<?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-3495087153322675928</id><updated>2011-10-06T22:00:25.655+08:00</updated><category term='stand by me - shayne ward'/><category term='mad - neyo'/><category term='crazier - taylor swift'/><category term='drop it on me - ricky martin'/><category term='let it rock - kevin rudolf feat. lil wayne'/><category term='hoedown throwdown - hannah montana'/><category term='kiss me thru the phone - soulja boy feat sammie.'/><category term='angel in the night - basshunter'/><category term='boom boom pow - black eyed peas.'/><category term='knock you down - keri hilson'/><category term='to be with you - david archuleta'/><category term='fuck you - lily allen.'/><category term='jai ho - pcd'/><category term='jasmine v - i own this'/><category term='tired of being sorry - enrique iglesias'/><category term='two worlds collide - demi levato'/><category term='thug story - taylor swift'/><category term='don&apos;t let go - david archuleta'/><category term='the day that i die by idkwho. O:'/><category term='know your enemy - green day'/><title type='text'>Littlest Things like you.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>174</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-3025985230381611982</id><published>2011-01-26T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T21:55:24.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HECTIC, CHAOTIC, SEC 4 LIFE SUCKS.</title><content type='html'>Haluuuuuu. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 4 life has been really hectic, I don't like. All the free time I used to have last year... has disappeared!!!! Everyday I come back tired. I need to take naps in between my free time if not I think I'll literally die of lack of sleep. Being the one who always sleeps early nowadays I always sleep like what, midnight? Half past midnight? Which sucks to the max because I'm so damn used to having sufficient amount of sleep.. BAM now I don't which is honestly speaking, sucking the life out of me. So yeah nowadays whenever I reach home around 4+(which is hardly btw), I'll just take a power nap. And I'll wake up early to bathe and take a really really short power nap of like 15 minutes, before heading out for school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homework has been piling up, remedials after school almost every fucking day. I don't even want to start talking about the bloody CAs and quizzes and tests which is almost every week la please. Sec4 life sucksssssssssss. Thank God CCA step down is during April which is another 2 months away la, I cannot wait to make my Tuesdays free(unless got remedial) so that I can catch up on sleep and rest!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 days ago, I turned sixteen HEHEHEHE. It was awesome. Thank you everyone for wishing me and getting me gifts!!! Especially Cheng, Nadhirah, Ko, Nadia, Shawn, Annabelle, Myra, Vanessa, Keith, Naufal, (I can't remember who else), Ariel, Nitasha, Dessy, Fith. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my sixteenth has been wonderful. thank you very much for everyone who wished me via text, phone call, twitter and facebook ahhhhh! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k back to revision bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-3025985230381611982?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/3025985230381611982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2011/01/hectic-chaotic-sec-4-life-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3025985230381611982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3025985230381611982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2011/01/hectic-chaotic-sec-4-life-sucks.html' title='HECTIC, CHAOTIC, SEC 4 LIFE SUCKS.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-1480441841201455153</id><published>2011-01-06T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T19:33:16.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so tired.</title><content type='html'>Hi I fell asleep just now. Whoa shit I'm so tired already lei and its like just the first week of school. Like what the fuck sia. K I'm lazy to update but watch this space! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-1480441841201455153?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/1480441841201455153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-so-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1480441841201455153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1480441841201455153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-so-tired.html' title='I&apos;m so tired.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-4155352167918131244</id><published>2011-01-01T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T23:04:03.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Review of 2010</title><content type='html'>January was fantastic despite going to Pahang for resilience camp. Heh. I spent my birthday cycling 52km k epic man! Hahaha. Got introduced to the busy sec3 life and had a nice birthday. :) Got a nice gift and surprise too heh.. And then january became February and I don't remember anything interesting happening in February except that we got used to being sec3... Oh i think i got invested in February.... Invested as exco i think. And i did something i totally regretted. Psh stupid to think that we would go back to normal just like that ay. Then February became march and I think OCIP happened around that time right? I interviewed for laos but got into Cambodia. And then I got into Cambodia with a bunch of awesome people! :-) the preparation before the actual trip was hectic and all but it was all worth it. Heh. March became April and April became May. May was like, exam time. Heheh midyears came and midyears passed. It was alright I guess.. Then off to Cambodia! For a week.. Hard work and hard play. It was awesomeeeeee, I learnt so many things there and I ate like 2 cereal bars a day for one whole week. Visited Angkor Watt which was scenic and made new friends. Got blacker and lost weight yayyyyyyyyy. I built a road while I was there. How cool heheheheheheheh. I missed the cooking course thingy :( May became June then June became July and July became August? I don't really remember..... Don't remember from then to like now.... But I'm lazy again. So yeah. End of years was good, I did better than midyears.. and then everything just happened you know.. Not blogging regularly spoils your memory. Hahahha. And November was good.... And December was the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 is one year that I definitely won't forget. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-4155352167918131244?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/4155352167918131244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2011/01/review-of-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/4155352167918131244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/4155352167918131244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2011/01/review-of-2010.html' title='Review of 2010'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-3999294328931329764</id><published>2011-01-01T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T22:35:14.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaos.</title><content type='html'>I have formspring. Heheh created it one day out of pure boredom but nobody ever aske ma questions..... So yeah. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://formspring.me/abcdefaizah &lt;br /&gt;Ask me k. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baiiiiiiii. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-3999294328931329764?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/3999294328931329764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2011/01/chaos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3999294328931329764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3999294328931329764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2011/01/chaos.html' title='Chaos.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-3623146376658591525</id><published>2011-01-01T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T22:09:16.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherish.</title><content type='html'>Hi there~ &lt;br /&gt;Heh blogging from my itouch because I'm really lazy to switch on my laptop. :) I think I'm gonna come up with my wishlist and resolution nao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolutions: &lt;br /&gt;1. Have a healthy lifestyle LOL actually I wanted to put lose weight but I say that every year and I just don't do it hahahahaha so as long as I lead a healthy lifestyle, I will definitely lose weight right hehehehe. K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Be nicer to people I used to dislike!!!! I read my old posts and i realized I was really mean to this person. :-/ so yeaaaaah. Must. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do well for N levels and go sec 5!!!!! Must please, must. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pass maths!!!!!!!!!! Must pass maths!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Pass all subjects ah if can........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Get 6 points for N levels I don't even know what this means but I'm setting a target for myself I don't care hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Read 50 different storybooks!!!! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;8. I can't think omg..... Oh I know hahaha try to be less vulgar if can stop but don't force yourself la faizah it's okay to be vulgar sometimes hehehehehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Be less materialistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Save more money, spend less on unnecessary stuff hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Enjoy the friends and the family and everything else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la 11 resolutions for 2011. I can't do the same for wishes though lolol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishlist: &lt;br /&gt;1. MacBook &lt;br /&gt;2. MacBook&lt;br /&gt;3. MacBook &lt;br /&gt;4. MacBook&lt;br /&gt;5. Data plan &lt;br /&gt;6. Blackberry torch which is impossibleeeeee&lt;br /&gt;7. Ok la actually a new phone will do :) a Sony Ericsson one &lt;br /&gt;8. Good results &lt;br /&gt;9. New tuition teacher oops :X&lt;br /&gt;10. No more fights&lt;br /&gt;11. A new schoolbag preferably jansport&lt;br /&gt;12. Happy family&lt;br /&gt;13. Mom to get a new job her current one sucks......&lt;br /&gt;14. A nice birthday surprise celebration or something hehehe &lt;br /&gt;15. MacBook&lt;br /&gt;16. A new crumpler &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kkkkkkk I'm done hehehe I feel so accomplished I'm going to post another one something like a review of 2010 kkkkkkk :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-3623146376658591525?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/3623146376658591525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2011/01/cherish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3623146376658591525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3623146376658591525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2011/01/cherish.html' title='Cherish.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-5595928888820380707</id><published>2010-12-31T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T19:38:43.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back bitches.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HALU. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'M BACK BITCHES. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOLOL JK LA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hi blogger. How were you since I've been gone? I kindaf missed typing long wordy posts for ghosts to read you know. Hahaha. I was lazy and I was lazy and I was lazy. :) I'm sorry for betraying you but you were just too hard to handle. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2010 is endinggggg and I'm not spending my new year's eve night alone hahaha going dinner with Cheng and Ko soooooon. :) I just went there like in the afternoon with my sister and I'm going there again........... WOW. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2010 has been good. I've learnt alot of things from 2010 like studying actually results in good grades and happiness and satisfaction and i've learnt that eventhough things don't go as the way you planned it, you must always look at the brighter side of it. And I've realized alot of things k but I just can't think of them right now. LOL. I've learnt that telling the truth is like the most important thing everrrrr cause' if you keep lying, you'll just end up in shit. And even if the truth hurts and destroys everything in its path, you should just do it anyway. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2011, I hope you'll be an extraordinary year for me. Please make me strong. Please don't ruin it. Its a big year tomorrow, so please don't screw it up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll type out my wishlist and resolutions another time/day kkkkkkkkkkkkkkk~ ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love, me. ^.^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-5595928888820380707?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/5595928888820380707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-back-bitches.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5595928888820380707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5595928888820380707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-back-bitches.html' title='I&apos;m back bitches.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-2737122484065740257</id><published>2010-08-10T15:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T15:41:00.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WON'T BE ACTIVE @ BLOGGER ANYMORE. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIND ME SOMEWHERE ELSE. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIKE TWITTER OR TUMBLR OR FACEBOOK. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KTHXBAI. (: &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/3495087153322675928-2737122484065740257?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/2737122484065740257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/08/wont-be-active-blogger-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2737122484065740257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2737122484065740257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/08/wont-be-active-blogger-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-5311768520652494301</id><published>2010-07-09T19:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T19:18:53.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons why people say "Nothing" when asked "What's wrong?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(115, 114, 116); "&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Reasons why most people say “Nothing” when asked “What’s wrong?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;They don’t feel like explaining because they’re afraid you won’t understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;It’ll make them feel worse if they do because the subject is just being brought up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;They don’t know what’s wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Privacy / Personal space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Afraid of being judged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;They don’t want anyone worrying about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tired of hearing the lie that “It’ll be alright.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;its obviously about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;They just don’t want to talk about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-5311768520652494301?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/5311768520652494301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/07/reasons-why-people-say-nothing-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5311768520652494301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5311768520652494301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/07/reasons-why-people-say-nothing-when.html' title='Reasons why people say &quot;Nothing&quot; when asked &quot;What&apos;s wrong?&quot;'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-8979043578032313505</id><published>2010-06-24T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T20:57:50.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg last few days of holidays already!! ): How sad. So much has happened over the weeks/months since I blogged and I can't believe i've done ABSOLUTELY nothing during the holidays. I mean, nothing that made me improve myself in any way. I've been eating like crazy hahaha ever since I came back from Cambodia which I've yet to blog about. I found my blogging vibe again and I guess that's good right. The readers who keep coming back shouldn't be disappointed any further. I hope ya'll have been visiting my Tumblr though which isn't recently updated either but I'm working on it!! Hahaha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So hm, what have I been doing this holidays huh ? I've been watching Gossip Girl. Finishing season 2 already and I think I will most probably stop there since I already know whats gonna happen in the next season. Maybe I'll continue during the September holidays? Hm. Hahaha. There's loads coming up. Mega Concert, Sec 1 Induction, Teachers Day. OMG I hope I survive. Sucks to know that we're going back to school already eventhough I swear the holiday hasn't been productive/enjoyable. ): Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I've missed alot during that one week for when I was gone at Cambodia. Oh and I heard alot of drama happened. Hohoho. :D Well, my mom hasn't said anything about my results so I guess she's okay with it. Haha. So hm. I'm really tempted to jailbreak my iTouch but I don't think its safe. So should I or should I not? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gah my back hurts. Sorry for the randomness yeah. Oh wait!!! I suddenly remembered that I watched Karate Kid and Toy Story 3 this June. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Karate Kid was awesome. I mean, what movie isn't when you have the cutest Jaden Smith in China fighting some bully with Karate which he learnt from maintenance man Jackie Chan and that stupid cb of a coach from the stupid fighting dragons and wanted to break jaden's leg. HAHAHA CB COACH YOU FAILED CAUSE' HE WON THE MATCH WITH A BROKEN(almost) LEG ANYWAY. HAHAHA FAIL YOU FAIL. Yeah. Haha it was that awesome. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Toy Story 3 wasn't that awesome.... because the whole movie was so cliched and predictable. I mean, okay except for the last part that made me tear. :D Hahahaha. What!!! I bet I'm not the only one. Oh and I spilled popcorn all over the cinema floor while watching too. Plus I watched this Toy Story 3 in 3d WHICH was IRRITATING MAX!!! Because the damn glasses weren't like stable and will like, keep on dropping off your nose!!! Which was super irritating ok. I never want to watch another movie in 3d ever again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes. I guess my holidays have been kindaf not so boring. I am addicted to Gossip Girl, OH I FINISHED WATCHING 10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU. And I wanna buy glee albums when school reopen!! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I apologise for the randomness seriously. I don't know what's gotten into me lately. Dayum. Everyone's creating Twitter and Tumblr recently and what's with the  "Like this post and I'll write something I like about you" hahaha I think its interesting but I'm too lazy to do it. LOL. Alot of people have twitter nowadays!!! And Tumblr too!!! Hahahaha. Okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I don't think I have anything else to say. So byebye until the next time i blog. