<?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-8952044971570757490</id><updated>2012-02-07T00:13:27.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Blog ;)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-6335242176772425130</id><published>2012-02-06T21:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T22:08:52.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>number 24</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dfilrm2Wr1Y/Ty_elHWWEgI/AAAAAAAAAGA/vUD32pvYkos/s1600/21251462218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dfilrm2Wr1Y/Ty_elHWWEgI/AAAAAAAAAGA/vUD32pvYkos/s400/21251462218.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys ! Yeah, I'm still alive XD Sorry for&amp;nbsp;disappearing&amp;nbsp;for a long time. I've been well EXTREMELY busy. I did warned you that I don't update that often. So, a lot has happened but I'm just gonna talk what I did today. I went to WWM with my lovely, awesome buddies Sofea, Farwie and Izz :) Well, actually we planned this hang out as a farewell party for Farwie since she's going to this&amp;nbsp;technical school at Cheras :( So, we went to bowl after Farwie finally came. Late as usual XD Oh, Najwa and Atiqa joined us too. We played bowl like we were the only one there. LOL ! Yeah, we were kinda loud but bowling alley wasn't that quiet either. After that, we went to damage our throats yes, we went karaoke-ing for 2 freaking hours XD It was LOADS of fun. I rarely go karaoke-ing but I like karaoke with them especially when Izz is there. LOL ! She just makes anything&amp;nbsp;incredibly&amp;nbsp;hilarious XD So, after that we went to eat cos we were&amp;nbsp;ravenous. After a while, Izz went back and the others went to the arcade. Then Farwie went home then me.&lt;br /&gt;I had loads of fun just now. Thanks, you guys are the best :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-6335242176772425130?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/6335242176772425130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/6335242176772425130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/02/number-24.html' title='number 24'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dfilrm2Wr1Y/Ty_elHWWEgI/AAAAAAAAAGA/vUD32pvYkos/s72-c/21251462218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-8140494475351307376</id><published>2012-01-28T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T13:21:00.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-24IvL0BdzN8/TyQtXaFwCpI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8p7XgjOJwE4/s1600/969912762f3dc2ddeaf3585d7486a7b4_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-24IvL0BdzN8/TyQtXaFwCpI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8p7XgjOJwE4/s400/969912762f3dc2ddeaf3585d7486a7b4_large.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys ! Uhh, sorry for not updating yesterday, I was busy. Well, actually I was exhausted because I was busy like extremely busy, sigh =.= Also, remember I told you about not&amp;nbsp;procrastinating&amp;nbsp;? Well, it's not working out so well. I really tried not to&amp;nbsp;procrastinate, really I did but somehow there were so much distraction. House chores, tuition, training, piano class, guitar class, language class, my family keeps ordering me around to do stuff and internet. Yes, I'm blaming you too. internet =.= So, other than worrying about my unfinished homework, how was my day ? Well, it was peaceful. Nobody came, I don't have to entertain guests and just relax. After Maghrib, we went to Jusco AGAIN ! We really don't have anywhere to go except Jusco. I mean I don't really get bored of it unlike WWM. It's fun once in a while well, I usually go there for the cinema, bowling alley and karaoke if I'm in the mood to make my friend's ears bleed XD Moving on at Jusco, I bought more T-shirts O.o I don't know why I bought more clothes. I'm seriously not a shopaholic well, I am towards stationaries and books then yeah, I'm addicted to them XD Speaking about stationary, I bought new coloured pens. Yes, I'm trying to make my little pencil box even more fatter than it already has XD After that, we had Tenpayaki and went back home. Just another family quality time at Jusco :) So, guess that's it for now. Excuse me, I'm now going to beat myself up for not finishing my homework yet =.= BYE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MNCDprgbZ20/TyQt1UnWX8I/AAAAAAAAAF4/d-Kl0BdoiTk/s1600/elys3_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MNCDprgbZ20/TyQt1UnWX8I/AAAAAAAAAF4/d-Kl0BdoiTk/s320/elys3_large.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Onemoredaytillschoolstarts!D:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-8140494475351307376?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/8140494475351307376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/8140494475351307376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-23.html' title='Number 23'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-24IvL0BdzN8/TyQtXaFwCpI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8p7XgjOJwE4/s72-c/969912762f3dc2ddeaf3585d7486a7b4_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-3465566830375184012</id><published>2012-01-26T22:32:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T00:24:16.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mB0kwkq-wDI/TyF9hw419DI/AAAAAAAAAFg/iVEOSkoezkY/s1600/tumblr_libiyoJmOU1qfrf9mo1_500_large+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mB0kwkq-wDI/TyF9hw419DI/AAAAAAAAAFg/iVEOSkoezkY/s400/tumblr_libiyoJmOU1qfrf9mo1_500_large+%25281%2529.jpg" width="257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Hey guys ! I had a tiring day today, fuhh. Yeah, all I did the whole f*cking day was freaking entertaining guests =.= Sigh, I've mentioned this a &lt;b&gt;WHOLE LOT&lt;/b&gt; of times but Imma say it again. I hate I repeat &lt;b&gt;HATE&lt;/b&gt; when guests come to our house. I may sound selfish and yes, I am a bit an anti-socialite. I think I might have&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;ASPD&lt;/b&gt; yes, &lt;b&gt;ASPD &lt;/b&gt;as in Antisocial&amp;nbsp;personality&amp;nbsp;disorder O.o Moving on, you know that feeling when stranger invade your home or personal space, that feeling where you feel like you can't even relax in your own house, that feeling where there's so many unknown people in your house that you feel claustrophobic. Yeah, I hate that feeling. I mean seriously ? Feeling&amp;nbsp;claustrophobic&amp;nbsp;in your own house ? That ain't right, dude. House is a place where you come back from work and relax on your couch, a place where you can wear anything, eat anything, do anything without people judging you, a place where you don't have to wear make up or fancy clothes to impress people, a place where you can relax and forget everything for a while. I love my home, I know it feels like a prison some times but when I'm stressed out with everything, I'd turn to home. Not hotels, motels, or any other places. There's no place like home :) Also, I'm don't mind if people come to my house &lt;b&gt;ONCE IN A WHILE&lt;/b&gt; but for the past few days I mean 5 days in a row, people kept coming in and out of my house. Sorry, I'm a bit upset and not in the best of moods right now. I apologise if any of this sounds offensive. I'm just letting my feelings out since I usually can't cos nobody listens to me. So, you're the only place where I can't let out this feelings. I love you, bloggie &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ITygDZVzR8I/TyF2AnIiIaI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LddwjO6Z_5k/s1600/To%252BDo%252Bvia%252Bweheartit_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ITygDZVzR8I/TyF2AnIiIaI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LddwjO6Z_5k/s400/To%252BDo%252Bvia%252Bweheartit_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Anyways, remember I told you I started doing my homework in my last post ? Yeah, currently, it's not making any progress. I felt like I did finished a whole lot but apparently, I was delusional. I really need to seriously finished my homework before school break finishes. I can't afford to&amp;nbsp;procrastinate. Heck, I'm so busy these days that I don't even have time to&amp;nbsp;procrastinate&amp;nbsp;anymore. I feel like a working mother. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; DX Other than entertaining guests the whole fucking day, my beloved cousin came for a sleepover and she's the only thing that cheered me up today. We had loads of fun. All hell breaks loose went she comes over, LOL XD So, I guess that's it. I'm exhausted from all the depression and&amp;nbsp;excitement&amp;nbsp;I had today. Also, feeling depress is so not my thing. Not to mention, that I have training tomorrow so, gotta save up my energy for the intense training that I will receive tomorrow DX BYE !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Countdown:3daystillschoolstartsXD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-3465566830375184012?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/3465566830375184012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/3465566830375184012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-22.html' title='Number 22'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mB0kwkq-wDI/TyF9hw419DI/AAAAAAAAAFg/iVEOSkoezkY/s72-c/tumblr_libiyoJmOU1qfrf9mo1_500_large+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-1844054527909277606</id><published>2012-01-25T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T20:48:53.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LdRGjQnrK6I/Tx_57Dix43I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sIjFzJVywcc/s1600/x_430197c7_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LdRGjQnrK6I/Tx_57Dix43I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sIjFzJVywcc/s400/x_430197c7_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Hey guys ! So I had a normal day today. Nothing much happened. I woke up kinda early and took care of my sick lil sis. After that, I had my breakfast and had this morning quarrel with my dad which we always do every morning before he goes to work XD After that, I bath and just did my&amp;nbsp;everyday&amp;nbsp;routine. House chores, practiced my piano and guitar. Accompanied my siblings watching Megamind AGAIN. Seriously, those guys. I know that Megamind is a really super interesting movie but don't you guys get sick of it. We practically watch it every single day. So, after that, I watched The Last Song. It's kinda cool tho but heck the plot was kinda predictable but I cried when she found out that her dad has cancer and the ending wasn't so bad at all. Heh, a reasonable movie. Anyways, I decided to start on my tons wait no MOUNTAINS of homework that are&amp;nbsp;untouched&amp;nbsp;for nearly 4 days. LOL XD I can't afford to&amp;nbsp;procrastinate&amp;nbsp;and waste my precious time rushing to finished my last&amp;nbsp;minute&amp;nbsp;homework even though I clearly have a week to finish it X) Also, I even have an oral to present when school starts. I don't really have to search for a topic to talk about cos I have it already. I used my English oral when I was in Form 2 which I got high marks for. So, all I have to do now is remember and memorize. I don't really have a problem with talking&amp;nbsp;nonsense,&amp;nbsp;ridiculous&amp;nbsp;things in front of people well, I'd be lying if I said I&amp;nbsp;wasn't&amp;nbsp;nervous but it's the sake of&amp;nbsp;receiving&amp;nbsp;merits which kinda helps when I go to college. Gotta sacrifice a little bit sometimes when it's important right ? My day is filled with other things I can't just sit all day doing homework so, I gotta finish it by tomorrow if I can. Oh wait, somebody is coming tomorrow, sigh =.