munsyid : Ungu&lt;br /&gt;http://liriknasyid.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segala yang ada dalam hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Kusadari semua milik-Mu&lt;br /&gt;Ku hanya hamba-Mu yang berlumur dosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre Reff :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tunjukkan aku jalan lurus-Mu&lt;br /&gt;Untuk menggapai Surga-Mu&lt;br /&gt;Terangiku dalam setiap langkah hidupku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena kutahu hanya Kau Tuhanku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reff :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allahu Akbar&lt;br /&gt;Allah Maha Besar&lt;br /&gt;Ku memuja-Mu di setiap waktu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanyalah pada-Mu&lt;br /&gt;Tempatku berteduh&lt;br /&gt;Memohon ridho dan ampunan-Mu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Pre Reff &lt;br /&gt;Back to Reff (3x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-4031000742609592516?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/4031000742609592516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=4031000742609592516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/4031000742609592516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/4031000742609592516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/03/haix.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-6172891351493028279</id><published>2007-03-10T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T06:51:43.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm...i'm waiting for 1.25am to arrive. Boro vs Man Utd. Ya Allah, ya Tuhanku. izinkanlah Man Utd menang sekali lagi, Ya Allah. pls. let Larsson score, pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, i'm really being piled up wif irritating heaps of hwk. well, d quantity ain;t dat much. dey are just tym-consuming. grah....el compre, 2 reading tasks, el formal letter, A maths ws, E maths assessments, phy TYS, chem TYS, Hist n more....i carn recall. dah tua, katerkn. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, i really nidda buck up in studies. i nidda push myself more. seriously. carn afford to lose any marks. grah! carn believe i'm turning 15 soon. is it a gd sign? or a bad, sign? nidda find my true identity asap too. i must stop being emo. must turn into smth like....a nerd? haha(i wun, definitely) well, i really dunnoe arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, all the best to all sec 3 peeps or to all of u hu are basically trying to find oxygen to breathe. may all of u succeed in adapting to ur new life, new situations. remember, craps are humourous. dey'll make u laugh n laughter is d best medicine. so, fake ur smile, of u can't. be humble wen u succeed. olrytes, chao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-6172891351493028279?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/6172891351493028279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=6172891351493028279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/6172891351493028279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/6172891351493028279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/03/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-1992124489871743519</id><published>2007-03-09T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T23:02:39.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had my ppr results yesterdae. HML - A1&lt;br /&gt;                              A Maths - A2&lt;br /&gt;                              E Maths - C5&lt;br /&gt;                              English - B4&lt;br /&gt;                              Biology - A1&lt;br /&gt;                              Chemistry - A1&lt;br /&gt;                              Physics - A1&lt;br /&gt;                              SS/History - C5&lt;br /&gt;was contented, alhamdulillah. 4 A1s, 5 distinctions. wasn;t the lowest in class. dat's fine, alhamdulillsh. syukur, ya Allah!. aniwae, was quite shocking too arh. my A maths i dind expect to get even B. i tot i suck at it. i dind do it quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, thx to those hu've helped me a lot in my studies all this while. may Allah bless u guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mentor oso mentioned tt in sec 1 n 2s, d girls tend to smash d guys in studies. but wen it comes to sec 3 n 4, it's the guys' turn. dis is bcos, the girls memorise the steps but guys understand the concepts. haha. it's a lil's unfair. but it's not too late to turn back tyme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-1992124489871743519?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/1992124489871743519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=1992124489871743519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/1992124489871743519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/1992124489871743519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/03/had-my-ppr-results-yesterdae.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-1219519737706795127</id><published>2007-03-07T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T00:47:27.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GRAAHHH!!! my life is filled with the most bustling crowd of tests. each and evry one of dem come n go like patients waiting for their turn to consult the doctor. gosh...i'm talking crap. A MATHS-formulas. E Maths-simple yet irritating. English-trapped in band 1 class wif brainers n professionals in language. HML-wen u're stucked in a class wif onli 1 malay boy, ur malay will tend to get karat. Chem-theory vs treacherous sea of practical confusion. Phy-invisible forces tt will make ur brain go bonkers. bio-long essays on living organisms. Social studies-politics are really too old for me. History-it will repeat itself. so, it's useless if u're studying it wif the intentions of preventing it frm happening. haf i listed all my 8 subs? haha. i tink i am done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-1219519737706795127?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/1219519737706795127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=1219519737706795127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/1219519737706795127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/1219519737706795127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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nyawaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;aku takut&lt;br /&gt;akan semua dosa2 ku&lt;br /&gt;aku takut&lt;br /&gt;dosa yang terus membayangiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin tahu&lt;br /&gt;malaikatMu kan menjemputku&lt;br /&gt;izinkan aku &lt;br /&gt;mengucap kata tobat PadaMu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ampuni aku &lt;br /&gt;dari segala dosa2 ku&lt;br /&gt;ampuni aku &lt;br /&gt;menagis minta tobat PadaMu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku manusia &lt;br /&gt;yg takut neraka&lt;br /&gt;namun aku juga&lt;br /&gt;tak pantas di surga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andai Ku tahu&lt;br /&gt;kapan tiba ajalku&lt;br /&gt;izinkan aku &lt;br /&gt;mengucap kata tobat PadaMu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i'm scared of my after-life. i hate karma. i'm paralysed in the hurricane of undefined fear n confusion. pls, Allah. gif me the strength to carry on dis life. return my happiness dat U've 1nce given me. i believe in U. i noe d day will come. sooner or later. n i noe, wen d day arrives, those hu comprehend are those hu remain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-5616460609642225955?