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: ITS COMING SOON. OMG I DIDN'T GIVE MUCH THOUGHT TO IT BUT ITS APPROACHING. HM I WONDER IF YOU REMEMBER. IF YOU DON'T ITS OKAY NVM BUT IF YOU DO I'M SCREWED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-8979043578032313505?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/8979043578032313505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/06/omg-last-few-days-of-holidays-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/8979043578032313505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/8979043578032313505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/06/omg-last-few-days-of-holidays-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-8733889073874980211</id><published>2010-06-15T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T12:31:19.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will fight til' forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;LIFE'S GOOD. &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/3495087153322675928-8733889073874980211?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/8733889073874980211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-will-fight-til-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/8733889073874980211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/8733889073874980211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-will-fight-til-forever.html' title='i will fight til&apos; forever.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-3249508778066362257</id><published>2010-06-01T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T15:01:13.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh dear God.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you honestly think you're the only one who've been through that? Have you ever ever thought that I've been through it too? And that I truly know how it feels to be bitched behind my back? To be abandoned by people I thought were my friends(at some point of time).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THINK ABOUT IT. &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/3495087153322675928-3249508778066362257?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/3249508778066362257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-dear-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3249508778066362257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3249508778066362257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-dear-god.html' title='Oh dear God.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-9057570284622428632</id><published>2010-05-19T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:09:29.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. Yez I'm backz tooz bloggingz. LOL irritating much. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M REALLY BORED. I'M ONLY BLOGGING BECAUSE I'M EXTREMELY BORED. AND SLEEPY BUT MOSTLY BORED. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got back our results today. Lets just say some of my things are gonna get confiscated and I'm most prolly changing my tuition teacher AGAIN due to my mom's bet thingy. I h8 my current one anyway so what the heck. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm leaving Singapore for good. I'm left with only like what, 4 days? Thats why I've been like hanging out with many people this week like Cheng Suan, Fith, Pei Lin, Annabelle Lee etc hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WATCHED THE LAST SONG ALREADY AND I SWEAR IT WAS FRIGGIN' AWESOME. I started crying halfway through the movie and there were 2 girls beside me and they kept staring at me while I was crying. I think they thought I couldn't see them or something. -.- Yeah anyway yes it was that awesome and I don't mind buying the original dvd. :) Go watch go watch! OH BUT THERE'S LIKE EXCESSIVE KISSING SCENES IN IT BUT IT WAS NICE CAUSE' THERE WAS LIAM HEMSWORTH THE OH SO GORGEOUS ONE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gah. Kick ass. Goodbye and sorry for the abrupt and random ending. HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-9057570284622428632?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/9057570284622428632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/9057570284622428632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/9057570284622428632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-1613254257325908525</id><published>2010-04-06T20:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T20:32:55.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Have you ever heard a song from so long ago with so many memories tied to it that it made you cry? and didn’t you wish that you could go back in time when everything was simpler and carefree? Those are the songs that are the soundtracks of our lives..the ones that bring back our childhoods, best friends, first love, first broken heart, and the memories.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-1613254257325908525?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/1613254257325908525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/04/have-you-ever-heard-song-from-so-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1613254257325908525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1613254257325908525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/04/have-you-ever-heard-song-from-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-1913367688864905559</id><published>2010-03-28T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T19:47:50.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I lost my blogging bug and I'm serious this time. &lt;div&gt;Tumblr is so much easier. Find me there. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll leave a link once I'm ready for people to see it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-1913367688864905559?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/1913367688864905559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-lost-my-blogging-bug-and-im-serious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1913367688864905559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1913367688864905559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-lost-my-blogging-bug-and-im-serious.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-2487006482821419765</id><published>2010-03-17T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T19:35:24.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>161. Rock paper scissors,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-2487006482821419765?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/2487006482821419765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/03/161-rock-paper-scissors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2487006482821419765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2487006482821419765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/03/161-rock-paper-scissors.html' title='161. Rock paper scissors,'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-398765405404050412</id><published>2010-03-12T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T22:16:21.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>160. I don't have a life, anymore.</title><content type='html'>Hi i don't have a life anymore but I do have a routine. :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday wake up, brush teeth, wear uniform, sleep for half an hour on the sofa, wear my shoes, walk to the bus stop, take 14, reach school, do homework, go through lessons, eat, pee, go for lessons somemore, after school go canteen, sit down, buy drink, do homework, laugh laugh laugh, take 14, walk home, take shower, study, watch tv, study, eat dinner, sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the cycle continues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's my life alright. Everyday is the same damned routine. But today is different because tomorrow is Temasek's Grand Carnival. :D I'm gonna advertise here eventhough everyone doesn't read this cause' its so dusty. *cough cough* Anywaaaay, anyone who's still reading this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COME TO TEMASEK'S GRAND CARNIVAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ITS TOMORROW!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FROM 10 TO 4 :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AT TEMASEK SECONDARY DUH!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;600 UPPER EAST COAST ROAD OKAY. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TAKE 14, 10, 229. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;if you get lost, too bad :P &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I have to take 4 jabs on Thursday for OCIP Cambodia. ): I am super scared. :S :S :S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I need moral support, anyone wanna follow? Hehehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm sorry for neglecting this blog but I truly don't have the time(or interest) anymore because sec3 life is so fcking packed/busy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And I have a Tumblr. Ask from me if you want it. (Y) Goodnight world, i'm going MIA.&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/3495087153322675928-398765405404050412?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/398765405404050412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/03/160-i-dont-have-life-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/398765405404050412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/398765405404050412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/03/160-i-dont-have-life-anymore.html' title='160. I don&apos;t have a life, anymore.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-6777117373737625990</id><published>2010-03-02T19:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T19:50:39.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>159. 40 kinds of sadness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://idareyoutoclickthis.tumblr.com/post/421877608/and-no-matter-what-no-matter-how-hard-its-going" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); position: relative; text-decoration: none; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(134, 133, 133); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(244, 240, 219); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“ And no matter what, no matter how hard it’s going to be, no matter how long it takes, I will be happy again. I will smile, I will laugh, I certainly will not cry. I refuse to continue crying over something as trivial, as silly as you. I will not let you get to me any longer. I will not allow myself to feel this way anymore, I refuse to let you hurt me any further. You will get what is coming to you. And when that happens, when you fall to the floor, when you reach out to me, just know I won’t be there. I won’t catch you. I won’t tell you it’s going to be all right. I won’t be there. Because you never were. I will not care for you; because you, you never did. ”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-6777117373737625990?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/6777117373737625990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/03/159-40-kinds-of-sadness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6777117373737625990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6777117373737625990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/03/159-40-kinds-of-sadness.html' title='159. 40 kinds of sadness'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-2816568094449805175</id><published>2010-02-24T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T20:56:30.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>158. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S4Uh55pe8UI/AAAAAAAAAPM/QSomJAnPfZQ/s1600-h/as-long-as-you-dont-swing-around-it-will-be-cool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S4Uh55pe8UI/AAAAAAAAAPM/QSomJAnPfZQ/s320/as-long-as-you-dont-swing-around-it-will-be-cool.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441793003358187842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-2816568094449805175?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/2816568094449805175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/02/158.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2816568094449805175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2816568094449805175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/02/158.html' title='158. :)'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S4Uh55pe8UI/AAAAAAAAAPM/QSomJAnPfZQ/s72-c/as-long-as-you-dont-swing-around-it-will-be-cool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-3256901260818666401</id><published>2010-02-21T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T22:17:33.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>157.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 25px; font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It hurts to say goodbye to a person you almost gave your life to, knowing that life without them won’t be the same. But it’s better to give up the feeling rather than fight, knowing that you’re the only one fighting.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&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/3495087153322675928-3256901260818666401?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/3256901260818666401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/02/157.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3256901260818666401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3256901260818666401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/02/157.html' title='157.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-12000511562365269</id><published>2010-02-21T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:26:24.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>156. fxck off.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'M GONNA MAKE THIS CRYSTAL CLEAR, ONCE AND FOR ALL. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You know what, she doesn't care anymore. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She's not that girl who used to be so fragile. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The one who used to break down often. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The one who was so naive and gullible. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She was but not anymore. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; For once, she won't give a damn on what you do or what you say. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause' you don't matter anymore. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Out of her life, sucker. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You can do whatever you want. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BECAUSE A PERSON LIKE YOU DON'T DESERVE THE TIME AND THOUGHTS OF A PERSON LIKE HER. GOT THAT, YOU PIECE OF SHIT ?!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(please do not ask me who this is referring to because its definitely not to you)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;p/s: whoever ate the chilli, shall taste the spicyness. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;--&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes i'm very moody and I need to rant about alot of stuff. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Need to start thinking straight again w/o all these irritating shitz.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But once I start ranting, alot of people's feelings would get hurt. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So I think I'd rather keep my rants within the four walls of my head. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tyvm. :o &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/3495087153322675928-12000511562365269?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/12000511562365269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/02/156-fxck-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/12000511562365269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/12000511562365269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/02/156-fxck-off.html' title='156. fxck off.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-2966614786608656954</id><published>2010-02-17T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:39:16.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>155. Moutains.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;Ten how’s:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;How did you get one of your scars?&lt;br /&gt;- Push-ups during P.E lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you celebrate your last birthday?&lt;br /&gt;- Cycling 52km in Pahang! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling at this moment?&lt;br /&gt;- Very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did your night go last night?&lt;br /&gt;- I spent the whole freaking night doing my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you do in high school?&lt;br /&gt;- Still. In. High school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you get the shirt you’re wearing?&lt;br /&gt;- Exco tee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you see your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;- Every single day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much money did you spend last month?&lt;br /&gt;- Hmm quite alot. X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old do you want to be when you get married?&lt;br /&gt;- When the right one comes along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old will you be at your next birthday?&lt;br /&gt;- awesome 16. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;Nine what’s:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mothers name?&lt;br /&gt;- Sharebah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do last weekend?&lt;br /&gt;- Collected angbaos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the most important part of your life?&lt;br /&gt;- Being generally happy and contented with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you rather be doing?&lt;br /&gt;- Having a nice time with my awesome friends. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you last cry over?&lt;br /&gt;- Stupid people and stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What always makes you feel better when you’re upset?&lt;br /&gt;- Crying it all out or talking about it with someone who understands. (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s the most important thing you look for in a significant other?&lt;br /&gt;- I haven't really thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you worried about?&lt;br /&gt;- My future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you have for breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;- Don't eat breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;Eight you’s:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever liked someone who had a girlfriend/boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had your heartbroken?&lt;br /&gt;- Perhaps yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been out of the country?&lt;br /&gt;- Mm hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever done something outrageously dumb?&lt;br /&gt;- Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been back stabbed by a friend?&lt;br /&gt;- Hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had sex on the beach?&lt;br /&gt;- OMG NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dated someone younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read an entire book in one day?&lt;br /&gt;- YESSSSSSSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seven who’s:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you saw?&lt;br /&gt;- Brotherr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you texted?&lt;br /&gt;- HAZIQ THE ONE WITH NO BALLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you hungout with?&lt;br /&gt;- Nadhirah, Dessy, Darlina, Farah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to call you?&lt;br /&gt;- Myraaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you last hug?