= I hate entertaining guests. Oh and have you notice some changes about my blog ? Yeah, I got bored with the old skin so I decided to change it into a new one. I'm not really good at it and it's not really eye catching but as long as you guys can read my posts then that's the only thing that matters :) I'm gonna continue with my homework. Gotta finish it fast. No&amp;nbsp;procrastinating. YEAH ! XD BYE !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Countdown:4daystillschoolstartsX)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-1844054527909277606?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/1844054527909277606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/1844054527909277606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-21.html' title='Number 21'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LdRGjQnrK6I/Tx_57Dix43I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sIjFzJVywcc/s72-c/x_430197c7_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-935930174096049732</id><published>2012-01-24T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T20:26:06.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 20.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kS7ZtltZOd4/Tx7lHCrwtEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/2ar2JXd5hMA/s1600/02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kS7ZtltZOd4/Tx7lHCrwtEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/2ar2JXd5hMA/s320/02.jpg" width="307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Another thing, I know this may be a little too late but what the heck ? XD &lt;b&gt;GONG XI FA CAI TO ALL CHINESE IN THE WORLD !&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I HOPE THIS YEARS BRINGS YOU A LOT OF PROSPERITY AND HAPPINESS IN YOUR LIFE :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Chunjie:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-935930174096049732?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/935930174096049732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/935930174096049732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-202.html' title='Number 20.2'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kS7ZtltZOd4/Tx7lHCrwtEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/2ar2JXd5hMA/s72-c/02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-8306837445388092950</id><published>2012-01-24T23:48:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T01:03:58.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2yw0_u7X7wo/Tx7iUUy8FnI/AAAAAAAAAEo/gs6GjRBnh0g/s1600/water_dragon_by_lumaris-d3c23ti.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2yw0_u7X7wo/Tx7iUUy8FnI/AAAAAAAAAEo/gs6GjRBnh0g/s400/water_dragon_by_lumaris-d3c23ti.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Hello there fellow earthlings X) Firstly, thank god nobody came to our house today but we did got a surprise from this one little fellow :) Yes, a monitor lizard invaded our house. Okay, maybe not invaded more like a broke in. We were shocked but not shocked at the same time cos you know this isn't the first time where some reptile broke in into our house. A lot of animals broke in in our old house well, that's cause there was a forest behind our old house. I kinda felt bad for the lizard. It kinda panicked and was afraid. I mean it's not the lizard's fault. We humans are the one who destroy, tear down it's habitat. The poor thing is just lost. So, how did we solve the problem ? Well, we called the security guard but they responded so slowly and some of them were even afraid to catch it. Since our security guards were being cowards and not making our day better, my very impatient granddad asked me to take a net and my dad took the lizard by it's head and body and put it in the net. After we capture it, the security guard finally came and said it wanted to kill it. My parents disagree since it didn't harm anyone and it's just searching for food and shelter so, my parents made the decision to send it to the zoo and they gladly took it from us. I hope the lizard's doing fine at the zoo. After that, my dad said that the lizard was our water dragon. You know since this year is the year of the dragon and more specifically water dragon as it says in the chinese zodiac. So, after all the&amp;nbsp;hassle, I wanted to buy some clothes which is really rare and we went to Jusco. I bought tons of t-shirts and I don't know why I felt like buying clothes. I'm not a shopaholic type. Well, when it comes to stationary and book then yeah. &amp;nbsp;So, after that me and my siblings played at the arcade for a while, while my parents went shopping for important things. Oh, me and my lil bro was buying McD and there was this lion dance performance going on and the sound of the&amp;nbsp;cymbals was extremely loud. The lion was walking around and dancing all over the place. Unfortunate to us, while we were ordering the performance exactly was behind us so, we had to practically shout to order since the cashier can't hear us over the sound of the cymbals which was really&amp;nbsp;ridiculously&amp;nbsp;hilarious since we're the only one shouting and were to dumb to not wait for the performance passed XD After we got our McD, we thought everything was finally calm then the lion suddenly came right behind us and shocked the hell out of us, LOL XD Since our parents still haven't finished shopping and we were bored to death, we dance along with the lion. We looked&amp;nbsp;ridiculous&amp;nbsp;XD Thank god, nobody knew me, well, I think O.o Anyways, after all the shopping was settle, we went back home with happy faces :) Well, what a long day I had so, now Imma hit the sack. Also, my ear is still ringing from the extremely loud sound of the cymbals XD BYE !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Ourlovelywaterdragon:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-8306837445388092950?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/8306837445388092950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/8306837445388092950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-20.html' title='Number 20'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2yw0_u7X7wo/Tx7iUUy8FnI/AAAAAAAAAEo/gs6GjRBnh0g/s72-c/water_dragon_by_lumaris-d3c23ti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-4348136195331569609</id><published>2012-01-23T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T23:50:01.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 19.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--CnJziR05p0/Tx185ApKJHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0nsANyW_N5o/s1600/aniver_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--CnJziR05p0/Tx185ApKJHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0nsANyW_N5o/s640/aniver_large.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Oh, I forgot to say something.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I'm wishing a &lt;b&gt;BIG HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/b&gt; TO MY TWO DARLINGS &amp;nbsp;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;INA : MY 5 YEAR OLD COUSIN ( 21 January ) AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;UNA : MY WIFE FOR 4 YEARS LOL XD ( 23 January )&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I HOPE YOU GUYS HAD AN EXPLOSION OF A DAY AND MAY ALLAH BLESS YOU :) I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH !&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-4348136195331569609?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/4348136195331569609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/4348136195331569609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-192.html' title='Number 19.2'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--CnJziR05p0/Tx185ApKJHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0nsANyW_N5o/s72-c/aniver_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-4927297200694993807</id><published>2012-01-23T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T23:19:54.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9xv5JKqxCEc/Tx16hTmvhbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/SHQOdShLY3o/s1600/12840888442927_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9xv5JKqxCEc/Tx16hTmvhbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/SHQOdShLY3o/s400/12840888442927_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Hey guiseeee ! What a day I had. Well, not really. I woke up late since there's no school. YAAAAAY ! Well, actually everybody is not working since it's a public holiday. Well, everybody except for my dad. He went to work without knowing that it was a holiday today XD But he did wanted to finished up his work and he knows he can't finished it at home since there's too many distractions which it's me and my siblings XD Anyways, I though it's going to be a peaceful day cause people had been coming to our house for the past few days but then SURPRISEEE =.= Some people came to see my aunty and baby without even us knowing. SURPRISE MY ASSS ! This is our house not my aunt's house where you can just come in and surprise. Even my aunt and uncle didn't knew. I'm kinda pissed cos I was clearly undressed, in my pajamas, my hair all messy and haven't even bath yet X) So, after all the visitor went home. My mom, lil sis and I went to the mall just to hang out. There's nothing to do actually. After that, we came back and everyone was like all tired. I guess the past few days entertaining guests were tiring XD I guess that's it. BYE !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Ihateitwhenpeoplecomingtomyhouse=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-4927297200694993807?