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/5616460609642225955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=5616460609642225955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/5616460609642225955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/5616460609642225955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/03/thx-irah-n-shark-for-recommending-me.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-4537855509785652935</id><published>2007-03-03T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T01:08:09.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, my comp's finally okae. gt repaired an hour ago. aniwae, i'm glad n grateful dat man utd wn last nyte's match against liverpool. it wasn't really wat i've expected at the beginning of the match...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man utd playes terrible last nyte. liverpool was fantastic. seriously. dat carragher defended ronaldo pretty well. gosh. n tt gerrard was superb. kept on controlling the ball. n kuyt was like trying his best to shoot all the tyme. pathetic arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...arnd the 22nd min. ronaldo did a stupid mistake. he shud pass the ball to rooney cos rooney had a clear path to score a goal. however, he tried to shoot a ball wic obviously missed the goal post. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n....paul scholes was given a red card. dat was pathetic. how cud dey do dat? n....saha DID fell into the penalty box. dat liverpoolian DID trip him. united shud haf been given tt penalty kick, man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, d man of d match goes to edwin van der sar. saved many balls. haix. best goalkeeper of d year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-4537855509785652935?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/4537855509785652935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i watched last nyte's match. man utd won, AGAIN. HAHAHAHA. u guys shud see my behaviour wen i watched the match. i was like "ALLAHUAKBAR...." wif semangat. n i was'nt able to sit properly. i was so scared n terrified. so, dis is a little warning to liverpool fans..."MAN UTD WILL WIN AGAINST LIVERPOOL ON 3rd MARCH" thx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i luv man utd, der are some players tt i dun really like. an example is Wes Brown. he doesn't play well. n...if u were to ask me to list dwn d names of the top players frm man utd, i wud say it goes to Van Der Sar, Paul Scholes, wayne rooney n Gabriel Heinze. dey rawks arh...seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae, i went to lot 1. i saw gwen stefani's new album....i'm craving for it man! n i saw justin timberlake's album too...gosh...i really want dem. unfortunately, i dun haf any money now. saving for my korean drama. grah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...i really feel like eating at KFC. i miss my hot, spicy n crispy chicke. yum yum! wonder wen i'll be able to gobble dem up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-8312835275426691172?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/8312835275426691172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=8312835275426691172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/8312835275426691172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/8312835275426691172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-watched-last-nytes-match.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-2367570108306636850</id><published>2007-02-23T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T19:07:24.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was bombarded with tonnes of qs today...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st) wud u rather being killed by an animal or by a human being?&lt;br /&gt; Ans: Animal. i dun wan to be a phantom with vengeance. i dun wanna see people suffer because of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd) at wat age do u plan to die?&lt;br /&gt; Ans: As soon as i've fulfill my responsibilities as a Muslim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd) wad do u wanna be wen u grow up?&lt;br /&gt; Ans: not as a psychologist. mebbe physiologist, newscaster or therapist. erm, a witch doctor is not bad too. unfortunately, i'm nt a witch...hahah. (joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th) do u care if people make rumours abt u?&lt;br /&gt; Ans: honestly, i DUN CARE. i dun gif a damn. cos dey dunnoe wat i'm facing or going thru. so, jux shut up n leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th) do u prefer white rose of black rose.&lt;br /&gt; Ans: both. white rose is ME. black rose symbolises a very difficult n impossible glory to be achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, dad went to johor in d morning. came back at 12 for friday prayers. he bought dunkin doughnuts...BANYAK, dok. i ate a lot. i've lose 4kg this month. haha. hey, is aneroxic fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yarr...i borrowed STYLE n TEENVOGUE on wed. i'm finished wif style. now, i wanna read my teenvogue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-2367570108306636850?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/2367570108306636850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=2367570108306636850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/2367570108306636850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/2367570108306636850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-was-bombarded-with-tonnes-of-qs-today.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-558677867623139483</id><published>2007-02-22T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T00:57:06.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm tossing n turning in the hurricane of teenagehood. typical for teens of my age, i guess. but hu cares? as long as i am able to smile at some point of tyme, dat shud be okay, i tink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, during PDP, we did some brain-wrecking thinking and planning on our career choice. gosh...i simply haf no idea wart i wanna b wen i grow up. d teacher told us to form grps of four or five. den, she told each and evry one of us to list 5 adjectives to describe each n evry1 of our grp members. also, she told us to list dwn some career choices for them. as for me, here are my results:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:SIM LENG:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amalina is &lt;br /&gt;`cheerful&lt;br /&gt;`responsible&lt;br /&gt;`helpful&lt;br /&gt;`humorous&lt;br /&gt;`good rapport with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;career choices: singer/actress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:Kwai Ga:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amalina is &lt;br /&gt;`witty&lt;br /&gt;`smart&lt;br /&gt;`creative&lt;br /&gt;`nice&lt;br /&gt;`ability to cope with situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;career choices: teacher, job analyst n sociologist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:Qiu Wen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amalina is&lt;br /&gt;`cheerful&lt;br /&gt;`outgoing&lt;br /&gt;`sociable&lt;br /&gt;`caring&lt;br /&gt;`friendly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;career choice: counsellor, doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now...shud i b a physiologist? or maybe, a newscaster? i dunnoe...or maybe smth else? u decide. cast ur votes in my tagboard. thx =) u will b blessed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-558677867623139483?