&lt;br /&gt;- Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person who texted you?&lt;br /&gt;- Haziq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you said “I love you” to?&lt;br /&gt;- My girlfriends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;Six where’s:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does your best friend live?&lt;br /&gt;- Bedok/Tanjong Rhu(Kallang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you last go?&lt;br /&gt;- Parkway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you last hang out?&lt;br /&gt;- In the school canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go to school?&lt;br /&gt;- Temasek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your favorite place to be?&lt;br /&gt;- Anywhere comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;- On the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;Five do’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Do you like someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Sorta kindaf yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think anyone likes you?&lt;br /&gt;- Doubt so. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wish you were someone else?&lt;br /&gt;- Sometimes yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know the muffin man?&lt;br /&gt;- Uh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the future scare you?&lt;br /&gt;- Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;Four why’s: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you best friends with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;- Cause' I can't go as crazy as I am when I'm not with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have a blog ?&lt;br /&gt;- Idk. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did your parents give you the name you have?&lt;br /&gt;- OMG WHY ARE ALL THE QUESTIONS SO DIFFICULT IN THIS SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you doing this survey?&lt;br /&gt;-Because I'm bored bored bored, because i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;Three if’s:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could have one super power what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- Reading people's mind/ Mind-manipulating MUAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could go back in time and change one thing, would you?&lt;br /&gt;- Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were stranded on a deserted island and could bring 1 thing, what would you bring?&lt;br /&gt;- A handphone-ipod-laptop-food-drinks-friends-slave-money-television-cabletv-food-food-shelter-bed-mansion-thingy, all built in one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;Two would-you-ever’s:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Would you ever get back together with any of your ex’s if they asked you?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever shave your head to save someone you love?&lt;br /&gt;- If its someone I really really truly love, then yes. I can always get a wig. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One last question:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Are you happy with your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-2966614786608656954?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/2966614786608656954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/02/155-moutains.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2966614786608656954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2966614786608656954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/02/155-moutains.html' title='155. Moutains.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-4435398254138128651</id><published>2010-02-16T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:53:30.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>154. Reminisce.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S3qYynyeP_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/TE0mVa4UkBc/s1600-h/DSC02391.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S3qYynyeP_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/TE0mVa4UkBc/s320/DSC02391.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438827495444856818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I &lt;i&gt;MISS&lt;/i&gt; THIS. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&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/3495087153322675928-4435398254138128651?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/4435398254138128651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/02/154-reminisce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/4435398254138128651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/4435398254138128651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/02/154-reminisce.html' title='154. Reminisce.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S3qYynyeP_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/TE0mVa4UkBc/s72-c/DSC02391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-6871534022735150913</id><published>2010-02-12T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T21:34:47.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>153. Something to think about.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place in the closet. She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully. Three times, even the total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes. Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way six blocks to Rexall’s Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door. She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention, but he was too busy at this moment. Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good. Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged in on the glass counter. That did it! ‘And what do you want?’ the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone. ‘I’m talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven’t seen in ages,’ he said without waiting for a reply to his question. ‘Well, I want to talk to you about my brother,’ Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone. ‘He’s really, really sick…and I want to buy a miracle.’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said the pharmacist.. ‘His name is Andrew, and he has something bad growing inside his head, and my daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a miracle cost?’ ‘We don’t sell miracles here, little girl. I’m sorry but I can’t help you,’ the pharmacist said, softening a little. ‘Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn’t enough, I will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs.’ The pharmacist’s brother was a well-dressed man. He stooped down and asked the little girl, ‘What kind of miracle does your brother need?’ ‘I don’t know,’ Tess replied with her eyes welling up. ‘I justknow he’s really sick, and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my daddy can’t pay for it, so I want to use my money.’ ‘How much do you have?’ asked the man from Chicago. ‘One dollar and 11 cents,’ Tess answered barely audibly. ‘And it’s all the money I have, but I can get some more if I need to.’ ‘Well, what a coincidence,’ smiled the man. ‘A dollar and 11 cents, the exact price for a miracle for little brother.’ He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her mitten and said ‘Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents. Let’s see if I have the miracle you need.’ That well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon, specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation was completed free of charge, and it wasn’t long until Andrew was home again and doing well. Mom and Dad were happily talking about the chain of events that had led them to this place. ‘That surgery,’ her Mom whispered. ‘was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost?’ Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost — one dollar and 11 cents — plus the faith of a little child. In our lives, we never know how many miracles we will need. A miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the operation of a higher law. I know you’ll keep the ball moving! Here it goes. Throw it back to someone who means something to you! A ball is a circle, no beginning, no end. It keeps us together like our Circle of Friends. But the treasure inside for you to see is the treasure of friendship you’ve granted to me. Today, I pass the friendship ball to you. Pass it on to someone who is a friend to you. Why, you may ask? Because you’re my friend. Signed: GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Ttlly made my day~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3495087153322675928-6871534022735150913?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/6871534022735150913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/02/153-something-to-think-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6871534022735150913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6871534022735150913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/02/153-something-to-think-about.html' title='153. Something to think about.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-394347837231420061</id><published>2010-02-12T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T21:15:19.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>152. Hi how's life w/o me? :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I hope your life sucks. Best wishes. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I bet karma is spanking you on your butt right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Serve you right, b!tch. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I did something nice to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;amp;you couldn't even say thank you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Omg you're a monster now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Why did time change you? :/ &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/3495087153322675928-394347837231420061?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/394347837231420061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/02/152-hi-hows-life-wo-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/394347837231420061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/394347837231420061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/02/152-hi-hows-life-wo-me.html' title='152. Hi how&apos;s life w/o me? :)'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-2998743254932419633</id><published>2010-02-07T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:14:29.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>151. Busy as a bee.</title><content type='html'>Hi. I'm sorry for letting this rot but the week's been busy. Ah. I've lost interest in blogging and i'm only updating my tumblr which pictures that depict how I feel. I don't think i'm ready to tell the whole world my tumblr url though, its just too open. Sigh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week has been up and downs for me. One day its good and the other sucks. :/ What can I say? I've been moody and pissed and cranky most of the time, and Thursday was when I was very high. :) Did the Laos interview, was the 4th person!! Scary shit. And I'm not confident that i'll get in. :/ 94+ went for the interview, what makes you think I stand a chance man. Haiyo. Die die die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really have no idea why but 2010 seems to be better than 2009. In some ways. Heh. Yay for 2010 ay?  I'm so scared for the results tomorrow. ): I can just imagine myself, texting my mom, informing her I didn't get in so yeah. I'm prepared for the worst. :) I'm so sleepy. And yknw what! Okay so Monday is not so bad and Tuesday too. But when Wednesday arrives, we have PE and PE is so muthafreaking tiring and makes my body ache until Thursday. And Thursday is heavy bag day and my body is alreading aching from PE yesterday and my heavy bag makes it even worse. So then comes Friday and i'm so shagged I sleep like a log. Sigh. Waking up from bed everyday is like a challenge, gah. I want to sleep. POA makes me sleepy. O: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DARLINA IF YOU READ THIS PLEASE UPLOAD THE VIDEO I WANNA WATCH I NEED TO LAUGH!! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay baibai. See you next week, stay tuned. :D And I was planning to blog everything in malay but nah, that'll be too hilarious and embarassing at the same time. Goodnight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-2998743254932419633?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/2998743254932419633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/02/151-busy-as-bee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2998743254932419633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2998743254932419633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/02/151-busy-as-bee.html' title='151. Busy as a bee.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-1337250671246662217</id><published>2010-01-30T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T20:39:57.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>150.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S2QoigdIAYI/AAAAAAAAAO8/eK9tBn-8MnQ/s1600-h/tumblr_kwq5zbCnsl1qzyrwvo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S2QoigdIAYI/AAAAAAAAAO8/eK9tBn-8MnQ/s320/tumblr_kwq5zbCnsl1qzyrwvo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432511623808418178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-1337250671246662217?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/1337250671246662217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/150.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1337250671246662217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1337250671246662217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/150.html' title='150.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S2QoigdIAYI/AAAAAAAAAO8/eK9tBn-8MnQ/s72-c/tumblr_kwq5zbCnsl1qzyrwvo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-8516345139257665467</id><published>2010-01-23T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T20:17:25.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>149. Ready for everything.</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry but I'm just so tired &amp;amp; overwhelmed by what's happening around me. &lt;div&gt;Everything's screwed. Goodbye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-8516345139257665467?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/8516345139257665467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/149-ready-for-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/8516345139257665467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/8516345139257665467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/149-ready-for-everything.html' title='149. Ready for everything.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-5833377896991970462</id><published>2010-01-22T16:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T17:48:37.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>148. Its like you're not you anymore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I feel so goddamn weird now luh! I dunno why, its like a very nostalgic and sad feeling inside. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-5833377896991970462?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/5833377896991970462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/148-its-like-youre-not-you-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5833377896991970462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5833377896991970462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/148-its-like-youre-not-you-anymore.html' title='148. Its like you&apos;re not you anymore.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-6395932934232489904</id><published>2010-01-17T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:47:04.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>147. Fifteen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1Mhwc_VutI/AAAAAAAAAO0/yMD3Z2cY9Bg/s1600-h/DSC03100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1Mhwc_VutI/AAAAAAAAAO0/yMD3Z2cY9Bg/s320/DSC03100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427719092210875090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1MhwHA93pI/AAAAAAAAAOs/oTfx1cwD8rM/s1600-h/DSC03099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1MhwHA93pI/AAAAAAAAAOs/oTfx1cwD8rM/s320/DSC03099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427719086312119954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1Mhvr3OexI/AAAAAAAAAOk/mR2BMLyBZac/s1600-h/DSC03098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1Mhvr3OexI/AAAAAAAAAOk/mR2BMLyBZac/s320/DSC03098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427719079023508242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1MhvXNtqhI/AAAAAAAAAOc/7RHiehG18nw/s1600-h/DSC03097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1MhvXNtqhI/AAAAAAAAAOc/7RHiehG18nw/s320/DSC03097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427719073480682002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1Mhu4PWqBI/AAAAAAAAAOU/2sHVYRQGZes/s1600-h/DSC03096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1Mhu4PWqBI/AAAAAAAAAOU/2sHVYRQGZes/s320/DSC03096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427719065166063634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1MfGPXbwfI/AAAAAAAAAOM/f4ZOti5-ds4/s1600-h/DSC03095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1MfGPXbwfI/AAAAAAAAAOM/f4ZOti5-ds4/s320/DSC03095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427716167976075762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1MfFpKASkI/AAAAAAAAAOE/pX1xmqshsSk/s1600-h/DSC03094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1MfFpKASkI/AAAAAAAAAOE/pX1xmqshsSk/s320/DSC03094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427716157719202370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1MfFdK7jkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/3Xy8z21HhbY/s1600-h/DSC03089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1MfFdK7jkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/3Xy8z21HhbY/s320/DSC03089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427716154501860930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1MfE6djHPI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ryon9cpap4k/s1600-h/DSC03093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1MfE6djHPI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ryon9cpap4k/s320/DSC03093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427716145184709874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1MfEXUSfkI/AAAAAAAAANs/PyDHWY5EKBA/s1600-h/DSC03092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1MfEXUSfkI/AAAAAAAAANs/PyDHWY5EKBA/s320/DSC03092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427716135750630978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;luvly night. (L) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;15 sure is a happy number. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-6395932934232489904?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/6395932934232489904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/147-fifteen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6395932934232489904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6395932934232489904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/147-fifteen.html' title='147. Fifteen.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S1Mhwc_VutI/AAAAAAAAAO0/yMD3Z2cY9Bg/s72-c/DSC03100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-8787365162739849088</id><published>2010-01-17T13:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T13:54:14.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>146. Forgot</title><content type='html'>I forgot to blog about playing on the foozball machine in school until I went crazy over it.&lt;br /&gt;Its addictive hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-8787365162739849088?