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/4927297200694993807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/4927297200694993807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-19.html' title='Number 19'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9xv5JKqxCEc/Tx16hTmvhbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/SHQOdShLY3o/s72-c/12840888442927_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-5052767156431054937</id><published>2012-01-22T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T02:29:43.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vYEhoxVaIN0/Tx6ygWHAD1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/Pz1lNKIFxic/s1600/tumblr_l870l1wEhb1qbva80o1_400_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vYEhoxVaIN0/Tx6ygWHAD1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/Pz1lNKIFxic/s320/tumblr_l870l1wEhb1qbva80o1_400_large.jpg" width="291" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; Hey guys ! Today is Sunday. YAY ! What a peaceful Sunday it was :) I barely did anything today. Well, except my uncle came later today and we had loads of fun. We had this big feast that my mom made which was ABSOBLOODLUTELY DELICIOUS and just hanged. After that, we made this stupid bet and played Twister. Note to self : Never play Twister after a big meal XD Cos it's harder with your big tummy intruding the game XD Well, I don't really have anything else to say. Also, I'm kinda pooped out. I guess I'm lacking of sleep since my school is on a break for a week. SWEEET ! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zWqSIl3NYx8/Tx2IMqsRrGI/AAAAAAAAAEY/EgAp46JIPtA/s1600/297472_262668797095223_152875684741202_992245_1397767_n_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zWqSIl3NYx8/Tx2IMqsRrGI/AAAAAAAAAEY/EgAp46JIPtA/s400/297472_262668797095223_152875684741202_992245_1397767_n_large.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Also, I'm dedicating this post to my best friend, Fatma who is currently having an emotion breakdown right now. Sweetie, there has to be good reasons behind every bad situation. Everything's gonna be okay. I'll always be there beside you no matter what happens :) So, I guess that's it. I'm not good with these&amp;nbsp;advising&amp;nbsp;stuff XD Distance can never bring us apart. Twins infinity and beyond :)&amp;nbsp;I love you, twinnie forever and always &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Noschoolforaweek:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-5052767156431054937?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/5052767156431054937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/5052767156431054937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-18.html' title='Number 18'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vYEhoxVaIN0/Tx6ygWHAD1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/Pz1lNKIFxic/s72-c/tumblr_l870l1wEhb1qbva80o1_400_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-1555623525376319456</id><published>2012-01-21T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T02:29:15.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C-3iY6T6i9c/TxrouBuhviI/AAAAAAAAACk/V0LxdHrOsAc/s1600/557472_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C-3iY6T6i9c/TxrouBuhviI/AAAAAAAAACk/V0LxdHrOsAc/s320/557472_large.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been through it countless of times, that it's just painless now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Hey guys ! Today was pretty awesome ! I'll start from the top. I woke up late well, kinda and there's 15 minutes left for Mandarin class and everyone is still sleeping. So, I had to like wake them all up and get ready within 15 minutes. That must be the fastest time for me to get ready since I'm always slow when I just wake up but not when there's an emergency and in this case, it's practically an emergency. So, me and my lil bro went Mandarin class and learned about numbers and family members. I'm having trouble with the&amp;nbsp;pronunciation. I feel stupid O.o Anyways, after class finished, we went home a had piano class. Seriously, I so need to practice my piano more. I miss it :) Also, after piano finished, I have a hang out with Sof and Alya at WWM and my mom purposely slept when I'm finally all dressed up to go. Seriously, she doesn't like me going out but we had a deal that if I can at least hang out once a month, I promised her that I'll listen and obey to her every command. She agreed to it but apparently she's not keeping her end of the bargain. Ugh, I finally convinced her to send me and we went. Finally, I rushed to the cinema to meet them and I saw Syamim and the others. I guess their having a farewell hang out since Syamim is going to boarding school. I'm gonna miss her. I wish her best of luck at her new&amp;nbsp;boarding&amp;nbsp;school. Anyways, then I met my darlings Alya, Sof and the Alya stealer, Ariff XD Oh and my class monitor was there too O.o So, we went in to watch our movie and all of us were sitting at our seats while Double A a.k.a. Alya and Ariff were sitting at the couple seats. I guess they want their privacy. LOL ! XD Me and Sof were like gossiping and kept teasing them XD So, we were watching Journey 2 : The Mysterious Island. It was fun and kinda cool. But the Double A's said it was boring. Seriously guise ? I think that was quite entertaining even though the plot was kinda fast but still give some credit to the director XD Anyways, after that movie finished we went to the restroom and was figuring out what to do while waiting for nobody LOL XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0-CcCKS8uw/Txr4dyeFPHI/AAAAAAAAADc/PEgs2UP_Xmw/s1600/icture1798.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0-CcCKS8uw/Txr4dyeFPHI/AAAAAAAAADc/PEgs2UP_Xmw/s320/icture1798.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is how we were in front of the restroom XD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;We then ate at A&amp;amp;W and had loads of fun. We were like talking about&amp;nbsp;ridiculous, random stuff and were making narration with a cat XD Ariff was like showing his apparently 'secret ability' which powerful suction. Seriously, I was kinda shocked O.o He could drink a full, large root bear glass within 10 seconds seriously I have a video to prove it. But after that he was feeling&amp;nbsp;gassy, the after effects LOL ! XD After that, Sof was buying some fruits and me and Ariff had this professional negotiation with violence about Alya. Well, to make it short, we were fighting over Alya XD Apparently, it didn't work out that well XD After that, we had no idea were to go so, we went to this&amp;nbsp;food court&amp;nbsp;which I never knew existed since Alya wants to buy something for her mother. After that, everyone went there own way and went home. Well, I had to wait for my dad with Ariff which was waiting for his mom. While waiting, we did stupid stuff which I think kinda attracted a lot of people's attention but who cares XD Then his mom came and after a little while my dad came. Today's hang out was really fun. I wish I could go out more with you guys but I made a deal :) I was kinda pissed off that I missed bowling and Tutti Fruti but at least I got to hang out with you guys. Just wait until I get my driving license.&amp;nbsp;Oh well, just 2 more years and&amp;nbsp;I can go anywhere I want. So, I guess that's it. I'm dead tired because of all the excitement I had today :) BYE !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Loveyouguise&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-1555623525376319456?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/1555623525376319456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/1555623525376319456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-17.html' title='Number 17'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C-3iY6T6i9c/TxrouBuhviI/AAAAAAAAACk/V0LxdHrOsAc/s72-c/557472_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-5950325972902207205</id><published>2012-01-20T22:40:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T02:14:41.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rhUygIQlSSA/Txr9zsn4y6I/AAAAAAAAADk/axfuw5Ssac8/s1600/tumblr_luqlxbRPem1qa4dhvo1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rhUygIQlSSA/Txr9zsn4y6I/AAAAAAAAADk/axfuw5Ssac8/s400/tumblr_luqlxbRPem1qa4dhvo1_500_large.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Hey guys ! Remember the last post where I said about I will regret it if I&amp;nbsp;procrastinate&amp;nbsp;? Well, yeah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I TOTALLY DO REGRET FOR&amp;nbsp;PROCRASTINATING&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;=.= I couldn't even hanged out with my buddies at recess like I always do. The worst thing is I couldn't even eat and my mom even packed me some nice food. Grrr :@ I'm never going to procrastinate ever again. Well, I doubt it though cos I know I'm gonna do it again XD Anyways, about my friend and her boyfriend ? Yeah, they got back together. Seriously, what's the use of fighting if you're just gonna be lovey dovey again =.= Anyways, I'm glad that's over. So sorry for just suddenly jumping in like that but I'm kinda having a writer's slump and I don't know what to say. I kinda had a bad day at tuition just now. Anyways other than that, nothing much happend today. It was kinda peaceful today in a way. I like slow, peaceful days especially when it's a Friday :) Anyways, I guess that's it for now. BYE !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Peacefuldays:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-5950325972902207205?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/5950325972902207205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/5950325972902207205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-16.html' title='Number 16'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rhUygIQlSSA/Txr9zsn4y6I/AAAAAAAAADk/axfuw5Ssac8/s72-c/tumblr_luqlxbRPem1qa4dhvo1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-1614004925810606442</id><published>2012-01-19T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T02:28:36.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u0Joz5GJMKc/TxrvwXw-06I/AAAAAAAAADM/ofxO4mh8wF0/s1600/tumblr_lgaz6eFTZ71qgfo7wo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u0Joz5GJMKc/TxrvwXw-06I/AAAAAAAAADM/ofxO4mh8wF0/s400/tumblr_lgaz6eFTZ71qgfo7wo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love hurts, precious :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Hey guise ! How's your day ? I hope it's better than mine. My friend is having trouble with her boyfriend and she was &lt;b&gt;ABSOBLOODYLUTELY SUPER DUPER ULTIMATE MAJORLY&lt;/b&gt; emo today. Well, I was pretty worried but it's not like it's their first &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; quarrel. It happens once in a while and even though, how big the fight is they always get back together. They'll solve the problems their having. I'm sure in a few days everything will cool down and resume back to normal. So, anyways, like a worrying wart I am, I kinda spent the whole day trying to cheer my emo friend up but I failed.