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/558677867623139483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=558677867623139483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/558677867623139483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/558677867623139483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-tossing-n-turning-in-hurricane-of.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-6392638615700640931</id><published>2007-02-21T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T00:47:20.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhh....alhamdulillah kepada-MU, ya ALLAH!!!!!! WAKAKAKAK!!!!!!! my comp is alive, FINALLY! aftr a week of desperation....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies....on thurs,(lunar new yr's eve's eve's eve)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-it was raining cats and dogs in the afternoon. being some one hu is kind-hearted, i played my part in helping the girls in my class to do some decorations for the class. came back at arnd 3pm. me n xuan ying were drenched even though we had our umbrellas on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, (lunar new yr's eve's eve)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-we sec 3s had a 15-min. lecture frm our DM. (MY MOM'S FREN) haha. i was, as usual, behaving like an A* kiddo. nyahaha. blah..blah..blah. den, wen we got back to the classroom block, evry1 was busy decorating their respective classes. i was helping too. n wart i enjoyed most was dat d guys in my class hit the table n did a "BAND". i dunnoe hw to describe arh...but it was nice. der was a rythm. dey sang chinese new yr's songs tooo....it was really, really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den, in d hall, me n shark were surrounded by a grp of boys-my classmates. dey talked crap to me n shark. it wasn't irritating. it was fun. we actually laughed a lot....the whole morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday, (lunar new yr's eve)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-erm, had ngaji in the eve. den, yarr...dind do anth much...or did i forget my day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, (lunar new yr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-damn, i forgot wart i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday, (2nd day of new yr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yarr...aftr asar, my fam. n i went to city hall...walked all the way along the esplanade. i saw the singapore flyer. it was like 1/4 done. yarr...den we walked all the way to marina square. ate long john's silver...den, we walked frm marina to suntec. den, frm suntec to somerset. it was nyte-tyme....n d shops were CLOSED. i was a lil' bit of disappointed but...hu cares? NIGHT-LIFE, MAN! cool...except for 1 thing---there WAS NO MOON! yarr....den, we walked past(or pass? el doctor pls help me wif my spelling!) SMU. was big...but i noe tt NUS is bigger. haha. yarr...den, we took 190 frm a bus stp at THE SKATES PARK. was damn fun. saw some guys skating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- dun ask. BORING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-6392638615700640931?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/6392638615700640931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=6392638615700640931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/6392638615700640931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/6392638615700640931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/02/ahhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-2890769702590379786</id><published>2007-02-14T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T01:00:09.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>angguk-angguk, geleng-geleng.&lt;br /&gt;tunduk-tunduk, ikut tunjuk.&lt;br /&gt;(nodding my head, shaking my head.&lt;br /&gt;following wad is being told.)&lt;br /&gt;"yer, yer. yer, sayer."&lt;br /&gt;("yes, yes. yes, i noe"&lt;br /&gt;kiri-kanan, ikut sajer.&lt;br /&gt;(looking to my right n left, then follow blindly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dis is wad i've been doing lately. hehe. mcm lembu dicucuk hidung. yep! finally i remembered a peribahasa. gosh...i've been forgotting all my peribahasa. haha. bad, bad. sitting for malay o level paper dis yr...hopefully i'll get an A1 to secure my points. amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i had madrasah last nyte. hehe. fun arh. as usual. me n haishah talk abt current affairs n abt SOLAT HAJAT. i enjoy sitting beside her cos without her by my side, i will be d onli girl hu is listening attentively in class. nyahahas. thx, girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is valentine's day. duh. evry1's wishing me but i jux said "thank you" n smiled. i dun celebrate it arh. i carn type d reason here. if u wanna noe, jux ask me PERSONALLY in skul. i'll tell u d reason why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, i had PE. haha. inclined pull-up. my PE teacher just told d girls to do 3 times while d guys 7. 7!!!!!!! hehe. yarr...well, i did. before i did my pull-up, i dind haf confidence. but, wen i remembered wat mr kong said, "u ex-2C students must get Gold again dis yr." i felt motivated and alhamdulillah, i managed to PASS. haha. i MUST aim for 16 dis yr - in order to get A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aftr PE, i had my bio lesson. haha. well, bio is seriously fun. cos it's BIOLOGY. a lesson dat has alwaes been fun. i dunnoe y but it's jux fun. haha. currently, i'm learning osmosis n diffusion ryte now. finishing, i guess. hopefully, we'll start a new topic next week. i tink the speed tt my bio teacher is going is just nice for me, unlike my chem teacher. he teaches us as fast as a bullet train. we're now finishing chpt 6 of the chem textbk. gosh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nxt, i had my HML lessons - my fave. lesson. tt is d onli tyme where i cn reunite wif my ex-2c comrades. ouh yes, today is hafiz surani's bdae. MR. VALENTINO. haha. happy bdae to u, boy. may all ur wishes come true. n....FINALLY, i haf malay hwk dat will kip me busy for this weekend.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aftr recess, i had chemistry practical. i HATE PRACTICAL bcos i'm afraid of 1 thing - the bunsen burner. i will nt touch it unless a teacher is watching me. i'm jux afraid tt my hand/fingers will get burnt cos i've experienced it before. except dat, it was nt a bunsen burner, but a heating iron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh, n i had 2 periods of maths. i'm afraid of my teacher cos erm, aiyah. basically i'm quite slow lah.. den, u noe, if a teacher teaches a slow person, she/he will get agitated easily, ryte? so, yarr...tt's the main reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, ENGLISH!!!!! our teacher gave each and evry1 of us lollipops. coca-cola flavour. i dun really like coca-cola larr...but hu cares? lollipop depan mater per...i jux whack arh. haha. thx, arh, 'cher! u're d best, arh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! i've done wif today's entry. hehe. ouh yarr...i doodled a half-white n half-black rose on my tablet PC yesterday. nice arh. but i've deleted it arh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaes den. till here. wassalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-2890769702590379786?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/2890769702590379786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=2890769702590379786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/2890769702590379786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/2890769702590379786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/02/angguk-angguk-geleng-geleng.