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/8787365162739849088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/146-forgot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/8787365162739849088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/8787365162739849088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/146-forgot.html' title='146. Forgot'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-3677396118276930344</id><published>2010-01-17T12:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T13:48:02.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>145. Sitting here, turning minutes into hours.</title><content type='html'>Hey. I'm infinitely happy + excited + sad + not really looking forward + dreadful. Hahahahaha. Anyway, today's my last day in Sg before I go off to Pahang for the (scary) resilience camp tomorrow. Damn. Hmm. This week's been awesome. Especially Friday! (L) Eventhough I got tons of homework on friday and need to hand them in on Monday when I come back from Pahang. :) Never get a break. So anyway, the best thing happened on Friday! :D :D :D The councillors gave me a very pleasant surprise. Cause' like since we'll all like, separated(Singapore and Pahang) on my birthday, they gave me a little something. My buddy gave me a husky puppet thingy, cause' that day, in the bus, she sat beside me and I saw a husky and I said its nice hahah so I guess that's where she got the idea of that cute husky puppet thingy? Hahaha. Yeah I loved the pressie from the councillors and my buddy luh. :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU MYRA, REBECCA, SHARON, TIMOTHY, VIVEK, KEITH, SHAWN, SHERWEINE, VANESSA, ANNABELLE JR, MELODY, SHARMANE, CHARLENE, NAUFAL &amp;amp; SHUEN-ZHI! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, yeah. I'm supposed to be doing homework right now so that when I come back next week, I won't be too busy. Gosh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday was nice too. PMP was fun. As always. Ah damn I dunno what else to say. But I know how to end this blogpost! :D :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GOING AWAY FROM 18 TO 22 JANUARY 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoping to come back Faster, Higher and Stronger than before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I'll definitely be 15 by then! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay bye love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/3495087153322675928-3677396118276930344?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/3677396118276930344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/145-sitting-here-turning-minutes-into.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3677396118276930344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3677396118276930344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/145-sitting-here-turning-minutes-into.html' title='145. Sitting here, turning minutes into hours.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-4882584784488234108</id><published>2010-01-12T14:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T14:37:24.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>144. You &amp; Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;I've practiced this for hours, gone round and round&lt;br /&gt;And now I think that I've got it all down&lt;br /&gt;And as I say it louder I love how it sounds&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm not taking the easy way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not wrapping this in ribbons&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't have to give a reason why...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no surprise I won't be here tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that I stayed till today&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you and I will be a tough act to follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I know in time we'll find this was no surprise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It came out like a river once I let it out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I thought that I wouldn't know how&lt;br /&gt;Held onto it forever just pushing it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Felt so good to let go of it now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wrapping this in ribbons&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't have to give a reason why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's no surprise I won't be here tomorrow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that I stayed till today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;There's nothing here in this heart left to borrow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;There's nothing here in this soul left to say&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't be surprised when we hate this tomorrow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God know we tried to find an easier way&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you and I will be a tough act to follow&lt;br /&gt;But I know in time we'll find this was no surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our favorite place we used to go&lt;br /&gt;The warm embrace that no one knows&lt;br /&gt;The loving look that's left your eyes&lt;br /&gt;That's why this comes as no, as no surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I could see the future and how this plays out&lt;br /&gt;I bet it's better than where we are now&lt;br /&gt;But after going through this, it's easier to see the reason why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no surprise I won't be here tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that I stayed till today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeah you and I will be a tough act to follow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know in time we'll find this was no surprise&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/3495087153322675928-4882584784488234108?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/4882584784488234108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/144-loveeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/4882584784488234108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/4882584784488234108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/144-loveeee.html' title='144. You &amp; Me.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-5313711750789874525</id><published>2010-01-12T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T14:14:40.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>143.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S0wTQ1cUiaI/AAAAAAAAANk/-sb_n2mgcqk/s1600-h/tumblr_kvyhjs6ntl1qatyd2o1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 373px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S0wTQ1cUiaI/AAAAAAAAANk/-sb_n2mgcqk/s400/tumblr_kvyhjs6ntl1qatyd2o1_400.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425732831019305378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-5313711750789874525?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/5313711750789874525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/143.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5313711750789874525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5313711750789874525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/143.html' title='143.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/S0wTQ1cUiaI/AAAAAAAAANk/-sb_n2mgcqk/s72-c/tumblr_kvyhjs6ntl1qatyd2o1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-6206106101036518007</id><published>2010-01-12T12:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T14:03:21.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>142. No suprise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;TEMASEKIANS GOT NO SCHOOL TODAY. CAN YOU FEEL MY HAPPINESS? HEHE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hey okay. So yeah got no school today. :) Why? Cause' O level results were great yay. :D Thank you seniors and congratulations! :D :D :D I bet everyone's taking today as an opportunity to finish all your holiday homework right! Hahaha thank God I finished mine during the ACTUAL holidays. Heeh. :) So hmm, 6 more days to Pahang. I'm not rlly looking forward but I guess its supposed to be like that right? Sigh. I bought the haversack and track pants and track shoes already, just need sandals. ): I can't find sandals that are comfy, CHEAP and nice. ): ): ): School's getting quite fun haha, can't rlly get my focus these days. No idea why. Have got loads of things to do.. I guess I have to manage my time properly.. Ohmygosh I have no idea what else to say. PMP and CCA orientation on Saturday was v. fun. Sad that Shawn couldn't come along. ): Went to buy my camp stuffs on Saturday too! :D The place was so bloody far, luckily we took a cab if not, cnfrm get lost one hahaha. Then uh, CCA orientation was awesome too! 80+ people interested in photography club! Whoo. Hahahah. Too bad we're only taking in a few.. Hahaha. So hm what else ay. Oh Sunday I went to Giant Tampines. Bought tons of sweets and cup noodles. :D :D :D Ah crap I have nothing else to say. And I think this post is very random.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;OH AND GUESS WHAT! I'LL BE CYCLING 52KM ON MY BIRTHDAY. HOW "GREAT". ):&lt;/span&gt;&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/3495087153322675928-6206106101036518007?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/6206106101036518007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/142-no-suprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6206106101036518007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6206106101036518007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/142-no-suprise.html' title='142. No suprise.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-5336152758680329304</id><published>2010-01-09T19:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T21:10:34.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>141. You're already gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-large;"&gt;MIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;school's taking up alotta my time &amp;amp; mom said only to use th laptop during weekends. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;been coming home late alot so got no time to use laptop also luh hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;------ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;School's been okay. :) Uh everyday coming back late due to sec1 orientation, which practically sucks cause' i had to push all my tuition to next week. Hmm what else eh? Oh my classes are split. Even number, odd number. I'm an even, so i'm super mobile and i have to move around during school hours. Up down left right. Sucks especially when its Thursday. Hahaha. I rlly have nothing much to say!! Ah been very moody/grumpy nowadays. Gah. And sleepy and tired and everything luh!! Irritating. I like my teachers except for maths. :/ The rest seems okay. Hahaha malay teacher seems nice but i'm like abit scared of her. I scared like, my malay is not up to her standards.. Cause' yknow my malay is like DAMN shitty. Hahahaha. English is usually in the first periods of school and its not good cause' i'm sleepy in the morning and can't think straight. Okay really i can't think of anything to say anymore!! Okay g'night people. I'm supposed to be off the computer like 2 minutes ago hahaha kthxbye! Luvvvvs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;11 days, 11 days~  &lt;/span&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/3495087153322675928-5336152758680329304?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/5336152758680329304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/141-youre-already-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5336152758680329304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5336152758680329304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/141-youre-already-gone.html' title='141. You&apos;re already gone.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-6855253682592915692</id><published>2010-01-03T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:50:24.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>140. First angry post of 2010.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;WHEN I SAY I DON'T CARE, I FRIGGIN' MEAN IT. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-6855253682592915692?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/6855253682592915692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/140-first-angry-post-of-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6855253682592915692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6855253682592915692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/140-first-angry-post-of-2010.html' title='140. First angry post of 2010.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-7970430050888700951</id><published>2010-01-03T16:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T16:10:49.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>139. First post of 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; line-height: 18px; font-family:Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;Month One. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hi Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;I am only 3/4 of an inch long,&lt;br /&gt;But I have all my organs.&lt;br /&gt;I love the sound of your voice.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I hear it,&lt;br /&gt;I wave my arms and legs.&lt;br /&gt;The sound of your heart beat&lt;br /&gt;Is my favorite lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Month Two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy,&lt;br /&gt;Today I learned how to suck my thumb.&lt;br /&gt;If you could see me&lt;br /&gt;You could definitely tell that I am a baby.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not big enough to survive outside my home though.&lt;br /&gt;It is so nice and warm in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Month Three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what Mommy,&lt;br /&gt;I’m a girl!&lt;br /&gt;I hope that makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;I always want you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like it when you cry.&lt;br /&gt;You sound so sad.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me sad too,&lt;br /&gt;And I cry with you even though&lt;br /&gt;You can’t hear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Month Four. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy,&lt;br /&gt;My hair is starting to grow.&lt;br /&gt;It is very short and fine&lt;br /&gt;But I will have a lot of it.&lt;br /&gt;I spend a lot of my time exercising.&lt;br /&gt;I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes&lt;br /&gt;And stretch my arms and legs.&lt;br /&gt;I am becoming quite good at it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Month Five. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You went to the doctor today.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, he lied to you.&lt;br /&gt;He said that I’m not a baby.&lt;br /&gt;I am a baby, Mommy, your baby.&lt;br /&gt;I think and feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mommy, what’s abortion? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Month Six. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;I can hear that doctor again.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like him.&lt;br /&gt;He seems cold and heartless.&lt;br /&gt;Something is intruding my home.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor called it a needle.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy what is it? It burns!&lt;br /&gt;Please make him stop!&lt;br /&gt;I can’t get away from it!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy! Help me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Month Seven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mommy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am in Allah’s arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He is holding me.&lt;br /&gt;He told me about abortion.&lt;br /&gt;Why didn’t you want me, Mommy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Every abortion is just…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more heart that was stopped.&lt;br /&gt;Two more eyes that will never see.&lt;br /&gt;Two more hands that will never touch.&lt;br /&gt;Two more legs that will never run.&lt;br /&gt;One more mouth that will never speak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-7970430050888700951?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/7970430050888700951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/139-first-post-of-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7970430050888700951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7970430050888700951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2010/01/139-first-post-of-2010.html' title='139. First post of 2010!'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-2043594474480995224</id><published>2009-12-31T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:21:45.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>138. Last post for 2009. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SzyzOh27hPI/AAAAAAAAANc/5RycTkYU9e4/s1600-h/tumblr_kv1xf03qYv1qaz1gao1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SzyzOh27hPI/AAAAAAAAANc/5RycTkYU9e4/s400/tumblr_kv1xf03qYv1qaz1gao1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421405113635538162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eh alamak the on top picture is supposed to be animated. ): But its not working on blogger. Ah hell. Okay g'bye now I want to shit. HAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-2043594474480995224?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/2043594474480995224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/138-last-post-for-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2043594474480995224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2043594474480995224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/138-last-post-for-2009.html' title='138. Last post for 2009. (:'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SzyzOh27hPI/AAAAAAAAANc/5RycTkYU9e4/s72-c/tumblr_kv1xf03qYv1qaz1gao1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-4335086542996394177</id><published>2009-12-31T20:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:37:10.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>137. All the best.</title><content type='html'>Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii today is the last day of 2009! Can you believe that?! Well I spent today with Dessy and Kai Chong. :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met Dessy at 11+ at Bedok Macs with my (heavy) laptop. Passed her belated birthday present to her and I hope she liked it. :D Yeah ate then chit chat chit chat. Then at around 2+, Kai Chong came and we discussed cca stuff. Yeah then after that, we went to sfogszero.com to read scary stories about schools. O: After which, I ate McSpicy and Kai Chong started taking pictures with my camera of Dessy laughing and all. Got alot of unglams of myself too. -.- After that, we played around with the webcam hahaha we had a good time laughing hahaha. Then we talk talk and then at around 5+ Kai Chong went home. Me and Dessy started to do nothing hahahaha. Just like stare at each other and talk hahaha. Damn funny. Then I wanted to pee but I don't like the macdonalds toilet, so packed and walked towards the library. Which was bloody closed. So we walked back to macdonalds but our seats were taken by this fat lady so we waited til' this couple went off then we sat at their place. Hmm then we talked and talked and did abit of maths. We packed again then went to Edo Sushi to buy sushi! Handrolls (L). Sat down at the side there, then talk with Dessy again. HAHAHA our legs were damn cram. HAHAHAHAHA and we counted a total of 25/26/27/28/29 people wearing hot pants. We also predicted that all those people were going to countdown at Marina Bay. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we went out to do homework but in the end, not much homework was actually done so hahahaha. Screw homework man. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay now for my new year resolutions: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(my last year resolutions taken from my lj)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 16px;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt; New Year Resolutions for 2009 (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: decimal-leading-zero; list-style-position: inside; list-style-image: initial; text-align: left; "&gt;Become fitter. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: decimal-leading-zero; list-style-position: inside; list-style-image: initial; text-align: left; "&gt;OMG lose alotta weight. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: decimal-leading-zero; list-style-position: inside; list-style-image: initial; text-align: left; "&gt;Top 10 in Class for MYE &amp;amp; EOY.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: decimal-leading-zero; list-style-position: inside; list-style-image: initial; text-align: left; "&gt;Council Exco. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: decimal-leading-zero; list-style-position: inside; list-style-image: initial; text-align: left; "&gt;Not to drop in studies. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: decimal-leading-zero; list-style-position: inside; list-style-image: initial; text-align: left; "&gt;Everlasting friendshipppppppp.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: decimal-leading-zero; list-style-position: inside; list-style-image: initial; text-align: left; "&gt;Be a better person. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: decimal-leading-zero; list-style-position: inside; list-style-image: initial; text-align: left; "&gt;More bonding/getting to know seniors more. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: decimal-leading-zero; list-style-position: inside; list-style-image: initial; text-align: left; "&gt;Save $$$.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: decimal-leading-zero; list-style-position: inside; list-style-image: initial; text-align: left; "&gt;Buck up super super fast. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: decimal-leading-zero; list-style-position: inside; list-style-image: initial; text-align: left; "&gt;Be a good sister/daughter/cousin/friend/bestfriend/s&lt;wbr&gt;enior/junior. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: decimal-leading-zero; list-style-position: inside; list-style-image: initial; text-align: left; "&gt;Become very super attentive in class. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: decimal-leading-zero; list-style-position: inside; list-style-image: initial; text-align: left; "&gt;Cycle more often(Now that I can, like finally.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: decimal-leading-zero; list-style-position: inside; list-style-image: initial; text-align: left; "&gt;Become a much more nicer person. Heh. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: decimal-leading-zero; list-style-position: inside; list-style-image: initial; text-align: left; "&gt;Study moreeeeeeeeeeee ! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: decimal-leading-zero; list-style-position: inside; list-style-image: initial; text-align: left; "&gt;Less TV, playing, laptop. ): &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: decimal-leading-zero; list-style-position: inside; list-style-image: initial; text-align: left; "&gt;Spend less $$. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: decimal-leading-zero; list-style-position: inside; list-style-image: initial; text-align: left; "&gt;Spend more time with primary school peeps such as Nur Diyana Bte Abdul Hadi &amp;amp; Irni Natasha Bte Mohd Faisal. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;How about next year's huh? I've got alot of things to improve on. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Be better. (must)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Get back home by 5.30 - 6.30 every day except cca day. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Try to stop bitching (I said try. ;] ) &lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" border="0" class="gl_align_center" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;Save kachingggggg$. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Lose weight(every year also say, in the end... ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Be more daring. Heeh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Be more responsible too. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Grow taller duh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Stop hating. (people esp. ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Top 15 in MYE &amp;amp; EOY. (ya i drop my expectation haha) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;To do well for all tests/exams and shit like that. (i made a bet with my mom) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;reduce my wants for materialistic things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;NO more fights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;No more shit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Forget you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Be nicer towards everyone :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Neater &amp;amp; more organized. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Stop wasting money on useless things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Resist my temptations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;To try stop being so vulgar hahahaha. (i said try!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Peace, love and happiness for 2010 and forever and ever. n_n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/3495087153322675928-4335086542996394177?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/4335086542996394177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/137-all-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/4335086542996394177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/4335086542996394177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/137-all-best.html' title='137. All the best.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-912256678080196815</id><published>2009-12-30T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:02:23.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>136. So cute.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1926703&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" width="480" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" quality="best" value="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1926703&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1926703&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="480" height="360" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding:5px 0; text-align:center; width:480px;"&gt;See more &lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/videos"&gt;funny videos&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/pictures"&gt;funny pictures&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/"&gt;CollegeHumor&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding:5px 0; text-align:center; width:480px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding:5px 0; text-align:center; width:480px;"&gt;Cutest lil' thing ever &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-912256678080196815?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/912256678080196815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/136-so-cute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/912256678080196815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/912256678080196815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/136-so-cute.html' title='136. So cute.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-3451039629325212841</id><published>2009-12-30T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T19:04:00.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>135. Ironic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 24px; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;If you love someone, put a circle around their name instead of a heart because as pretty as it looks, hearts ♥ can be broken but circles go on forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:6;color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/3495087153322675928-3451039629325212841?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/3451039629325212841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/135-ironic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3451039629325212841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3451039629325212841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/135-ironic.html' title='135. Ironic.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-2652718980689264643</id><published>2009-12-29T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:52:07.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>135. Grr.</title><content type='html'>This was supposed to be a rant post. But changed my mind. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;URGH SO IRRITATING LA. No luh not you. Why can't you just mind your own business huh!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Sherweine, if you're reading this, I totally know how you feel. Your latest blog post. :D :D :D Cheer up girl. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-2652718980689264643?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/2652718980689264643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/135-grr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2652718980689264643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2652718980689264643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/135-grr.html' title='135. Grr.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-4114703071113432455</id><published>2009-12-29T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:46:49.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>134.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SzoV2J-mgJI/AAAAAAAAANU/MGBwqpbRGe8/s1600-h/DSC02863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SzoV2J-mgJI/AAAAAAAAANU/MGBwqpbRGe8/s320/DSC02863.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420669121629421714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I WANT THIS RIGHT NOW. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TOO BAD ITS ONLY AT BATAM. &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/3495087153322675928-4114703071113432455?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/4114703071113432455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/134.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/4114703071113432455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/4114703071113432455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/134.html' title='134.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SzoV2J-mgJI/AAAAAAAAANU/MGBwqpbRGe8/s72-c/DSC02863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-9007478256271129711</id><published>2009-12-29T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T21:26:41.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>133. i y d w m t j s i t m y y i g.</title><content type='html'>Hi just came back from the hospital. &lt;div&gt;Osalli got into an accident with a lorry. :O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was having tuition at home at about 1+ then Irni called me like a million times but I had to reject cause' I was having tuition. So yeah texted her and she told me. After tuition ended, I called her and asked. I went down to Changi Hospital to meet them luh then it took a really long time cause' alot of people were going into the ward to see Osalli so I think we were the last batch. After that, ate at Qiji the laksa. Yummy. Talk talk then went to see Osalli. His face was like swollen? O: And he looked really different. Yeah after that, went down to the fish pond which followed by going home. Reached home at about 8.40 + ? Bathed and now i'm blogging. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had tuition with a new tutor today. Ex-temasekian. And she's really nice and pretty. She's very funny too. Started on sec3 maths and abit of touching up for the bloody algebra. Headache sia maths. I really can't wait for school to reopen but I don't want to hand in the stupid homework!! ): Or have any tests. Heeehee. Okay so yeah now I'm bored. I want to watch Alvin and The Chipmunks 2. ): ): ): Okay me gonna eat now. G'bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For once, I don't give a shit anymore. Really. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-9007478256271129711?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/9007478256271129711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/133-i-y-d-w-m-t-j-s-i-t-m-y-y-i-g.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/9007478256271129711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/9007478256271129711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/133-i-y-d-w-m-t-j-s-i-t-m-y-y-i-g.html' title='133. i y d w m t j s i t m y y i g.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-5536224424571383476</id><published>2009-12-28T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:41:01.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>132. Last before goodnight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SzjDdmaWp6I/AAAAAAAAANM/4ZMKiZmLKBU/s1600-h/tumblr_kuutu4mBJT1qzw0h4o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SzjDdmaWp6I/AAAAAAAAANM/4ZMKiZmLKBU/s400/tumblr_kuutu4mBJT1qzw0h4o1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420297064835098530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-5536224424571383476?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/5536224424571383476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/132-last-before-goodnight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5536224424571383476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5536224424571383476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/132-last-before-goodnight.html' title='132. Last before goodnight.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SzjDdmaWp6I/AAAAAAAAANM/4ZMKiZmLKBU/s72-c/tumblr_kuutu4mBJT1qzw0h4o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-2703451612089198312</id><published>2009-12-28T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:38:49.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>131.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SzjC89ykZII/AAAAAAAAAM8/bnC4pLplbOg/s1600-h/tumblr_kurpo0qau31qzwolho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SzjC89ykZII/AAAAAAAAAM8/bnC4pLplbOg/s400/tumblr_kurpo0qau31qzwolho1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420296504174994562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-2703451612089198312?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/2703451612089198312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/131.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2703451612089198312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2703451612089198312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/131.html' title='131.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SzjC89ykZII/AAAAAAAAAM8/bnC4pLplbOg/s72-c/tumblr_kurpo0qau31qzwolho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-5870418244336707158</id><published>2009-12-28T22:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:46:19.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>130. Finally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess this was what I wanted. I hope I made the right decision. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you enjoy life as much as you can. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess all good things really do come to an end huh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&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;br /&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;br /&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;br /&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Its just like a war. &lt;/span&gt;  :/ &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-5870418244336707158?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/5870418244336707158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/130-finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5870418244336707158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5870418244336707158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/130-finally.html' title='130. Finally.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-7499025686319954999</id><published>2009-12-28T22:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:47:40.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>129. Irritating piece of shit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is just so fucked up, yknow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Thanks for ruining my mood. Thanks a bloody lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-7499025686319954999?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/7499025686319954999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/129-kaninababishitzxs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7499025686319954999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7499025686319954999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/129-kaninababishitzxs.html' title='129. Irritating piece of shit.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-5725020744540676838</id><published>2009-12-28T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:06:26.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>128. Here we freaking GO again.</title><content type='html'>UGH I WON'T GIVE A SHIT ANYMORE SRSLY. &lt;div&gt;ITS PISSING ME OFF. GETTING ON MY NERVES. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UGH PEOPLE LIKE YOU SHOULD JUST DIE AND BURN IN HELL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOD CAN YOU PLEASE STOP IT. ARGH. Fuck it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-5725020744540676838?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/5725020744540676838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/128-here-we-freaking-go-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5725020744540676838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5725020744540676838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/128-here-we-freaking-go-again.html' title='128. Here we freaking GO again.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-7692256430955842276</id><published>2009-12-27T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T19:47:04.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>123. Thank God.</title><content type='html'>Friday's gonna be 010110. Yay or Nay? Hmm 2009 has been a rollercoaster ride for me. Had alot of ups and downs. So I guess its a good thing the year's finally ending. 2009 passed like super shit fast but its better that way. I hope 2010 will be a better and awesome-r year for me and the people around me, of course. (L) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember this:                                        &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;  28 more days ~&lt;/span&gt; (hehehehehe) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-7692256430955842276?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/7692256430955842276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/123-thank-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7692256430955842276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7692256430955842276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/123-thank-god.html' title='123. Thank God.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-2893868239956426604</id><published>2009-12-24T17:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T18:42:04.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>122. I'm sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SzM65aoAl9I/AAAAAAAAAM0/hgPu5H2rDhM/s1600-h/tumblr_kuhpjuePcC1qa1ae2o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SzM65aoAl9I/AAAAAAAAAM0/hgPu5H2rDhM/s400/tumblr_kuhpjuePcC1qa1ae2o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418739534730926034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-2893868239956426604?