&amp;nbsp;DESPERATELY&amp;nbsp;=.= Gaaah, I hope she's okay. I hate it when she's like that. Usually she plays along with my&amp;nbsp;ridiculous, idiotic&amp;nbsp;attitude but I was totally neglected =.= Oh well, she'll be fine in a few days but if she doesn't I'm gonna kill her boyfriend. That's for sure =.= Other than that, me and Fatma had loads of laughs today at class. Somehow everything was funny O.o We gave nicknames to people and do inside jokes. LOL ! XD I love it when only me and Fatma understands what both of are talking about. Oh another thing, I went to Fatma's house today. I was actually planning to do my homework but we end up just hanging out XD Well, I did actually do my homework. A little bit though then I got bored XD Hey, I am a&amp;nbsp;procrastinator and I know if I don't finish up my homework which dues tomorrow I'm gonna regret it XD Anyways, I was going to tuition after my mom picks me up at Fatma's then suddenly Fatma gave me her bag which I needed cos I didn't bring my tuition and started dolling me up =.= Seriously ? I'm not used to people dolling me up so, it kinda was awkward. Thank god, my mom came on time XD So, I went start to tuition. Oh and I learned Biology. It was cool learning about cells more detailed and complicated.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48TV9DvIWaE/Txrv3CNrZqI/AAAAAAAAADU/HVQFrqHPZVw/s1600/tumblr_lt3xphRFc61qj11udo1_r1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48TV9DvIWaE/Txrv3CNrZqI/AAAAAAAAADU/HVQFrqHPZVw/s320/tumblr_lt3xphRFc61qj11udo1_r1_500_large.png" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slow down and enjoy life :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Speaking of detailed, last night I was hanging out with my mom in her bedroom and just lying beside her with my lil sis. Then my lil sis said that there's a bruise at my between my mom's nose and eyes. You know if you're wearing spectacles. And my mom said it's always have been there. She said it because when she was young she played volleyball and she lost focus for a moment which leads to the ball hitting her face which hits her spectacles which made that bruise. I was kinda shocked cause I never noticed it before, I never knew. After that, I just looked my mom's face. Her wrinkles, her little bruises, her dopey, panda eyes. I'm not saying that I haven't been paying attention to my mom but I guess I've been so busy with my life, I haven't really had time to hang out with my mom. I'm just saying that I miss hanging out with my mom. She means the world to me even though she nags all the time but that's just how the way she shows her love. Anyways, I guess that's it for today. I'm exhausted :) BYE !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;IloveyouMom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-1614004925810606442?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/1614004925810606442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/1614004925810606442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-15.html' title='Number 15'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u0Joz5GJMKc/TxrvwXw-06I/AAAAAAAAADM/ofxO4mh8wF0/s72-c/tumblr_lgaz6eFTZ71qgfo7wo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-3845711214252896900</id><published>2012-01-18T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T22:54:19.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lqdPd-FpckA/TxbXG-Tq-gI/AAAAAAAAACU/n4wBEqTUQao/s1600/tumblr_lth70wimMN1r1u0gno1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lqdPd-FpckA/TxbXG-Tq-gI/AAAAAAAAACU/n4wBEqTUQao/s400/tumblr_lth70wimMN1r1u0gno1_500_large.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Hey guys ! What did I do today ? Well, school was well, as usual. Today we had PE and my prediction was right O.o Our PE clothes had to be checked if it's following the school's rules and guess who wore PE clothes today. Yes, me =.= Well, I didn't really care cos the teacher just asked us to go to the front and just stand there. There were like 6 girls over 30 something like that boys and we weren't the only girls who wore PE clothes. The others were just to coward and afraid to go to the front but I don't blame them. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a bit nervous when the teacher asked us to go in front. We didn't go on stage though. The teacher just checked and we were free go to for our PE lesson. I think today's PE lesson was cool. We played some games and freeze thingy. Also, I felt good I mean I felt like I'm starting to like PE. I don't feel dead tired after a little run. I haven't had that kind of feeling for a long time. I think it happened when I quit&amp;nbsp;softball&amp;nbsp;and went into high school. Also, a lot of things happened back then. After that, I became unfit and inactive so, I didn't have a lot of energy. I guess the training paid off&amp;nbsp;after all. After PE, we had other class as usual and at recess this times we hanged out at Farwie's class and had loads of fun as usual. I miss being in them same class with all of them DX Anyways, after recess, something terrible. A classmate of mine had this major gastric and she couldn't even move. Our class was kinda hectic for a while and the teacher asked some of us to help her. So, me and Fatma carried her, well, we put both of her arms around our neck and just let her limp. We thought of carrying her bridal style but that didn't work out well at all. Anyways, we brought her to the counseling room and accompanied her until her mom came. We were wondering if maybe it was appendix but who knows. After that, we went back to class and class resume back to normal. School finished and nothing much happened after that. I went training then tuition. I'm going to Fatma's house tomorrow to do homework and play the piano. There's too much distraction here at home and I can't concentrate. I guess that's for today. I'm really exhausted physically and mentally. I even have prove for it. PIMPLES ! NOOO ! DX So, BYE ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Pimplepimplegoaway,don'teverreturntomyfaceDX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-3845711214252896900?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/3845711214252896900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/3845711214252896900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-14.html' title='Number 14'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lqdPd-FpckA/TxbXG-Tq-gI/AAAAAAAAACU/n4wBEqTUQao/s72-c/tumblr_lth70wimMN1r1u0gno1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-4006510217381961193</id><published>2012-01-17T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T02:27:30.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 13.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7XzJV6ryU0/TxZx3sppUII/AAAAAAAAACM/In4cXXQstTA/s1600/tumblr_lwt9hevWCh1qe49wpo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7XzJV6ryU0/TxZx3sppUII/AAAAAAAAACM/In4cXXQstTA/s400/tumblr_lwt9hevWCh1qe49wpo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meow to you too :3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Anyways, I just experienced&amp;nbsp;the saddest moment of the year :( So, on my way back home, my granddad stopped at this pastry shop beside the road and wanted me to buy some pastries. So, I went there, bought the pastries, went out and I saw this cat in front of the shop thinking that it was sleeping but when went for a closer look, the cat was actually dead and it's eyeballs popped out of the head. I'm actually used to those kinds of things since my mom is a doctor but still it brought chills down my spine. I looked around to see the people's reactions and all of them just stared, not doing anything. I felt bad for the cat and it doesn't deserve to die like that. No one deserves to die like that. So, I asked a plastic bag from the aunty in the shop and was trying to find away to put it out of the pathway. Then I remembered that I stole or more&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;appropriate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;to say borrowed &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;permission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;gloves which is kinda a coincidence. I never knew it was useful that day. Anyways, so I wore the gloves, put the cat's body and eyes in the plastic bed and put it somewhere it can rot. I found some land, took out the body with the eyes, put on the land and just covered it with some leaves. I couldn't really bury it since I don't have a shovel or any tool that can dig. Well, at least the body can rot. I washed my hands and went back to my car. My granddad was asking me what took me so long just to buy some pastries and I told him what happened which he replied good&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;granddaughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;. I was like WHA- ? Are my ears&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;deceiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;me or did my granddad just complimented me ? :O LOL XD I'm just surprised cos my granddad rarely gives compliment to people. Anyways after that, I was kinda depressed cos I felt sad for the cat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think it's a hit and run.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I mean who would be so cruel enough to just left it die like that. Even though if you did hit it at least bury it somewhere. It's your fault for not concentrating on the road, the cat is not to blame =.= Even the people there was just watching and not doing anything. Sigh, humans being inhumane =.= Poor cat. As you can see I have a compassion for animals&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;cats. I love cats :3 But I don't want to be a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;veterinarian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;. It sounds interesting though but I'm more attracted to cutting people open XD Fuuh, finally finished. Sorry for the long post. It's just that I have so many things to say and I&amp;nbsp;couldn't&amp;nbsp;really summarize it XD If you read is this far, I salute you XD Anyways, my hands are freezing and I can't feel my fingers :O I guess I better hit the sack now. I'm really exhausted physically and mentally DX BYE !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;RIPKitty;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-4006510217381961193?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/4006510217381961193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/4006510217381961193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-132.html' title='Number 13.2'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7XzJV6ryU0/TxZx3sppUII/AAAAAAAAACM/In4cXXQstTA/s72-c/tumblr_lwt9hevWCh1qe49wpo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-5870401599276038837</id><published>2012-01-17T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T02:27:55.