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-5094248435540593115</id><published>2007-02-13T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T00:11:08.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back, once again, aftr 3 daes of life-without-computer. nyahahas. aniwaes, i came back quite lae today cos me and another 19 students were chosen to haf a tablet-PC tryouts for free! nyahaha! we are going to use tablet PC for physics lessons n i'm sure it'll b cool. i was like a jakun-ist dudette. haha. doodling on my journal. so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, wart else? ouh yarrr....i carn wait for friday to come! will be having LNY in skul n it means dat i'll be stuck at hme, doing NOTHING! hahahaha. i'm currently listing down plans for the short break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skul was quite fun, today. i dind talk dirty. *grinsss* =). i'm a very gd girl today, (and other normal days too). basically, dat's abt it. ouh yarr....abt my previous post, "i'm sorry, guys! i dind mean to make u guys feel bad/touched. i was jus leting all my emotions out dat time."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-5094248435540593115?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/5094248435540593115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=5094248435540593115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/5094248435540593115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/5094248435540593115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-back-once-again-aftr-3-daes-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-7292954252677056584</id><published>2007-02-09T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T10:05:08.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah well, let me pour out all my sweet memories wif my 2nd family----1c/2c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen i was in sec 1,&lt;br /&gt;-i hate kranji&lt;br /&gt;-i hate my class&lt;br /&gt;but it lasted for 1 week....&lt;br /&gt;bcos, i realised dat 1 dae, a miracle will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we made fun of our mentor.&lt;br /&gt;we thought he was a weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;we THOUGHT we dind like him.&lt;br /&gt;but we DO.&lt;br /&gt;he was the father of our class.&lt;br /&gt;he was the teacher tt gave us inspirations.&lt;br /&gt;we dind noe....&lt;br /&gt;until we reached sec 2...(look below for sec 2's story)&lt;br /&gt;den, we had our NAFA test.&lt;br /&gt;we cheered one another.&lt;br /&gt;wif care, love and concern.&lt;br /&gt;we made it, of cos!&lt;br /&gt;we had 100% passes n highest no. of golds.&lt;br /&gt;it was an eye-opener for us.&lt;br /&gt;it was the 1st step of building a strong family.&lt;br /&gt;frm den, we had a lot of competitions.&lt;br /&gt;we won almost ALL of dem.&lt;br /&gt;we supported and encouraged one another.&lt;br /&gt;it was sec 1, afterall.&lt;br /&gt;a step to teenagehood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we stepped into sec 2 life,&lt;br /&gt;i was voted to b a chairman.&lt;br /&gt;it's sux, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i failed to lead the class during the camp.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, the class gave me moral support.&lt;br /&gt;dey gave me courage to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;i was den known to be the class "AMA"&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy the moments laughing wif my T2DC2 members.&lt;br /&gt;we were among those hu crapped a lot in class.&lt;br /&gt;ouh yes,&lt;br /&gt;2c'06 is d class tt invaded level 2 toilets.&lt;br /&gt;the girls will admire their beauty in between aftr evry lessons.&lt;br /&gt;the guys will wander arnd the level.&lt;br /&gt;had disciplinary problem.&lt;br /&gt;i had a tough tym telling dem to behave demselves&lt;br /&gt;i thought the were nuts.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i dislike dem&lt;br /&gt;but now, i miss dem.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my brothers&lt;br /&gt;those hu bullied me n made me smile&lt;br /&gt;i missed my sistas.&lt;br /&gt;we talked and crapped.&lt;br /&gt;laughed upon small things,&lt;br /&gt;consoled one another wen we're dwn,&lt;br /&gt;sharing sweets/perfumes/blotters/mirrrors.&lt;br /&gt;we had a tough time wif other classes.&lt;br /&gt;it actually put the class's spirits together.&lt;br /&gt;we were united.&lt;br /&gt;we luv one another.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;is the ryte wrd.&lt;br /&gt;now, all those happiness are permanent memories.&lt;br /&gt;we have to move on&lt;br /&gt;we are scattered all over the sec 3 classes.&lt;br /&gt;styl, as far as i noe,&lt;br /&gt;we styl carry our TRADEMARKS wif us.&lt;br /&gt;going to toilet in between lessons,&lt;br /&gt;laughing n toking crap.&lt;br /&gt;laugh upon small things.&lt;br /&gt;n 1 thing dat made me cry IS&lt;br /&gt;wen i remembered wart one of the PE teachers said&lt;br /&gt;"all ex-2c must get gold dis yr"&lt;br /&gt;it really makes me shred my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO MY DEAREST 1C/2C 'o5/'06 FAMILY,&lt;br /&gt;juz remember dis....&lt;br /&gt;as tym flies,&lt;br /&gt;we will haf to move on.&lt;br /&gt;do not be sad/discouraged,&lt;br /&gt;bcos we haf 1 common thing together&lt;br /&gt;---&gt; the BLOOD dat is flowing in our veins,&lt;br /&gt;dat portrays our brotherhood n sisterhood,&lt;br /&gt;a FAMILY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-7292954252677056584?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/7292954252677056584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=7292954252677056584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/7292954252677056584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/7292954252677056584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/02/ah-well-let-me-pour-out-all-my-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-7616138222198259000</id><published>2007-02-09T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T00:10:25.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here i am, once again. i jux carn get my fingers off the keyboard....argh!!! it's 12.54 am now. i am hungry. i wanna eat at HARTZ CHICKEN BUFFET. unfortunately, it's impossible unless i fly to malaysia ryte now. superman, carry me der now! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today, i had a maths test. i shall not explain further cos it costs me a million pieces of shattered heart to type evry single detail abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess was FUN, as usual. xuan ying bought irah a blue octopus soft toy. so cute! haha. we used it to knock our backs. fun, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've been insane today in skul. i did a "social" thing AGAIN today. i had a bad hair n specs day dis whole week. n i was feeling terrible in the morning. so, me n irah went to the classroom block toilet. unfortunately, it was locked. however, i had a very BRILLIANT idea. since sec 1C is d onli classroom dat is occupied by a grp of students, i went in and told d girls tt i wanna do my "stuff" n dat dey jux carry on wif their stuffs. nyahahaha. "social", aye?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-7616138222198259000?