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/2893868239956426604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/123-im-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2893868239956426604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2893868239956426604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/123-im-sorry.html' title='122. I&apos;m sorry.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SzM65aoAl9I/AAAAAAAAAM0/hgPu5H2rDhM/s72-c/tumblr_kuhpjuePcC1qa1ae2o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-5306866642552198692</id><published>2009-12-24T17:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T18:41:55.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>121. Makes me cry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TrpEnkR4T0s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TrpEnkR4T0s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a0pey3OMyOg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a0pey3OMyOg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ISXajecvb08&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ISXajecvb08&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show made me cry alot. Hahaha and this song is really touching, I like. :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;This show is super nice okay, go watch. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-5306866642552198692?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/5306866642552198692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/122-makes-me-cry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5306866642552198692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5306866642552198692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/122-makes-me-cry.html' title='121. Makes me cry.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-7987802936934761668</id><published>2009-12-24T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T18:41:45.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>120.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SzMZ4aS1EcI/AAAAAAAAAMs/SH-l3vp6ZH4/s1600-h/tumblr_ku7tdobyDX1qzr04eo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 363px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SzMZ4aS1EcI/AAAAAAAAAMs/SH-l3vp6ZH4/s400/tumblr_ku7tdobyDX1qzr04eo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418703233578504642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-7987802936934761668?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/7987802936934761668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/121.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7987802936934761668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7987802936934761668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/121.html' title='120.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SzMZ4aS1EcI/AAAAAAAAAMs/SH-l3vp6ZH4/s72-c/tumblr_ku7tdobyDX1qzr04eo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-5002222321751044055</id><published>2009-12-24T14:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T18:41:36.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>119. Christmas Eve.</title><content type='html'>Sigh. Will be going down to my aunt's place later, instead of my grandma's. Tomorrow then go her place, like wtf. Haiiiii. I feel like watching a movie. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH SHIT YKNOW WHAT. I had the most weirdest dream ever, with all the weirdest people you can think of! Shit uh it was super awkward loh please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno why, but I think the dream started off from me alighting from a bus. At the bus stop I always go to school that bus stop. Hahaha. Then I alighted, then saw S. I thought shit, why must he be there now. So I just walked past him then he started following me. I walked to a zebra-crossing(idk hahaha) then I want to walk, suddenly his hand at the pole or smth, blocking me from walking. He said some really mean shit which I don't remember but it totally made me cry. So I cried on my way home. Oh then he went to buy rojak or prata or something from the 333 coffeeshop then he like, stared at me and shouted at me which made me cry even more. -.- I reached home, i dunno what I do uh but then, suddenly got people at the door. I look thru the hole thingy to look outside, then shit, it was S and a whole bunch of people I know. Some from primary school, some from secondary school. OH AND THEY WERE ALL IN BAJU KURUNGS for i have no idea what. But it totally freaked me out so I didn't open the door. Somehow he got to open the white gate at my house so he just needed to push the wooden door to get in. I locked the door then somehow I dunno he opened it so I pushed it like crazy so that they can't come in. Omg it was super crazy. By then, I started crying all over again. Then my dad and mom appeared behind me and asked me to let go of the door and ask them to come in. Shit luh I know. Then I let them in, they talked to my parents, then I was like shit what are they gonna say to em' now?!?!?! Then they left to idk where and asked me along. It was all very weird and awkward thats all. Hahha rubbish dream man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it was more of a nightmare than a dream seh. :/ I didn't like it one bit, gives me the creeps. And it totally reflects everything about &lt;i&gt;them. &lt;/i&gt;Haiyo I feel damn bad now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Screw it, screw it, screw it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-5002222321751044055?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/5002222321751044055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/120-christmas-eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5002222321751044055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5002222321751044055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/120-christmas-eve.html' title='119. Christmas Eve.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-1774532527061975491</id><published>2009-12-23T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T18:41:23.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>118. You didn't take away my happiness.</title><content type='html'>YES I CHANGED MY BLOGSKIN. ITS DAMN PLAIN BUT PLEASE BARE WITH IT HAHAHA. &lt;div&gt;I like simplicity now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-1774532527061975491?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/1774532527061975491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/119-you-didnt-take-away-my-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1774532527061975491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1774532527061975491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/119-you-didnt-take-away-my-happiness.html' title='118. You didn&apos;t take away my happiness.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-7767393636532805211</id><published>2009-12-23T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T18:52:42.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>117. Wishlistttt~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; background-image: url(http://www.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-repeat: repeat-x; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; font-weight: normal; background-position: 50% 0%; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;My annual Christmas/birthday wishlist hehehe. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;iTouch ): &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A nice Sony 16gb purple thumbdrive.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Burned (House of Night) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Things to be better between you and me. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A waterbottle(The $7 Adidas one I can't find it at PP shit!!) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sally Hansen Insta-Dri super hot pink one, or like electric blue. :D &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;iTouch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;iTouch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;iTouch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;iTouch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;iTouch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Samsung Corby txt. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New 8gb memory card for my camera. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Photoshop. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Starbucks voucher? HAHAHA. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;JACOB BLACK.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KIM BUM. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KIM HYUN JOONG. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To not get leech bites next year in Pahang. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;60-65% overall percentage. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;EXCO BADGE!!!!!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No more naggings. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;iTouch omgz. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;peace, love and happpiness. :D :D :D &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A nice birthday. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To get into Stronger? :/ &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shit uh i dunno what else to put leh. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OH THAT WALLET I SAW AT PARKWAY WITH DESSY. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NEW PAIR OF HAVAINAS. (fucking 49.90 sia wtf!) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NEW PAIR OF CONVERSE SCHOOL SHOES. (aiya those 39.90 one, the super alot of people have. hahahaha) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think this is all for the mean time. I add things in here if I got like, an eye for something else. :D My wishlist this year, is less materialistic cause' there's really nothing much I want this year round, dunno why. :/ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-7767393636532805211?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/7767393636532805211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/117-wishlistttt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7767393636532805211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7767393636532805211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/117-wishlistttt.html' title='117. Wishlistttt~'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-2046106810589347111</id><published>2009-12-23T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T18:24:16.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>116. Christmas Eve's Eve.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hey I'm just really like bored now. So yeahh. Hahahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1.Are you single?: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;2.Are you happy?: Mm hmm. &lt;br /&gt;3.Are you bored?: I just said that above.&lt;br /&gt;4.Are you fair?: Fair-skinned? No. Fair, in terms of like biased or not, yes I think so. :/&lt;br /&gt;5.Are you indian?: No..&lt;br /&gt;6.Are you stupid?: I feel as if I am sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;7.Are you honest?: Most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;8.Are you irish?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;9.Are you nice?: Sometimes, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;10.Are you asian?: Hmm i'm singaporean, thats asian too right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten facts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full name: Nurfaizah and the rest I won't reveal just in case hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: Fuzzy.&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace: Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Hair colour: Brownish-reddish-blackish. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Hair style: Curly medium length.&lt;br /&gt;Eye colour: Brown/black.&lt;br /&gt;DOB: 20/01/95&lt;br /&gt;Mood: HAPPY OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;Favourite colour: PURPLE, RED, BLACK, TURQOISE AND BLUE. OH BLACK ALSO.&lt;br /&gt;One place you wished to visit: Bali/Perth/Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten facts about your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Been in love?: Yeah I guess.&lt;br /&gt;2,Believe in love in first sight?: No. &lt;br /&gt;3.Currently have a crush?: Uh no. Not really.&lt;br /&gt;4.Hurt emotionally before?: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;5.Broken someone's heart?: Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;6.Have your heart broken?: Mm hmm.&lt;br /&gt;7.Like someone but kept in heart?: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;8.Are you afraid of commitment?: Not sure leh.&lt;br /&gt;9.Last person you hugged: My brother hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;10.Last person you said ILYs : Forgot. But i think recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This or That&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love or lust: Love.&lt;br /&gt;Cats or dogs: Dogs.&lt;br /&gt;Best friends or regular friends: Best Friends.&lt;br /&gt;Creamy or crunchy: Crunchy.&lt;br /&gt;Pencil or pen: Pen.&lt;br /&gt;Wild night out or romantic in: Romantic in.&lt;br /&gt;Money or happiness: Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Night or day: Day.&lt;br /&gt;IM or phone: Phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been caught sneaking out: I never sneak out before loh.&lt;br /&gt;Seen a polar bear: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Done something you regret: duh.&lt;br /&gt;Jumpin: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Eat food that is on the floor?: Yupp hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Eat an entire Jaw breaker?: Whaddat?&lt;br /&gt;Been caught naked: WTF&lt;br /&gt;Wanted bf back?: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Cried because lost a person forever: Yupp ?&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to disappear: Hell yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preference of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile or eyes: Smile.&lt;br /&gt;Light or dark hair: Dark.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs or kisses: Kisses.&lt;br /&gt;Shorter or taller: Taller.&lt;br /&gt;Intelligence or attraction: Hmm idk leh. Both?&lt;br /&gt;Violent or pathetic: Violent?&lt;br /&gt;Older or younger: Older ? Younger most by one year only. &lt;br /&gt;Outgoing or quiet: Outgoing.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet or bad: Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performed in a large crowd?: Mm hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Talk on the phone longer than a hour: Hahaha yes totally.&lt;br /&gt;A rock concert: Nah.&lt;br /&gt;Cheerleading team: Never will.&lt;br /&gt;Dance team: Never. &lt;br /&gt;Sports team: HECK YES. &lt;br /&gt;Drama play or production: Production. &lt;br /&gt;Owned rich cars: Not yet. :D&lt;br /&gt;In a rap video: HAHA NO LA WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last call you made: Naufal's.&lt;br /&gt;Hugged: Forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Hung out: JUST NOW AT KFC SIGLAP!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Work: Nah.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to: Vanessa.&lt;br /&gt;Texted: Dessy.&lt;br /&gt;Movie: AWESOME NEW MOON OMG!!! &lt;br /&gt;Last person or thing you miss: Do you think I really should put his name here? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 12px;"&gt;Sigh I'm really bored. I wanna start watching "You're Beautiful" but I really can't be bothered. Hahha. I'm supposed to be doing homework right now like wtf. But temptations gave in hahaha. Xmas is in another 2 days. Imma create a wishlist soon, hehehe. Sec 1 registration was okay today I guess. The sec1s are really small hahaha. I worked with Naufal, settled the hall registration there. Express Boys Malay/Tamil/Others. Omg got this one boy named Zachary, he's damn cute and small I tell you hahaha then he talk right, wah wtf super cute I tell you!!! Got alot of small cute boys. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 12px;"&gt;"Eh you everything also very cute la. " - Naufal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 12px;"&gt;Serious la the boys this year all very cute. I saw Sakinah's sister. At first I didn't recognize her then I saw her green specs then I ask Naufal then I smile at her, then she smile back then cnfrm already Sakinah's sister right. Hahaha. I dunno if you read my blog but HI! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 12px;"&gt;So anyway, Naufal and I are two major sotongs I tell you. HAHA. We kept forgetting to tell the new sec1s alot of stuff. Got alot of shit happen also luh. Hahaha. I was very panicky at the end of registration, dunno why. :/ Hmm what else happened today uh. OH. We went to KFC for late lunch whatsoever with like 20+ over people haha. First time we go KFC with like so many people. We like almost took half of KFC Siglap sia! Damn fun. Then we bitched as per usual. Started with _______, then move to the sister then move to a whole lot of people. HAHAHAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 12px;"&gt;"GRAB THE CUP!!" - Sherweine. Then followed by alot of laughter hahahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 12px;"&gt;Yeah I think thats all that happened today. The holidays are ending but I haven't do alot of things leh!! Shit uh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 12px;"&gt;Okay byebye. Hahahah.&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/3495087153322675928-2046106810589347111?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/2046106810589347111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/116-christmas-eves-eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2046106810589347111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2046106810589347111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/116-christmas-eves-eve.html' title='116. Christmas Eve&apos;s Eve.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-947227051749568650</id><published>2009-12-21T17:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T19:29:24.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>115. That time again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hi. Its that time of year again: Christmas. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know its supposed to be merry and happy and all, yes I do feel happy when I receive and give presents to my cousins, aunts, uncles and etc. But i absolutely hate going to my grandma's place every Christmas. She only notices how FAT i grew and like, sigh, always criticizes my size. Not many people know this lol. I remember telling Luqman about this and he kept laughing at me. -.-Hahahahaha I like Christmas cause' I like eating turkey hehehe and i like getting presents. I mean, who doesn't?!?! Srsly. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes i haven't blogged about the Batam trip cause' you wouldn't want to hear about going shopping every single day for 5 days and i'm gonna rant about how cheap the t-shirts there are(2 bucks!!!!!). My shopping list was not completed though. Couldn't find a nice pair of slippers/sandals or a waterbottle. Other than that, I bought shitloads of sweets(yes you can scream now) and 3 wallets(2 for myself, 1 for someone), 1 bag and plenty of chocolate thingies they have there which are delicious btw! Food there was pretty awesome. Where else can you find beef lasagne at Pizza Hut for only 5 bucks ?! Really, I'm not lying! It tastes even better than those in Sg too. Hahahahaha. Pizza there is about the same prize too. And the most awesome thing is that there's ice-cream sold there. The ice-cream is like those you can choose toppings one, and best part: You can choose your toppings and put as many as you freaking want! I think i gained a kg or two there but I don't care. Hahahaha. I ate some really good steak there too eventhough I don't fancy beef/mutton that much. :/ I didn't stay at a hotel. :) I took pictures there and otw back in the ferry, but my battery died in the ferry so i couldn't take many pictures. ): Yeaaaaaah thats practically it. Picture spam later on below. Hopefully. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought 6 books recently. Finished reading Tempted, am waiting for Burned to come out and hopefully i'm done with the House Of Night series. Bought the books with the $250 Popular vouchers i got. Hehehehe again. :) I bought more pens(my pencilbox is super heavy now ]: ) and sec1 registration is the day after tomorrow. Good thing the holidays are ending, I miss people. I've made a few promises to myself that I do not plan to break and I hope it helps my self-discipline. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm supposed to make christmas cards right now but I have no idea what to say in the cards. I can't believe 2009 is coming to an end and I'm gonna be sec3 next year. So old. The things I can't wait for next year: Student Leader Investiture, muahahahaha. I can totally wait another 4 years or so for my resilience camp. Am not looking forward to it man. Super scared of leeches and all the scary stories all the seniors warned/told me about. Why must it be compulsory! Actually you can choose not to go but you have to have a reason. Hmm, what shall be my reason? "Scared of leeches. " What pathetic reason is that. -.- My mom says I got sweet blood so the leeches would definitely like a huge dose of that. I got like 16 mosquito bites from Batam and I scratched like crazy, my hands are full of scabs now. Ugly black scabs. ): I wanted to paint my nails, but hadn't had the time. Next year's gonna be a long and busy year. And the sad thing is that my birthday's during the bloody camp.. *inserts many sad faces* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh blogger is giving me shit. I can't upload the pictures. Sorry people for the yet again long and wordy post. G'byeeeeeeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I just realised that this post is very very very super uber random! I can't write good stuff for anyone to read anymore! *inserts sad face* ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-947227051749568650?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/947227051749568650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/115-that-time-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/947227051749568650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/947227051749568650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/115-that-time-again.html' title='115. That time again.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-8111667680991044</id><published>2009-12-21T12:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T12:38:03.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>114. Frustrated.</title><content type='html'>Everytime i want to blog, I can't. &lt;div&gt;Because something important comes up and I'll take the whole fucken' day to do it and then I won't have to time to blog. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-8111667680991044?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/8111667680991044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/114-frustrated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/8111667680991044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/8111667680991044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/114-frustrated.html' title='114. Frustrated.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-4735682600695335510</id><published>2009-12-19T21:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T22:18:40.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>113. After all the hurt, after all the years.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I can't wait for new year, I've got plenty of resolutions and one of them includes forgetting you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;You don't know what you've caused. You don't know what you did. I'm glad i'm strong enough now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I'm glad that i've got people around me who care about me more than you ever did. Yes I didn't realise that until now. I guess i opened my eyes this time. I'm not mad. I really ain't. I just can't believe that you'd say such a thing. You were supposed to be my friend, a good friend at that. And yet, you can say those things, as if you didn't know the reason behind it. Its been a bloody long time since I've poured out my feelings on this piece of blog here, but I think you're still reading and i think you need to know: I don't want to anymore, it just hurts too much. I've made a promise to myself. And I can tell you that I jolly well won't break it. Not like how you did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I finally feel at peace. Maybe that's a good thing huh? Days and months of not talking to you has made me stronger. Thank you, thank you so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(its a first of this type of posts that i'm not so vulgar huh, sigh. BBF has put a stop for me being as vulgar as i used to be. *yay with me*) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[i've made a private tumblr so that i can rant everything out there without anyone judging me. I'm sorry i've betrayed you blogger, but if only you knew. If you truly want to read it, ask for the link from me. Depends if you get the link or not, hahaha. :) ] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-4735682600695335510?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/4735682600695335510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/113-after-all-hurt-after-all-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/4735682600695335510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/4735682600695335510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/113-after-all-hurt-after-all-years.html' title='113. After all the hurt, after all the years.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-6618367828020631568</id><published>2009-12-17T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:19:11.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>112. Back.</title><content type='html'>I was planning to blog today but I got distracted. &lt;div&gt;Sigh, this blog's gonna be cobwebbed soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-6618367828020631568?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/6618367828020631568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/112-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6618367828020631568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6618367828020631568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/112-back.html' title='112. Back.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-188648030072889635</id><published>2009-12-11T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T21:08:42.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>111. I lost it.</title><content type='html'>I LOST MY BLOGGING BUG LUH WAHLAO. ): &lt;div&gt;I KNOW YOU(YES YOU LUQMAN) ALWAYS READ MY BLOG THEN NEVER SEE UPDATES THEN HAHAHAH I DUNNO WHAT ELSE YOU DO LUH BUT I'M SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING HAHAHA BUSY I GUESS BUSY. OKAY SEE YOU AROUND. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'M OFF TO BATAM FROM SATURDAY TO THURSDAY. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;MUAHAHAHA. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;DON'T TEXT/CALL/IM/FACEBOOK ME K. (: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can call and text but that would be wasting $$$. :D &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;G'BYEEEEEEEEE. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-188648030072889635?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/188648030072889635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/111-i-lost-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/188648030072889635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/188648030072889635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/111-i-lost-it.html' title='111. I lost it.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-5636705864831447519</id><published>2009-12-11T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T12:49:15.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>110. I'm Just Really Bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.1em; "&gt;When it comes to the game of life, it seems that there are those who win because they dare to ask the universe and the people in it for what they want. Some signs of the Zodiac are definitely pushier than others and, in some ways, that can translate into being more successful than others. Zodiac signs can look at which are the pushiest signs, to the extent that they are bullies, and which signs tend to be so people pleasing that they are practically doormats.&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: underline; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Via)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.1em; "&gt;Pisces&lt;br /&gt;The sign of the Fish is Christian and pacifist in nature and for the most part will turn the other cheek. However, as doing so, they will also paint a portrait of themselves as martyrs. The Pisces native is a master when it comes to making others feel guilty. Their other expert tact at bullying is to never answer directly when a question is posed to them. Keeping others on their toes and on a constant “need to know” basis keeps their enemies frustrated and confused. They also win battles by mirroring their competition and doing exactly what they do, which once again infuriates and flusters them. This complex sign looks self-less and loving but is in fact incredibly manipulative and selfish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.1em; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aries&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;As far as being a bully goes, your sign does have some talents. You walk that fine line from between persuasive and pushy. You are a great salesperson and can sell anything, including yourself. Your main tact is not giving anyone else too much time to think too hard about what you are saying. Before they know it, they are agreeing with you and getting out their wallet to buy from you or deciding to jump in bed with you or whatever you want. You are also not beyond making fun of or belittling those weaker than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as the Zodiac signs are concerned, you are one of the major bullies in the set of twelve horoscopes. You get your way mainly through intimidation, bullying, and emotional blackmail. In fact, you will do anything to get your way including withholding sex, giving people the silent treatment, and even resorting to violence if necessary. The milder bulls like to practice a bit of passive aggressiveness, which of course drives other people crazy. The Taurus always feels like they have won when they see the other person “give in.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gemini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gemini is a verbal bully and can talk so fast and only about him or herself that the other person just does not have a chance to get a word in edgewise. These glamorous creatures also believe in stealing the limelight whenever they can. They do this through dressing provocatively, being funny, or simply just speaking loudly at parties and in public places. They are not beyond creating a scene or mocking others if they feel ignored. This is all part of their agenda to be the center of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cancer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crab is definitely one of the complete pushovers in the Zodiac. They will often cry or try to make people feel guilty if things don’t go their way, but all this does is make them seem powerless and insecure to others. Occasionally, this emotional blackmail works, but mostly Cancers try to gain control of situations by doing favors for other people. Usually, they are very much taken for granted and often others also take credit for their work. If a Crab does stand up for him or herself, it is usually accompanied by an emotional outburst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Leo is a notorious bully and one of the worst of the twelve signs when it comes to intimidation both physically and psychologically. This sign is charismatic and has a huge boisterous presence that is difficult to ignore in the first place. The Leo is not beyond yelling at or snubbing someone in a public place. They will also use sarcasm, verbal abuse, bigotry, and belittling to make someone else feel about two inches tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sign is an expert at emotional blackmail. They seem nice enough, but they can really shovel out the guilt. They control others by pretending to be flawless and in control and then belittling others when they don’t make the grade. However, not all Virgos are so controlling and pushy. Some like to make others feel guilty by doing everything over again when it is not done right the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Libra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sign needs constant approval from others and is just not that pushy. However, being the sign of the scales, this sign simply cannot tolerate injustice and will fly off the handle and become very violent and abusive if they think that someone or something (like an animal) is being treated unfairly or tortured. This sign becomes very aroused when they think it is time to fight for the sake of an underdog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very shifty and sly minded sign so the bullying that is done is quite subtle. The Scorpion is more manipulative than anything. The Scorpio native is also excellent at personal politics and has an entire armory of defense mechanisms, passive aggressive tactics, and downright sneaky and deceptive behaviors that are used to succeed in life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.1em; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sagittarius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Archer is quite happy go lucky and is one of those signs that does not have its own way. This is a philosophically and spiritually sophisticated sign that believes that states of personal power and success are transient. Although many people see this sign as being a bit of a pushover, he or she just does not care. This Zodiac sign can also manage to get its own way simply by being very positive and encouraging to others, which are opposite of the tact of many of the other signs. Like Olivia de Havilland in “Gone With The Wind,” they tend to get their own way by killing others with kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;This materialistic sign is quite bossy and controlling, but in a way that is quite ineffectual. The result is that the Goat does not always get what he or she wants. Self-sabotage is a constant habit. The Goat’s favorite way of bullying is to withhold the privilege of sex or communication from a loved one. They are also experts at turning the cold shoulder when they feel affronted and are capable of holding a grudge for many years. They are experts when it comes to maintaining a feud and disdain the idea of building bridges! They would rather be the winner that takes it all in all disputes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquarius&lt;br /&gt;This new age sign does not like to fight and it shows. They often get completely stepped on in life. The Aquarian is the optimistic, nice individual whose good graces are despised and taken advantage of. However, these master pushovers of the Zodiac must be admired for their ability to constantly be knocked down and get up and start again. They don’t let anyone daunt them psychologically and, for that, they must be admired. Some Aquarians resort to a bit of passive aggression, usually in the form of avoidance or changing the subject in order stay away from conflicts. Sometimes not showing up to the battle is one way to win it!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-5636705864831447519?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/5636705864831447519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/110-im-just-really-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5636705864831447519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5636705864831447519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/110-im-just-really-bored.html' title='110. I&apos;m Just Really Bored.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-7042638700728241074</id><published>2009-12-10T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T23:10:09.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>109. Random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;VIRGO - The Perfectionist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominant in relationships.. Conservative. Always wants the last word. Argumentative. Worries. Very smart. Dislikes noise and chaos. Eager. Hardworking. Loyal. Beautiful. Easy to talk to. Hard to please. Ha rsh. Practical and very fussy. Often shy. Pessimistic. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCORPIO - The Intense One&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very energetic.  Intelligent. Can be jealous and/or possessive. Hardworking. Great kisser.  Can become obsessive or secretive. Holds grudges. Attractive. Determined.  Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. Romantic. Can be self-centered at times. Passionate and Emotional. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBRA - The Harmonizer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice to everyone they meet. Can’t make up their mind. Have own unique appeal. Creative, energetic, and very social. Hates to be alone. Peaceful, generous. Very loving and beautiful. Flirtatious. Give in too easily. Procrastinators.  Very gullible. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARIES - The Daredevil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energetic. Adventurous and spontaneous. Confident and enthusiastic. Fun. Loves a challenge… EXTREMELY impatient. Sometimes selfish. Short fuse. (Easily angered.) Lively, passionate, and sharp wit. Outgoing. Lose interest quickly - easily bored.  Egotistical. Courageous and assertive. Tends to be physical and athletic. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AQUARIUS - The Sweetheart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic and honest. Sweet personality. Very independent. Inventive and intelligent.  Friendly and loyal. Can seem unemotional. Can be a bit rebellious. Very stubborn, but original and unique Attractive on the inside and out.  Eccentric personality. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEMINI - The Chatterbox&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart and witty.  Outgoing, very chatty. Lively, energetic. Adaptable but needs to express themselves. Argumentative and outspoken. Likes change. Versatile. Busy, sometimes nervous and tense. Gossips. May seem superficial or inconsistent, but is only changeable. Beautiful physically and  mentally. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEO - The Boss&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very organized. Need order in  their lives - like being in control. Like boundaries. Tend to take over  everything. Bossy. Like to help others. Social and outgoing. Extroverted.  Generous, warm-hearted. Sensitive. Creative energy. Full of themselves.  Loving. D oing the right thing is important to Leos. Attractive. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANCER - The Protector&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moody, emotional. May be  shy. Very loving and caring. Pretty/handsome. Excellent partners for life.  Protective. Inventive and imaginative. Cautious. Touchy-feely kind of  person. Needs love from others. Easily hurt, but sympathetic. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PISCES - The Dreamer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generous, kind, and  thoughtful. Very creative and imaginative. May become secretive and vague.  