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 13.1</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JcfTHiJ4VRo/TxWOb76boLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3WuYMdV4x3s/s1600/tumblr_lvi65vlvZR1qh2nseo1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JcfTHiJ4VRo/TxWOb76boLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3WuYMdV4x3s/s400/tumblr_lvi65vlvZR1qh2nseo1_500_large.png" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I find guys who can play musical instruments charming and attractive &amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Hey guys ! I'm gonna write this quickly before ears bleed because of my mom's screaming X) So, school was fine. We had this short assembly where the teacher are complaining of our clothes for PE. So they were some kids who had to be evaluated on STAGE ! Some of my friends were involved. Thank god, that I don't have PE today but I do tomorrow. Oh god, maybe it's ours turn tomorrow :O Anyways, after that me and Fatma just faced this most awesome, magnificent discovery. The whiteboards in the Chemistry Lab can move :O Well, there were 4 of it and we thought they were stuck on the wall and we kept wondering how is teacher going write the two upper whiteboards which is high. Then while I wasn't looking the teacher push the whiteboard below up which automatically moved the upper whiteboard below. Mostly Fatma saw it cos I have the tendency to miss the moment when interesting stuffs happens. Yes, I do really have bad timing for&amp;nbsp;everything.&amp;nbsp;Every time, Fatma frantically tells me look, I always miss =.= I guess it's because Fatma is very observant and attentive about her surroundings. One of her qualities of being a professional stalker XD At recess, we hanged out at Sofea's class as usual and had loads of fun. Other than that, nothing much happened after that. Then after school schedule starts. I had religious class. Oh and I went to the hospital for a while. My weekly check up and I stole my mom's gloves. I always do that when I go there XD After that, I went for guitar class. I learnt a new song today which is Bruno Mar's Count On Me and Grenade. I know, two songs&amp;nbsp;simultaneously, U MAD ? :O Well, actually Count On Me was last week's. Anyways, I just saw this normal, average looking chinese guy playing guitar and he looks HOT ! :O Woah, I guess even nerds can attract girls by playing guitars. THE POWER OF GUITARS XD It kinda reminds me of a friend of mine who has that same ability too. She's like a super boy magnet when she plays her guitar X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Continue Part 2 ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-5870401599276038837?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/5870401599276038837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/5870401599276038837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-131.html' title='Number 13.1'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JcfTHiJ4VRo/TxWOb76boLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3WuYMdV4x3s/s72-c/tumblr_lvi65vlvZR1qh2nseo1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-7740238106051712990</id><published>2012-01-16T23:49:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T02:26:35.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UdLHSIAw5YE/TxWHkHxfX3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/1SFASPrs-ak/s1600/tumblr_lnpt9khrI41qkt9g1o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UdLHSIAw5YE/TxWHkHxfX3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/1SFASPrs-ak/s400/tumblr_lnpt9khrI41qkt9g1o1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Hey guys ! Well, today was a very busy day. Nothing much happen at school. We had this long assembly with teachers lecturing and&amp;nbsp;blabbing&amp;nbsp;about some crappy stuff that we already know. Other than that, yeah at recess we hang out at Sofea's class and it was loads of fun XD Izz made it joke which wasn't funny and all of us we're dumbfounded&amp;nbsp;simultaneously&amp;nbsp;and we laugh hysterically cos of that XD I happen laugh like that for a while. Then after school finished, we have to go back late today. Also, I was left alone by these two people which I shall not name ( Fatma and Alya ) XD Apparently, their van came unexpectedly early. Damn, I hate it when that happens. Their van is so unpredictable and random sometimes. I hate their can driver for stealing them for me DX Also, after school, I had religious class. I couldn't really attend cos you know I'm on my *girlproblem* so, I just accompanied my lil sis. Then, I had training and apparently, I just made my highest score for now. I guess I am geting fitter. I don't really care about getting thin but I do care about my energy level and my&amp;nbsp;health&amp;nbsp;cos I don't know why but I always get sick. Then I went for tuition and we studied Add Maths. Somehow, I'm getting comfortable with Add Maths. I guess it's cos I ACTUALLY&amp;nbsp;understand&amp;nbsp;the equation. I wasn't last year. I think sleeping in class was the reason XD Anyways, I gotta go. Can't stay too long or my mom'll start screaming at me and give me lectures about a student sleeping late on school nights. BYE ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;LaughinghystericallyXD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-7740238106051712990?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/7740238106051712990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/7740238106051712990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-11.html' title='Number 12'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UdLHSIAw5YE/TxWHkHxfX3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/1SFASPrs-ak/s72-c/tumblr_lnpt9khrI41qkt9g1o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-3909129502865240732</id><published>2012-01-15T23:00:00.058+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T02:26:25.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oAX0cqumz8g/TxWSi0L4NDI/AAAAAAAAACE/5OC0r8dUsMM/s1600/tumblr_kpehu7uLJh1qzb31mo1_400_large+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oAX0cqumz8g/TxWSi0L4NDI/AAAAAAAAACE/5OC0r8dUsMM/s400/tumblr_kpehu7uLJh1qzb31mo1_400_large+%25281%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Reality depresses me, I need to find fantasy worlds and escape in them" - Noel Fielding&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Hey guys ! Despite my mother's objection of me using the computer as you see I can't resist updating. TO be honest, I'm not using the computer, I'm updating using an iPad. LOL, technologies these days are useful when you're grounded XD Anyways, I've been kinda depressed or having mood swings these past few days. One of the reason I want to update. I guess I just want to get it off my chest. Anyways, I'm thinking that it's either cos I'm having one of those I-dont-know-why-I'm-depressed-but-I-still-wanna-be-depress days or PMS. You know what I mean. Moving on,  I had my first Mandarin class yesterday and it was difficult. The pronounciation has to be perfect and precise if not then the meaning of the words will change. We also did the writing which is called caligraphy if I'm not mistaken. That was loads of fun cos we got to use this traditional brush where people from the old days have no technology use it to write. Like the cluzt I am, I got ink all over my hands. Thank god, the ink wasn't a permenant one XD After that, I had piano class and nothing much after that. My mom had this GNO and my dad had this BNO too. They can have a night out and I can't. So totally unfair =.= Well, parents gotta do what parents gotta do. Well, look at th bright side, with both of my parents not at home, I have to take care of the house and you know what that means I'M IN CHARGE ! I have full power of the house. So, the whole evening I tortured my siblings and kinda abused my power. Well, a bis sis gotta do what a big sis gotta do, LOL XD It seems that this post is getting crappier and crappier XD I guess it's time for me to go to sleep. BYE !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ThepleasureofbeinginchargeX)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-3909129502865240732?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/3909129502865240732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/3909129502865240732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-10_15.html' title='Number 11'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oAX0cqumz8g/TxWSi0L4NDI/AAAAAAAAACE/5OC0r8dUsMM/s72-c/tumblr_kpehu7uLJh1qzb31mo1_400_large+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-5276987488013758699</id><published>2012-01-13T23:56:00.047+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T02:26:11.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gSUxJg5Zm3Q/TxBVK1AGm0I/AAAAAAAAABs/5DL0U6bZVNo/s1600/20080723021219.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gSUxJg5Zm3Q/TxBVK1AGm0I/AAAAAAAAABs/5DL0U6bZVNo/s400/20080723021219.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love this picture :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Hey guys ! I'll just summarize what I did today. School was fine. The problems were solved and things are calm for now. I hope it stays this way but I know it won't. Anyways, I'm wasn't in the best of mood today but I couldn't stay emo in front of my friends. It's my job to entertain them :) Also, being emo is not my thing X) Also, have I mention that I hate to be the one who goes home early well, if I had then Imma say it again. I hate to be the one who goes home early =.= Everything exciting always happens after I go. The fact is that I bring misfortune and bad luck to people. I'm practically a hoodoo if you don't know what that means click the link here --&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.thefreedictionary.com/hoodoo" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.thefreedictionary.com/hoodoo&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. Or like people always describe of my first impression, a mafia XD It's hilarious in a way. They say if you get to close to me, my aura might incinerate you, my voice might make your brain explode and my smell is poisonous. LOL XD People being prejudice. I don't mind though cos I've been told those kind of things million of times. Even though, I might be merciless and brutal sometimes but that's just how the way I act. If you're nice to me, then I'll be nice to you. But if you tick me off, then I'll me the meanest, inconsiderate person you ever met =.