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/7616138222198259000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=7616138222198259000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/7616138222198259000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/7616138222198259000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/02/here-i-am-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-2324549993614853103</id><published>2007-02-08T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T06:48:02.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dind eat during recess time dis yr bcos of :-&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       1) long queue&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       2) time-constraint&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       3) save money&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       4) expect to eate scrumptuous meal at hme&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         (even though hme-food dis days are so plain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things abt me tt most people dunno :-&lt;br /&gt;1) i haf my kain batik wif me wen i haf shower&lt;br /&gt;2) i sleep wif the fan ON, blanket on and a matress covering my lower part of body&lt;br /&gt;3) i DON'T like eggs&lt;br /&gt;4) i HATE people shouting at me&lt;br /&gt;5) i HATE people forcing me to do things wic i dun like&lt;br /&gt;6) i actually used to tink of going to course A instead of course D&lt;br /&gt;7) i am not a genius even though i'm in course D. (new class motto: TRIPLE SCIENCE = BIG DEAL!??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-2324549993614853103?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/2324549993614853103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=2324549993614853103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/2324549993614853103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/2324549993614853103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-dind-eat-during-recess-time-dis-yr.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-7774191842920528527</id><published>2007-02-05T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T06:48:02.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm waiting for the ryte moment. the ryte moment for me to smile SINCERELY, without faking it. i wonder wen it'll be....i noe it'll come---1 day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jux finished crying. so did my twin sista =). emotionally disturbed, wrecked mind. in a whirlpool of chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired. tired of evrything---not LIFE. i luv my life but jux tired of the injustice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i gt an MP4 today, thx dad. eventhough it's not blue n nt iPOD, i'm styl grateful n i dind actually expect tt u wud buy for me tt fast. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've completed my phy hwk, chpt 14, 15a n 15c. left wif 15b n 15d. i nid to call an ambulance to help me wif my hwk. i'm fed up. getting marks below expectations is smth wic i feel insecure wif. it's nt tt i'm not being grateful. i'm grateful. thx, Allah. i noe tt evrything ader hikmahnyer. however, the main problem here is, being pressurised while u're hurdling wif ur skul wrk, teenage angst and the 1st step of independence is really unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be 15 soon. REAL soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nid an insentive tutorials of the TRUE MEANING OF LIFE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-7774191842920528527?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/7774191842920528527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=7774191842920528527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/7774191842920528527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/7774191842920528527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-waiting-for-ryte-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-781069112079536046</id><published>2007-02-02T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T19:54:14.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm blogging. get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY:&lt;br /&gt;my heart froze into a stone. it stopped pumping blood. my maths teacher said tt a girl in my class did badly for maths common test. i culdn't fake my smile. i dind tok much for the rest of the day. i was too frightened to tink/do anth else. wen i reached hme, i cried all my hearts out. i prayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY:&lt;br /&gt;i received my maths paper wif my clammy hands. typical. i looked at my marks. i buried my face in my palms, thanking Allah. i PASSED my maths test. i'm glad n grateful. i was like a jerk. i shud actually be sad abt my marks but i dind cos i PASSED. even though it's low...but hu cares? Allah has answered my prayers. AT LEAST, a PASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY:&lt;br /&gt;it's a "hari raya" for all muslims. i began my day wif wishing my sis. den, i wished my mom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: slamat hari rayer, umi&lt;br /&gt;mom: (silent)&lt;br /&gt;me: ust. kater, evry fridae is hari rayer...&lt;br /&gt;mom: (silent for 5 secs), oh. slmat hari rayer to u 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. den, off i went for skul. 1st period was err...bio. yarr...had bio test. dun ask me hw i find the paper cos i really dunnoe hw to desribe it. aftr 2 periods of bio, i had maths. we learnt abt logarithms(i've forgotten the spelling). we had hist, geo, maths, bio, chem, phy and (as wat kenji said,) a lil' of magic during maths lesson. my teacher combined all those subjects into 2 periods while teaching maths. she's such a braniac. had 2 points for o level results. really darn smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aftr wic, it was recess. as usual, i played my "lesbian" game. haha. i luv playing d game cos i cn see my gurlfren's reactions. so cute n funny. but hey, i ain't a lesbian, aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had chem for 1 period aftr recess. the teacher told us abt our chem common test. he said he marked our papers too strictly tt the rest of the teachers told him to "re-mark" our papers. ahahhahahaha. aftr chem, i had 1 period of social studies. UNFORTUNATELY, the teacher was on MC. pathetic arh. now, i really duno wat to study n wat to expect for the common test this tues. haix. nvmlarh. as usual, AMALINA TETAP BERSABAR. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i went hme wif my frens at 12.30pm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at arnd 5.50, i left for skul. had a performance at esplanade. haha. my heels made a lot of noise. "clank clank". ---&gt;as noisy as my mouth. yana was agitated by my heels. sori, arh gurl. n...wen i reached skul, i bumped into yee gin n jie ting. they were shocked to see me in tudung. nyahahaha. den, gt into the skul, it was onli me n yana. den came amirul n followed by hafiz, den irah......blah blah blah. den, wen i gt into d bus, two sec 2 malay girls came to me and dey wanna take a pict of me ALONE. gosh....i feel like a celeb for once. hehe. jkjk. i feel oddlarh at tt tym but bersyukur at the same tym. at least der are people hu appreciate me. n wen 1 of them gt to noe i had the same hp as her, she was elated n over-joyed. wen i saw her reactions, my face went blank n i was loss for wrds. she's really cute n adorable.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yarr....then the show started. the performer was a multi-talented dudette. she spoke F language fluently. nyahahahas. i really had a lot of fun. ouh yarr....the whole performance is quite "humanities-like". meaning, the humans people will be able to understnd n "menghayati" d whole performance fully. i'm nt one of dem. sad....=(. n now i noe tt der's a quota for being a doctor. evry year, onli 1 malay female grad SUCCESSFULLY becomes a doctor. gosh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryte....n on the way hme, we sec 3s occupied the back seats! yeah....we crapped like never crap b4. n amirul kept on doing tt "pecahkan-telur" gesture. nyahahaha. aper, seay! but cute arh. ader "trademark tersendiri". n we toked abt future plannning n current affairs. i really miss my 2c-comrades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed half an hour of supernatural. so, i decided nt to carry on the other half cos i hate watching shows sekerat jln---a trait passed to me frm aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n....i actually accidentally threw my last pair of contact lens away. ARRGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept at 2.30 am on friday "nyt"/saturday "morn". woke up at 6.30 for subuh prayers, n went to bed. hehe. woke up at 9 am n got ready. at 10, i did my hwk. yarr.....then at 3.20, i left for the mosque. had my quran recitals. i get the tajwid ryte but nt the harkaats...=(. den, went to lot 1. ate at food culture. saw my phy teacher. n tt was wen my temper rose. i wanted to go to POPULAR to get some stuffs. i oso wanted to buy a LITTLE MERMAID cushion n a long, humungous(i tink dat's the spelling) rose frm GIFT A NAME. but......dad dind allow me n he was furious wif me, bragging tt he's spent a lot of money for me. blah blah blah. endure, endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen i gt hme, i messed me hair n applied eye-liner. i looked like a minah but I AM NOT A MINAH, (take note of dat, fizster.) i was jux not in the ryte mood n was in d mood of turning my hair into a mop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically dat's dat. i dunnoe wat else to type and too lazy to type. so, chao! n gd luck to u guys out der hu are sitting for CT this tues. Allah bless u guys! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-781069112079536046?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/781069112079536046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=781069112079536046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/781069112079536046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/781069112079536046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-117014718718700733</id><published>2007-01-30T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T07:08:22.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=) helu! hehex. i've jux finished my maths hwk. weee!!! alhamdulillah. finally, u noe! i'm so glad. today is a happy day for me. y? bcos:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i had a wonderful trip home =). i wun say y. hehex. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) irah is smiling! yay! i'm so glad. alhamdulillah. u luk great wen u smile, girl. cheer upz, aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) i carn sae arh. privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh yarr....i bought cleo for feb issue. so, if u wanna borrow, jux ask frm me, aye? and....wart else? ouh yarr...my dad forced me to chnge my email add. &lt;a href="mailto:queenhermione3@hotmail.com"&gt;queenhermione3@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;. i insistlarr. i've been using dis email add since i was in p6. n queen hermione 3 is basically a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i wrote two paragraphs here. but i haf to delete it. mom caught me n it's smth bad - to her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n....i really carn tahan. haha. in skul, i'm smiling wen i'm in class n wif BELO-s. so fun. i jux carn stp smiling bcos it's so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yarr....i noe i'm kinda outdated. but, it's not too late to haf a n ipod, nw, ryte? i asked my dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "ayah, cn i haf a blue ipod?"&lt;br /&gt;dad: "kau ader duit?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "alah, pki bank account alin, ah."&lt;br /&gt;dad: "tgk arh nnti, cmne."&lt;br /&gt;me: "ah, k. alin nk blue ipod, tau."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh...i carn wait. i'm gonna haf a collection of blue items! =)&lt;br /&gt;----&gt;'Cause&lt;br /&gt;I Need time&lt;br /&gt;My heart is numb, has no feeling&lt;br /&gt;So while I'm still healing&lt;br /&gt;Just try and have a little patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same girl who laughs and talks a lot and seems very happy is also the girl who may cry herself to sleep...(unknown)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-117014718718700733?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/117014718718700733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=117014718718700733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/117014718718700733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/117014718718700733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/01/helu-hehex.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-116996272795382909</id><published>2007-01-27T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T21:38:47.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heluu!! well, yesterdae, i did went for ngaji at 3.30 to 5. n, i headed for lot 1. haha. dind get much stuffs as planned cos dad was rushing us home. noty2. =) haha. den, at 8, we left for syarahan. was abt MENGAPA AKU MISKIN? saw my phy teacher. but he dind spot me =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olryts....actually, i haf a problem. i actually like to comment a lot. n on fri...while i was toking to my fren on the fon, i actually spent my tym commenting abt SUPERNATURAL to my pal. i commented more den i talk to my fren. haha. sorry, yarr, pal? i jux carn resist. n i really talk a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i carn wait for skul! yay! n we will b having POWER UP MONDAY. dancing...n i bet the guys wun b dancing. haha. so, better get ur gears up, boys! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-116996272795382909?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/116996272795382909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=116996272795382909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/116996272795382909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/116996272795382909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/01/heluu-well-yesterdae-i-did-went-for.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-116979909964603939</id><published>2007-01-25T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T00:11:39.