= As I was saying I was practically depressed all day but then English tuition cheered me up :) I love English. Also, at first I disagree with my mom about sending me to that tuition which improved in my lil bro's studies cos I wasn't in the mood to go to tuition. But then when I went there a few times, I got use to it and I like it. It's the only place a can runaway from home. So, I guess that's it. I'll go to sleep after chatting with my darling, Alya :) BYE !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Emo?Depress?Sonotme=,=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-5276987488013758699?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/5276987488013758699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/5276987488013758699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-10.html' title='Number 10'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gSUxJg5Zm3Q/TxBVK1AGm0I/AAAAAAAAABs/5DL0U6bZVNo/s72-c/20080723021219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-7475652732882770523</id><published>2012-01-12T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T02:25:45.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 9.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oLs_FyMB__g/Tw7rNOE742I/AAAAAAAAABk/tPwJK17oARg/s1600/tumblr_lxnitjcV0Y1r9h3v6o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oLs_FyMB__g/Tw7rNOE742I/AAAAAAAAABk/tPwJK17oARg/s400/tumblr_lxnitjcV0Y1r9h3v6o1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Hey guys ! Just came back from tuition and I don't know why I'm writing this. Well, I guess I just need somebody to talk too. I'm not in the best of moods right now. Anyways, I studied Chemistry at tuition just now and boy, I feel dumb. I haven't really gone far than Chapter 1 in&amp;nbsp;Chemistry at school yet so, I don't know what it's about. The whole time I was quiet cos I couldn't keep up. It's not like I don't understand, I do. Well, it's complicated. I need to revise my Form 3 Science cos Chemistry is kinda similar to Form 3's Science except it's more detailed and complex. Also, something funny happen just now. I was going to open the door to go outside and saw a little sign below the handle so, I kept pulling and pulling as hard as I can but it won't budge. Then I started thinking that we're trap and I kinda panicked a little bit. Then my lil bro was like "It says push you know" and I'm like "Oh, I know that I just want to know if the handle is stuck completely there and won't come off when I brutally pull it :)" My lil bro gave this yeah-right glare and I bet he was laughing so hard inside =.= But I got to say it was humiliating cos there were a few people outside to like stared at me. I noticed some two girls were laughing at me and I gave them the I-will-find-your-house-and-kill-you-when-you-sleep glare and&amp;nbsp;miraculously&amp;nbsp;it worked. LOL XD So, that's it. I'm ABSOBLOODYLUTELY exhausted physically and mentally cos I woke up at 4am today to do my homework =.= I'm gonna hit the sack now. BYE ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;DumbfoundedO.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-7475652732882770523?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/7475652732882770523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/7475652732882770523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-92.html' title='Number 9.2'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oLs_FyMB__g/Tw7rNOE742I/AAAAAAAAABk/tPwJK17oARg/s72-c/tumblr_lxnitjcV0Y1r9h3v6o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-7977746563165234512</id><published>2012-01-12T19:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T02:25:08.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 9.1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/20125354/frustrated-girl-at-blackboard-cropped_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="304" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/20125354/frustrated-girl-at-blackboard-cropped_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Yo peeps ! It's been really hectic these few days especially yesterday (You'll know what I'm talking about if you read the previous post) =.= School problems. Apparently, class are gonna reshuffle and other things that I don't want to think about cos it hurts my brain =.= But the good thing is that now my class has Biology so I don't have to take the trouble of moving class ! YAY ! However, some kids disagree with the changes. I hope it won't change cos I already satisfied with the current state where I can actually take Biology which I want without &amp;nbsp;moving class. I know it's going to be difficult cos Biology is hard and I have to study Accounts too but if I don't want Accounts, I can just drop the subject next year. It's my decision though and I'm still not sure yet. I'm going to discuss it with my mom cos I don't want to make the same mistake THRICE ! So, other than the problems at school, I have trouble with my so-tight-like-really schedule. I don't even have time to do my homework ! Sigh, I'm still not used to the tight and not fixed schedule. It changes from time to time. Sometimes I just feel so exhausted physically, mentally and spiritually. Anyways, I just came back from chilling at Fatma's house with Alya and Sofiya. Sigh, it's good to just relax and chill with friends. I don't know when will I rest again. So, we just hanged out at Fatma's roof top which is sunny and windy, I love the windy part :3 We just laughed and talk and laughed at random stuff and well, mostly we laughed. We practically laughed the whole day while *pretending XD* doing our homework which I didn't finished XD Well, I finished half of it. That's an achievement for me XD Oh and while we were cleaning, Alya's guitar fell. OMG :O I hope the guitar is okay. Actually, I'm more worried about Alya. She's practically&amp;nbsp;obsessed&amp;nbsp;about her guitar (Alya if you're reading this, I'm sorry XD) which I understand. I mean I would freak out too if my guitar fell :O I hope she's okay and I know she's going to be really emo tomorrow. Also another thing, I was so in a rush and practically almost fell down the stairs cos my granddad kept horning. Really, what an impatient old man he is =.= But I don't blame him though since my mom was suppose to pick me up but she forgot and he blames me for not reminding her. Well, no comment since he's right XD Other than that, I hate to be the one who goes home early cos exciting or bad things always happen when I go home =.= Also, you must be wondering why I'm posting this early. Well, the chances of me updating again is slim since I have tuition after this, sigh. So, I gotta go and bath cos I stink like hell XD BYE !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I hope she's okay. I'm being a worrying wart :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-7977746563165234512?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/7977746563165234512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/7977746563165234512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-8.html' title='Number 9.1'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-7110542271151668265</id><published>2012-01-11T23:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T02:24:46.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gbP8DETedw/Tw6_C1bM7bI/AAAAAAAAABc/Pk5meHlgjbg/s1600/tumblr_lvvyctVZqj1qgjuaxo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gbP8DETedw/Tw6_C1bM7bI/AAAAAAAAABc/Pk5meHlgjbg/s400/tumblr_lvvyctVZqj1qgjuaxo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Hey guys ! Ugh, today must be the busiest day of the year. Well, I can't really say that since I haven't been through this year yet but for now today must be the busiest day of the year ! I'm being redundant aren't I ? =.= Moving on. Everything bad happens when I'm busy =.= Today at school was&amp;nbsp;disastrous, major chaos, a catastrophe, a total mess ! I'm in a state of calamity, I'm not even sure if that made any sense ! Everything terrible happened at one day. I was on a brink of death. School problems. Tight schedule. I don't wanna talk about school it's meaningless,&amp;nbsp;ridiculous&amp;nbsp;and idiotic. I hope they do something about the problem. So, after I came back from school, I have religious class which only takes 45 minutes usually but suddenly extended the time to another 15 minutes. I was in a hurry cos after that I have to go start to the gym for training. Then my personal trainer added another exercise which I'm weak at =.= Then I have 15 minutes to get ready for tuition which starts at 6pm and finishes at 10pm. After I came back from tuition, I was exhausted as hell but then I remember I still have unfinished homework. Damn it =.= Well, I guess that's for now I'm hell exhausted and I'm going to sleep. I'm thinking of waking up 4am in the morning to finish up my homework. Crap =.=&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Busy. Busy. Busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-7110542271151668265?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/7110542271151668265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/7110542271151668265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-8_11.html' title='Number 8'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gbP8DETedw/Tw6_C1bM7bI/AAAAAAAAABc/Pk5meHlgjbg/s72-c/tumblr_lvvyctVZqj1qgjuaxo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-8452189414282988749</id><published>2012-01-08T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T02:24:03.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TaDA64_vHHA/Twm28raynCI/AAAAAAAAABU/8DyoExARFy4/s1600/tumblr_l9xnz2OVgy1qd02spo1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TaDA64_vHHA/Twm28raynCI/AAAAAAAAABU/8DyoExARFy4/s400/tumblr_l9xnz2OVgy1qd02spo1_500_large.