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helu!!! haha. i'm actually wacky today....gosh i carn believe tt i'm beginning to b crappy again! but tt doesn't mean i'm smiling sincerely. i hope u guys noe. u shud noe by now if u're really sum1 close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm eating tom yum noodle. it's YUM YUM. it's spicy. i styl havent had my lollipop today. i duno where to get d best flavours....sorry for being slow here....but i dun actually get to explore places in singapore tt much due to the cell tt actually trapped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDURANCE...hahahahahahhaa. i'm laughing-insanely. well, let's start wif today's topic:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INJUSTICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat's basically the definition of INJUSTICE? to me, it's a typical way of treatment to people like me. hahaha. =) but the gd thing abt being treated like this is dat, u get pahala frm Allah. =) yep. so, i shall jux smile n pretend like nth actually happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie. dat's done abt it. in skul, we had bio. experiments. quite boring, quite fun. boring-same old stuff; viewing of specimens via microscopes. i'm getting bored wif them, actually. n RBC is actually disgusting. i dislike the sight of blood. but, wen it comes to a slit of ur flesh, it depends arh. it luks cool but BERDOSA. HARAM. tk dpt cahaya daripada Allah. fun-i was being semi-selenge, semi-cool n semi-hardwrking during the experiments. haha. i crapped wif frens. wif my SOTONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths was okay. currently learning SURDS. FINALLY, i've completed qs 4 of exercise 2.1 of my A maths textbk in skul. now, i'm left wif qs 5 n 6. slow, eh? biaser arh....semi-squid perr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess was fun. i wanna eat lollipop but i dun haf 1. i met wan lin. i missed her. -so much. n i actually went on like ..."hey, we're les." BUT, truth is, we are NOT. thx, for ur understanding. i promise, i wun b a les.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den, i had chem for 1 period. kae arh....tok crap wif frens. n i actually undrstood 85% of wat the teacher said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den, i had social studies. the fun thing abt social studies is dat u cn noe more abt s'pore n d patriotism feeling actually begin to rise in ur soul. =) cehbah. ouh yarr...we discussed abt "ANTICIPATING CHANGE, ...... RELEVANCE" -we talked abt IR n NEWater. best arh. n wen we toked abt IR, the boys and me, actually talked abt sumth tt brightened up the class spirit. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh yarr...vinay....man utd rox, okaes? not chelsea. i repeat, NOT chelsea. thx. n....my HML lessons are equivalent to hist. but i enjoy HML lesons more bcos i actually cn meet my comrades. -the wacky belo-sss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr, aku ader ngaji. lpstu, gi lot 1. nk beli barang. lpstu, solat maghrib pat rmh, den gi masjid lagi. SYARAHAN. imagine...me, mom n sis gi syarahan. dad n bro are going to watch soccer. WHICH IS UNFAIR. da lamer seay i dind watch a soccer match at the stadium. stkt ESPN n STAR SPORTS jer arh. sad....but...ISLAM punya pasal, akanku laksanakan tanggungjwbku sebagai seorang muslim, which is to go to the syarahan. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae arh. mom wanna use comp and i wanna watch my lovely sam-soon. yes, sotong, i haven't finished watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-116979909964603939?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/116979909964603939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=116979909964603939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;I would hold you in my armsI would take the pain away&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all you've done&lt;br /&gt;Forgive all your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;To hear your voice again&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I want to call you but I know you won't be there&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself by hurting you&lt;br /&gt;Some days I feel broke inside but I won't admit&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just want to hide 'cause it's you I miss&lt;br /&gt;You know it's so hard to say goodbye when it comes to this&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me I was wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Would you help me understand?&lt;br /&gt;Are you looking down upon me?&lt;br /&gt;Are you proud of who I am?&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I wouldn't to do&lt;br /&gt;To have just one more chance&lt;br /&gt;To look into your eyes and see you looking back&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself&lt;br /&gt;If I had just one more day, I would tell you how much that&lt;br /&gt;I've missed you since you've been away&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's dangerous&lt;br /&gt;It's so out of line to try to turn back time&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself&lt;br /&gt;By hurting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i dunno if evrything will turn as it used to be. i hope tt Allah will return tt smile to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-116971580854814020?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/116971580854814020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=116971580854814020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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caught me writing sumting n she wanted me to delete dem.----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i luv skul n i duno hw many tyms i've said tt. at least i manage to crap n laugh. -sincerely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hwks are at a moderate amt. i'm glad n thankful to Allah for providing me wif a moderate amt. of hwks. at least i am not like a robot. at least i cn switch on the comp n get into my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in skul, PE was crappy. MEREPEK. but FUN. haha. it was so cold but we endured the outdoors. n i feel awkward bcos i'm being watched. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den, d rest of the periods were okay. esp., CE. haha. we watched this video clip. i duno frm wat movie arh. i've forgotten. den, d guys were like singing the song "DO RE ME" i wanted to sing arh. but....i'm being watched. den, my mentor told us to send some representatives to join the annual KRANJI IDOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went hme wif mozzie sotong n sim leng. we walked as usual. blah3. life...is so dull n MENDATAR once i stepped out of skul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically dat's dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-116971532792550078?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-116963111343369390</id><published>2007-01-24T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T01:31:53.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;LACRYMOSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out on your own,&lt;br /&gt;Cold and alone again.&lt;br /&gt;Can this be what you really wanted, baby?&lt;br /&gt;Blame it on me,&lt;br /&gt;Set your guilt free.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can hold you back now.&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're gone,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like myself again.&lt;br /&gt;Grieving the things&lt;br /&gt;I can't repair and willing...&lt;br /&gt;To let you blame it on me,&lt;br /&gt;And set your guilt free.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hold you back now love.&lt;br /&gt;I can't change who I am.&lt;br /&gt;Not this time,&lt;br /&gt;I won't lie to keep you near me.&lt;br /&gt;And in this short life,&lt;br /&gt;there's no time to waste on giving up.&lt;br /&gt;My love wasn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;And you can blame it on me,&lt;br /&gt;Just set your guilt free, honey.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hold you back now love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i kinda find d lyrics cool n nice=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-116963111343369390?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/116963111343369390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=116963111343369390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/116963111343369390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/116963111343369390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/01/lacrymosa-out-on-your-own-cold-and.