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Hey guiseee ! I'm in rush right now cos it's late and I have to go to sleep so, I'll just talk about what I did today. I woke up, had breakfast and had my morning shower. Well, that's boring isn't it ? XD Well, then I had this Guitar Hero competition with my dad. The prize is the last remaining ice cream. I can't believe I am competing with my dad for an ice cream. Well, he was the one who wanted to compete in the first place. But in the end, guess who is the victor ? Moi of course XD My dad kept teasing me and saying that it wasn't fair cos I have guitar skills and he's just an&amp;nbsp;amateur. Well, I'm practically an&amp;nbsp;amateur&amp;nbsp;too. Oh god, he's such a sore loser XD My mom was comforting him by making tea which he loves and it worked. Well, I guess&amp;nbsp;the way to a man's heart is through his stomach XD Oh, you must be wondering how can I play Guitar Hero. Well, I was at my aunt's house and she has a lot of electronics things. Wii, Xbox, PS3 and a whole lot more. Then we had our Sunday family lunch where we have this little feast with the whole family member at the table. So, after that I went to do my homework. A few hours later, my dad came in with a badminton racket and asked me to join this tournament for who's washing the dishes. I don't know what's with my family and competitions XD Anyways, I finished my homework and I didn't have anything good to do so, I joined. It's me and dad against my brother and my mom. My granddad the referee and my lil sis is the little, adorable cheerleader XD Yeah, it's kinda like a real tournament. Oh well, in the end my mom's team won so, me and my dad had to wash the dishes. LOL ! I don't mind though since I'm the one who always cleans up after a meal. After that, we went home then my dad starts dancing to this beat and then all of us started to dance. LOL ! I guess that's what 'family quality time' means X) It's been a long time since I hanged out with my family. Well, everyone is busy nowadays :) Anyways, I'm gonna go sleep now. Tomorrow is gonna be a very&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;LONG&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;day. BYE !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Familyqualitytime:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-8452189414282988749?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/8452189414282988749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/8452189414282988749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-7.html' title='Number 7'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TaDA64_vHHA/Twm28raynCI/AAAAAAAAABU/8DyoExARFy4/s72-c/tumblr_l9xnz2OVgy1qd02spo1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-6465763350787194035</id><published>2012-01-07T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T02:23:50.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 6.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/18154109/tumblr_luwvpv4fA51qe77qeo1_500_large.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/18154109/tumblr_luwvpv4fA51qe77qeo1_500_large.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Anyways,  continuing here. Sorry, if this is taking up your time or something.  I'm just bored and unexpectedly, when I'm bored I feel like writing and  my ideas of writing keeps pouring out. So, what I wanted to say is that  I'm thinking of Biology. I'm currently taking Science Accounts and yeah,  you must be wondering. Why didn't I apply for Biology class in the  first place ? Well, first I didn't have the qualifications, secondly, I  was an idiot. I love Science. I've been wanting to take Biology since I  was a kid. I don't know why I didn't apply for it. I thought I'll be  fine without Biology but I was out of my mind ! Everytime, I see a  Biology book I feel like my heart is crushed and tear apart into a  million pieces, have been incinerated and the ashes thrown at the river  of eternal sadness. I apologise if I OVER exaggerated XD Also, I was  flipping and reading through my friend's Biology textbook and I fell in  love with it. Then I made my decision. I told my parents and they agreed  to it. It's going to be hard but my parents said they support me all  the way &amp;lt;3 So, you can say that I have a passion to become a doctor  or a surgeon cos I like those kind of things. Another thing is my mom is  a doctor so, I've been in and out of the hospital since I was little.  Well, that's not the only reason though XD The hospital is practically  my second home. LOL ! Obsessing over Biology much ? XD Fuuh, finally got  that off my chest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/18763027/tumblr_lvn7nwVm8o1qi23vmo1_500_large.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/18763027/tumblr_lvn7nwVm8o1qi23vmo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Another thing is my mischievous friend, Sofea (Her blog : &lt;a href="http://sofeaasjad.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;sofeaasjad.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;)  just bought her iPod Nano 6G. YAAAAAAAAY ! Congrats honey :) Though,  I'm still jealous at the fact that you have a polaroid camera =.= Grrr  :@ Oh my parents is out having some dinner with important people and I'm  home alone well, with my siblings, my granddad, uncle and aunty who is  temporarily living with me. I guess it's not much of a home alone =.=  So, that's it for today. Yes, it's finally finish. I'm fresh out of  ideas XD I'm gonna watch Megamind again with my siblings. So, BYE ! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;HavingasiblingtimeXD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-6465763350787194035?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/6465763350787194035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/6465763350787194035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-62.html' title='Number 6.2'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-6496406507391342611</id><published>2012-01-07T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T02:23:23.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 6.1</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yi-38O77Sns/TwhSF6xTGMI/AAAAAAAAABM/aTSiiJsoQtw/s1600/FB+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yi-38O77Sns/TwhSF6xTGMI/AAAAAAAAABM/aTSiiJsoQtw/s320/FB+.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Me and my lil bro after a fight XD. It's a sibling thing"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Hey guys ! How am I ? Feeling great XD Not the best day but at least not depressing. Anyways, me and my lil bro had this little siblings argument and then we left me this note and I replied well, you can see the picture above there XD Everytime, we had a fight, he would leave me this hate notes at my bedroom door or my note board. Sometimes, I can't help it and laugh. I think it's really adorable XD He doesn't really mean it. Then the next day he apologises through notes too. LOL ! He's really sweet and nice but he can really be a real pain in the ass and absobloodylutely obnoxious sometimes. Well, he is quite immature since he's younger than me XD Also, we quarrel all the time. We wrestle, tease, shout, ruin each other foods and compete for the last ice cream. We do get angry at each other sometimes but we always make up in the end. That's the beauty in siblings relationship. Even though, how much you fight and annoy each other in the end of the day you still live under the same roof and naturally make up. That's just how siblings communicate by arguing XD Okay, enough about that. Another news : I have a new piano teacher. Unfortunately, my previous piano teacher is really busy and everything that she can't teach us anymore so she asked her friend to temporarily fill in for her. So, the new piano teacher is really different than my previous one. She's more how can I say this ? Hmm, well, more confident ? more direct ? a little bit strict but she's fun to talk too. Also, she smiles all the time. It's creepy but I'll get use to it. I miss my previous piano teacher :( I'm more comfortable with her since I've been with her a long time but I guess I'll slowly get comfortable with the new one. So, let's continue at Part 2 XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Go Part 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-6496406507391342611?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/6496406507391342611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/6496406507391342611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-61.html' title='Number 6.1'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yi-38O77Sns/TwhSF6xTGMI/AAAAAAAAABM/aTSiiJsoQtw/s72-c/FB+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-8217773360748895930</id><published>2012-01-06T20:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T02:22:42.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/20694276/3981ac2e98deac37def95a90c390a285_large.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/20694276/3981ac2e98deac37def95a90c390a285_large.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"My world is tumbling and crashing down"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hey there freaks ! So, uhh, I had another long day ! Sigh, I never get use waking up early in the morning =.= So, how was my day ? Well, really exhausting and somehow I'm not in a good mood today. I woke up in the morning feeling unalive. I guess I woke up the wrong side of the bed. Oh and I didn't complete my homework. I can't believe is the third day of school and I'm already procrastinating XD To tell you the truth, I was really busy and in the bad mood yesterday. That's a really convincing explanation right ? So, we went to school and at recess, Me and Fatma went to Sofea's class just to hang out. The whole gang is there. Awh, the old days &amp;lt;3 We planned to bring our lunch boxes and we shared our germs XD I didn't really get to chat with them since homework keeps interrupting =.= I miss those moments where we just sit at chat or play games. To bad we're in different classes :( Anyways, we went back to class and oh how I regret our seating position in class. I think our position is the worst cos firstly, we are at the back and beside the back door where people usually enter. Apparently, it's not cool to enter the front door. Teenagers =.= Another thing is since we are beside the door the wind is blowing directly at us so, our headscarf was like a balloon ! =.= It was really humiliating. Oh, well, since it's a new class of course there'll bound to be humiliation to occur and somehow I'm always the one to get those embarrassing moments.So, nothing much happened after that. I went home and practically slept half of the day. Even when I woke up at 8 or something, I still felt sleepy. Maybe it's cos of depression. Being depress two days in a row is really bad for your body =.= So, I guess that's is. I think I'm going to sleep again. So, BYE !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Feelingblue=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-8217773360748895930?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/8217773360748895930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/8217773360748895930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-5.html' title='Number 5'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-1706681315501460694</id><published>2012-01-05T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T00:08:43.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/19892477/tumblr_lpgxiyXTqf1qgfqrso1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/19892477/tumblr_lpgxiyXTqf1qgfqrso1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey guys ! Uhh, what a long day I had =.= I'm really frustrated right now. You wanna know why ? Cos Chemistry, Physic, Biology and Add Maths are all in Malay ! WTFFFF ! =.