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-116962969340619117</id><published>2007-01-24T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T01:08:13.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>skul's fun. really. i really wanna eat lollipop. perhaps, dis fridae, i shall get 1 for myself. but it's hard to find the best flavour n taste now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah, i am able to actually undrstnd better in class compared to the 1st week of skul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went visiting yest. met 2 of my madr frens. =) den, yarr....yest. was freaky odd. the whole day. the weather was odd. at madr, the imam led the congregation at a very slow pace. den, all the way, frm madr till my doorstp, i duno y but i feel really odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink my stamina da corot seay. fed up. tapi aku nga sabar arh. haha. u noe....i used to be AMONG the top in my sec 1 n 2 class. (girls). but now...i'm slackening. haix...endure, endure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-116962969340619117?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/116962969340619117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=116962969340619117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/116962969340619117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/116962969340619117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/01/skuls-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-116946404050447851</id><published>2007-01-22T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T03:07:20.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is the 22nd of january 2007. a day dat i'll never forget. 1stly, my maths test. i shall not elaborate more cos it's really hurtful. 2ndly, my el CT. well, alhamdulillah, i managed to achieve my target. =) it's okay for me for 1st attempts. today, i had my pay-back fast. arghh....i'm drooling for 100+ but unfortunately dad came home wif a sub. - H20. cnlarh. it's equivakent to my 100+. alhamdulillah. ouh yarr...today, is a very tragic day n i shall not elaborate more to cover one's privacy. i shall jux pray for the best. amin. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i luv skul. seriously. skul is fun afterall. a place where u cn crap n learn. at the same tym mengawal nafsu utk makan lollipop. (i duno how to translate it in EL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i'm really craving for cherry/lemon/peach/kiwi lollipops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and....on saturday, aunt bought for me a set of BODY SHOP perfumes. a total of 12 small bottles. she oso bought for me my glower n lip gloss. both are BODY SHOP brand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh yar....wadeva u gonna sae, man utd is styl d best. i dun care wat u gonna sae, but it is styl the best. =) getting 1-2 , being defeated by arsenal is nth. okie? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i'm loving the song HURT by CA. i luv that song so much n it's really meaningful to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i luv my specs. bcos it's green. LIME GREEN. it's a cool colour for dis era. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n wearing tudung is GD! i dun care if u hate it or dislike it, but i'm styl gonna wear it cos i'm a muslim girl n a muslim girl does wat a muslim girl has to do. n i luv being a muslim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-116946404050447851?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/116946404050447851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=116946404050447851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/116946404050447851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/116946404050447851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-is-22nd-of-january-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-116925233025634641</id><published>2007-01-19T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T19:56:01.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ryte...last nyt's supernatural was scary. esp. d part where mary's soul went out of d mirror. it's very eerie. nyahahahasss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, i've been having dis kind of stupid feeling. mixed emotions. i'm worrying over my maths dat i actually dreamt abt it! numbers really scare me off. apart frm dat, i dun feel like going to skul. i duno y. but wen i'm in skul, i dun wanna go hme. ARGH......craplarh. i guess it's jux a form of sypmtom tt 1 will get after recovering frm fever. i hope i'll get over it soon. aniwae, i'm really luking forward to watching d show at esplanade wif my comrades on 2nd feb! weee......i carn wait! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-116925233025634641?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/116925233025634641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=116925233025634641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/116925233025634641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/116925233025634641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/01/ryte.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38639689.post-116921279661900179</id><published>2007-01-19T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T19:54:23.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've decided to start posting. well, d reason is basically bcos i really carn resist being a blogger. haha. i shall not b too fanatic in my new blog. -deal-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, let's start wif posting. today, i had a lot of fun. my maths teacher dind turn up but she left us wif hwk. MATHEMATICAL FORMULAS are really making me go bonkers. n i hate simultaneous eqn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem was okay. my chem teacher thought i was the chairman. craplah...i've been calling it quits since end of last yr. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE was FUN! we had tug-of-war. the girls WON! boys shud actually build up more body muscles, okay? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den, i had social studies. i crapped a lot of stuffs wif my BSMSM twin. haha. we talked a lot abt the wrd BLUE. seriously, my life is full of blue n i'm loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;:Ama's blue wrld:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1) 5 BLUE pens/pencils&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2) BLUE bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3) BLUE band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4) BLUE Hp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5) BLUE teddy &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;6) BLUE bed-sheet cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;7) BLUE water bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38639689-116921279661900179?l=curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/feeds/116921279661900179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38639689&amp;postID=116921279661900179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/116921279661900179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38639689/posts/default/116921279661900179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofdrose-7.blogspot.com/2007/01/ive-decided-to-start-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>@ngelic @m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03896796588165603627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