= I'm really furious cos our batch has been studying Maths and Science in English since Standard 1. Now when we're at a year where we have to get use to a lot of new stuff and also be prepare of a BIG EXAM next year, the so called government of education changed it into Malay. I have to bring the dictionary to school now or I can't understand a thing =.= The thing is some school are learning those subjects in English. WHAA ? Sigh, you know politicians, they do whatever and whenever they want =.= I PROTEST THIS DECISION ! Anyways, let's just drop the depression part. I went to see my tuition today and it was pretty awkward :/ Also, I went to this Mandarin class. Yeah, I'm starting mandarin class. My mom wants me to learn it all of the sudden. I don't care anyways, I mean it'd be pretty cool to learn another language. I've always wanted to learn a new language. My dad wants me to learn French but it's not like I'm going overseas anytime soon. Also, my mom said French is too romantic. LOL ! XD Anyways, Mandarin is pretty useful to where I live and I'm not living in China =.= So, I guess that's it. I'm not in a good mood right so, I'm gonna heal it with some sleep XD BYE ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;Damnthegovernment=.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-1706681315501460694?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/1706681315501460694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/1706681315501460694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-4.html' title='Number 4'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-222201050911411462</id><published>2012-01-04T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T00:08:33.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/18934653/tumblr_lvrv9jM35l1qjscedo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/18934653/tumblr_lvrv9jM35l1qjscedo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey guys ! Today is my first day of school and well, it ain't that fantastic =.= But the best thing is that I got to meet all my darlings &amp;lt;3 Oh, how I miss them :) Then we had this orientation program for all Form 4. I still can't get use to the fact that I'm 16 years old O.o So, the teachers gave these lectures how the SPM thingy works and all. I'm now an upper secondary school student which means I'm now officially a high school student ? O.o Well, the thing is everything is different. It's as if I went to a different level of high school. Everything is new and difficult. Then, we were divided into our NEW classes. All my buddies was separated :( Thank god, I'm in the same class with Fatma, fuhh &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; After that, each of us went into our own class and it was pretty awkward :/ I don't know a single person well, there are a few but mostly I'm not familiar with. It was strange and weird but I guess I'll get use to it. Though I miss my old class. My old class had this happy and go lucky aura where you don't feel like an alien when you're in it, sigh :( But oh well, since it's the new year. everything is new. New class, new subjects, new classmates, the teaching is different even the CANTEEN is different. Ohhh, my first day at the canteen ain't good =.= The place was crowded well, since we're sharing with the seniors but somehow it was horribly crowded. I almost became claustrophobic. I dislike crowded places especially there's a lot of humans. I'm quite anti-social fyi. Blame the mangas and animes XD Cos of them I can't see reality the right way anymore but I don't regret it. I rather fantasize then be in this cruel reality XD Anyways, back to the subject, not only that the place is crowded, the new workers there are inefficient. They are so slow compared to the old ones. Also, the canteen's kitchen was renovated and the system kinda changed and all. Woah, everything is new O.o So, then we went back to class and got our new THICK AND EXTREMELY textbooks. Then school finished and we hanged out at our usual place XD When I got home, I felt like my shoulders were dislocated or something :O LOL ! I apologise if I OVER exaggerated XD So, I guess that's for now. I'm absobloodylutely exhausted =,=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;AtiringfirstdayatschoolDX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-222201050911411462?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/222201050911411462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/222201050911411462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-3.html' title='Number 3'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-6662041017952600893</id><published>2012-01-03T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T22:24:36.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fi7wdHNQq6Y/TwMLqrP08yI/AAAAAAAAABE/pn99WhWEeOY/s1600/tumblr_llzjbsXdhm1qkgs4go1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fi7wdHNQq6Y/TwMLqrP08yI/AAAAAAAAABE/pn99WhWEeOY/s400/tumblr_llzjbsXdhm1qkgs4go1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey peeps ! Sorry for not updating yesterday. I don't know what has gotten into me. To be honest, I wasn't in a good mood yesterday. Well, I think you should get use to me not updating much cos guess what ? Drum roll please ! *drumrolling* DUGUDUGUDUGUDUGU *sorry,I don't know if a drum suppose to sound like that XD* DUGUDUGUDUGU ! SCHOOL IS BACK IN SESSION ! &amp;nbsp;TADA ! :D You're not amused ? Well, so am I =.= Even though, I'm not delighted that school is starting, I just have to face the fact that holiday break has ended DX So, yeah. Since school is back in business, I may be busier that ever and I may not update as frequently as I have. I'm not even sure if I did update frequently XD But I still update on what's happening and when I have free time but just not frequently. Also, I gotta wake up early now, meaning that I have to sleep early DX I bid my nocturnal days farewell X( I know it kinda sucks but look at the bright side, I get to see all my wonderful, fantastic friends again :D I miss them so f*ckin' much :) So, I guess that's all I wanna say. I gotta hit the sack early tonight since tomorrow is the first day of school. I don't want to be late or do I ? XD BYE !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;GoodbyeholidaysHellobusyschooldayswithtightscheduleDX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-6662041017952600893?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/6662041017952600893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/6662041017952600893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/number-2.html' title='Number 2'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fi7wdHNQq6Y/TwMLqrP08yI/AAAAAAAAABE/pn99WhWEeOY/s72-c/tumblr_llzjbsXdhm1qkgs4go1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-5159480980245429638</id><published>2012-01-01T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T02:21:44.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwte22Rl7q1qkou6ro1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="92" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwte22Rl7q1qkou6ro1_500.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey guys, haven't seen you since "last year". HAHAHAHAHA-HAH-HA, heh. That's really not funny isn't it ? Yeah. So cheesy. Ehem, ehem *awkward* Anyways, today is the first day of 2012 and what did I do ? NOTHING, LOL  XD Actually I'm not feeling good right now. I guess I got New Year's fever ?  O.o Well, since it's a new year, I'm going to try to be a better person though I doubt it cos I know myself. Apparently, I know myself too well :O I watched The Sound of Music today. Oh, how I love that movie. The singing and the singing and well, actually I watch it because I love their singing. I haven't watched this movie for a long time. Also, the movie, well, as I remembered when I was a kid, the movie is really fun and happy but now when I watched it again, it actually has a quite sad and tragic plot. Well, not really sad, it's just at the ending when they have to move out cos of the politics and all. Well, I don't really understand politics since I'm just 15 XD I guess fantasy and reality is different but similar in a way :) But I really love the movie despite of the sad ending. After watching it, I felt the urge to sing and dance. So, I sang and danced the whole day. My parents thought I've finally lost it, LOL XD Actually, there isn't a day that I don't sing or dance. I guess it's a daily routine for me since I have nothing to do except breathe and do my house chores XD Well, I guess that's it for now. See you tomorrow ! Goodbye and goodnight :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;New Year, New Hope, New Dream :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-5159480980245429638?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/5159480980245429638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/5159480980245429638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/01012012-number-1.html' title='Number 1'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8952044971570757490.post-5269519601933599379</id><published>2012-01-01T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:25:00.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The start of a new beginning :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/12210859/img1259020775_large.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/12210859/img1259020775_large.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwte22Rl7q1qkou6ro1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello there :) This is a new blog of mine. I'm not a newbie. Actually, I have a another blog which has a little malfunction X) So, I'm not going to delete that blog for now. In case if you want to re-read my previous posts. Who knows right ? The human mind is unpredictable sometimes X) Anyways, from now on I'm going to use this blog. I hope you like my blog and thank you for visiting. Enjoy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My other blog : &lt;a href="http://hasyoo.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://hasyoo.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8952044971570757490-5269519601933599379?l=ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/5269519601933599379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8952044971570757490/posts/default/5269519601933599379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyimperfectionist.blogspot.com/2012/01/start-of-new-beginning.html' title='The start of a new beginning :)'/><author><name>Hasya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17664028599970262690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK2YFblzAdM/TwB8fGv43QI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G8yUh72bcSo/s220/tumblr_l7vgegUmt61qb9vnbo1_500.png'/></author></entry></feed>