Sensitive. Don’t like details Dreamy and unrealistic. Sympathetic and  loving. Kind. Unselfish. Good kisser. Beautiful. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAPRICORN - The Go-Getter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient and wise.  Practical and rigid. Ambitious. Tends to be good-looking. Humorous and  funny. Can be a bit shy and reserved. Often pessimists. Capricorns tend to  act before they think and can be unfriendly y at times. Hold grudges. Like competition. Get what they want. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS - The Enduring One&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charming but  aggressive. Can come off as boring, but they are not. Hard workers.  Warm-hearted. Strong, has endurance. Solid beings who are stable and  secure in their ways. Not looking for shortcuts. Take pride in their  beauty. Patient and reliable. Make great friends and give good advice.  Loving and kind. Loves hard - passionate. Express themselves emotionally.  Prone to ferocious temper-tantrums. Determined. Indulge themselves often.  Very generous. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAGITTARIUS - The Happy-Go-Lucky &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;One&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good-natured optimist. Doesn’t want to grow up (Peter Pan  Syndrome). Indulges self. Boastful. Likes luxuries and gambling. Social  and outgoing. Doesn’t like responsibilities. Often fantasizes. Impatient.  Fun to be around. Having lots of friends. Flirtatious. Doesn’t like rules.  Sometimes hypocritical. Dislikes being confined - tight spaces or even  tight clothes. Doesn’t like being doubted. Beautiful inside and out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-7042638700728241074?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/7042638700728241074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/109-random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7042638700728241074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7042638700728241074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/109-random.html' title='109. Random.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-5860015862058343766</id><published>2009-12-08T13:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:08:08.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>108. wishlisttttt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;MY CHRISTMAS/BIRTHDAY WISHLIST ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A new school bag (Dickies or something liddat) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Thanks Sakinah. (:&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;MYUK Wallet  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Thank Farhanah. (:&lt;br /&gt;3. New Pencilbox&lt;br /&gt;4. Converse Shoes (Size 9 ah, I think!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A new laptop (:D) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks Mummy. &lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Adidas Watch ( ): )  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. New Handphone too !! :D &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. More chocolates&lt;br /&gt;9. Lose weight (URGENT)&lt;br /&gt;10. Diet&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;a href="http://www.fotoriesel.com.au/images/sony-t2.bmp" style="color: rgb(191, 191, 191); text-decoration: none; "&gt;THIS !!!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. I Believe You &amp;amp; To Forget You by Low Kay Hwa (I've been wanting this since like, long ago? )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Boyfriend (My foot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. To get to be Exco next year (I want this sosososososososososo badly)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Get closer with seniors&lt;br /&gt;16. Fly to somewhere with school next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. OH OFFICIAL STUDENT COUNCILLOR BADGE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. More $$$$$$$$$ !&lt;br /&gt;19. Good results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. OH I WANT A CAMERA SO SO BADLY. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. iPod Nano &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Twilight book series(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)  I still haven't get this @.@&lt;br /&gt;23. Edward Cullen (nyehehehehheheh)&lt;br /&gt;24. Get everyone birthday presents next year&lt;br /&gt;25. Alamak i update next time k.&lt;br /&gt;26. Homework to be completed&lt;br /&gt;27. Nice hair. (gosh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28. Fish &amp;amp; Co (&lt;3&gt;) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29: Eyelashes to grow longer ^^&lt;br /&gt;30. 4gb Memory Card for Sony Ericsson Phones. ^^&lt;br /&gt;31. No more fights. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;This was my birthday wishlist for this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Lets see what I already have and what i want this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Ahahaha so i got like 13/31 of the things i wanted.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I think this year, my wishlist isn't gonna be so materialistic. Like want some many stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-5860015862058343766?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/5860015862058343766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-christmasbirthday-wishlist-d-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5860015862058343766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5860015862058343766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-christmasbirthday-wishlist-d-1.html' title='108. wishlisttttt'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-2900273719107906314</id><published>2009-12-07T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:08:28.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>107. Crash &amp; Burn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 21px; font-family:Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', sans-serif; font-size: 24px; line-height: 30px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;i want you to know that i miss you. i want you to text me again. text me during class, text me when i'm in the bus, text me till i fall asleep, text me good morning. make me smile silly again. i miss all of that. You came into my life like a whirlwind. I never wanted a guy best friend till you came along. You seem to understand me and you'd listen to me rambling all night long. You were there for me in my bleakest hour, where all hope seemed gone. You promised to be a friend through it all, helping me up when I fall. But when I really needed you the most, you disappear. I understand that you're busy and all but why promise when you cannot keep it? It hurts me more to lose a friend than a crush and you're both. You're a good friend that I am falling for. I rather forget the love and still have you a friend. Truth is I miss you. &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-2900273719107906314?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/2900273719107906314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/107-crash-burn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2900273719107906314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2900273719107906314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/107-crash-burn.html' title='107. Crash &amp; Burn.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-3043758838183353494</id><published>2009-12-06T14:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T16:28:03.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>106. Properrrrrrrrr.</title><content type='html'>I have 4 words to say. &lt;div&gt;Council. Camp. Was. Awesome. (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gna do this in point form cause' I'm still sick. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 1: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did alot of admin things. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miss lim talked about this video thingey which was quite interesting and funny hahahah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brainstormed about Teachers Day next year. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Games by Jhia Hao, Rasi, Rukku, Cuthbert, Fiona, Divya that batch. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got crazy wet because of Luqman and Syafiq. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And the sun was mad. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Persuaded Vivek to not let us have our Presidential speech on that day. :D &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had some heart to heart talks with Keith, Annabelle, Myra, Shawn, Vanessa. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;VMAS = my fav girls. :D &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We discussed somemore and Miss Lim gave us a very long talk. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Level performance rehearsal at volleyball court, hahaha very funny &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Break camp = get ready for exco night ^^ &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cleaned up, took bus to Parkway &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fish&amp;amp;Co &gt;&gt; Swensens &gt;&gt; Shawn's place &gt;&gt; Annabelle's place &gt;&gt; School &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Food was greaaaat, full til couldn't walk properly &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Annabelle's dad drove us to Shawn's place, squeezed in the car &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We had damn funny convers in the car, I think. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Heard alot of screams cause' it was SCP nightwalk &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got frogs and snails everywhere &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ate abit then went to canteen to bitch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some of us played poker/taiti/cheat then Sherweine painted my nails lavender heheh &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bitching session at parade square. Just got into the mood then we had to go sleep. Sheesh. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went up, buddy was asleep already. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then we also sleep loh then wake up at 4 then I forgot what we went to do then we went back to sleep and wake up at 6.30 hahahahah. :D &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 2: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I forgot what we had for breakfast ... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After breakfast we had to play some game very funny &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walked to ECP &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Was dragged there actually hahahahaha &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I became a crazy mad sneezing person irritating. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got sore throat + cough that day too &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made a shirt &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buried Delia &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bitched with Denzel, Sharmane, Afiqah. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started raining then sit down at the pondok there&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Played the MRT game hahahahahahaha. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walked back to school still sneezing like crazy &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to school, cleaned up. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get ready for nightwalk/bbq &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reckie one more time for nightwalk &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talked to Shawn about stuff &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then I told her how I felt &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then somehow Vanessa helped me too &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had "smoke in my eyes" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crazy but cute idea hahahaha &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I luv you two like mad thanks alot for that day &lt;3&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nightwalk station at library &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got mosquite bites all over my legs ): &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shawn &amp;amp; me had another heart to heart talk. Tysm for your advice. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After nightwalk, talked and ate instant noodles &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Couldn't taste anything &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OOOOOOH LEVEL PERFORMANCE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I swear the sec1s were damn cute, especially the boys!!!!! Hahahahahaha. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The sec3s performances was damn damn funny especially dancing part. HAHAHAHA. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then ours was very impromptu. Keith damn funny. I died in a road accident hahahahahaha. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After that, before going to sleep, talked abit. All the girls said I snored. ): &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 3: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;BREAKFAST WAS GOOOOOD. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean up the school.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then presidential elections. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Was super nervous until I think I talked too fast during the speech. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Packup our stuffs then off to Kallang. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rushed thru changing into jeans. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ate abit of the nasi briyani &amp;amp; Miss Lim screamed at us. Scary. :/ &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ran to the bus &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sat down, some stuff happened. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talked to shawn about something. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reached kallang. :) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went into the skating rink. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Didn't know how to tie the shoelaces. Ya i noob. -.- &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Starting iceskating :D &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"WHOOOOSH CRAP OMG WHOOOOSH AHH CRAP CRAP CRAP WHOOOSH!!!" I keep saying that when I going to fall down liddat hahahahha. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thankyou everyone who helped me learn how to iceskate. :D &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was fun. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Until I fell down. On my butt. Hahahahahaha. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think falling was the best part luh, damn funny haha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kaminni sprained her ankle, get well soon! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went back to school. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Break camp, bus home, bathed and slept like a pig. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats a summary of council camp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was awesome. :D :D :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G'bye now! I is hungry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-3043758838183353494?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/3043758838183353494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/106-properrrrrrrrr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3043758838183353494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3043758838183353494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/106-properrrrrrrrr.html' title='106. Properrrrrrrrr.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-2118449222814115451</id><published>2009-12-04T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T16:32:40.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>105. Sore Throat.</title><content type='html'>Back from camp. :) &lt;div&gt;Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got a sore throat and a VERY runny nose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I got tanned/sunburnt/darker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like it but ah screw it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ice skating was awesome and I think falling was totally the best part. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I broke my left toe nail cause' the shoes were like, kindaf tight. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, blog later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-2118449222814115451?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/2118449222814115451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/105-sore-throat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2118449222814115451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2118449222814115451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/12/105-sore-throat.html' title='105. Sore Throat.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-1079250658613460866</id><published>2009-11-30T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T22:57:39.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>104. My Piece Of Heaven.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;OFF FOR COUNCIL CAMP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;G'BYE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;1-3 DEC: GONE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'll miss you. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-1079250658613460866?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/1079250658613460866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/104-my-piece-of-heaven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1079250658613460866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1079250658613460866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/104-my-piece-of-heaven.html' title='104. My Piece Of Heaven.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-1341377673366235584</id><published>2009-11-29T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:52:41.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>104. Headache.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SxJuSZCAS4I/AAAAAAAAAMM/4QyOpiNATHk/s1600/hahaha.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SxJuSZCAS4I/AAAAAAAAAMM/4QyOpiNATHk/s400/hahaha.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409507364661382018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHA IF YOU LOOK CLOSELY. YOU'LL SEE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"BREAST ENHANCEMENT RINGTONE" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;like what the hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHAHA LMAO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-1341377673366235584?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/1341377673366235584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/104-headache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1341377673366235584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1341377673366235584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/104-headache.html' title='104. Headache.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SxJuSZCAS4I/AAAAAAAAAMM/4QyOpiNATHk/s72-c/hahaha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-4267987337068109002</id><published>2009-11-29T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T14:11:11.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>103. ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); "&gt;press up,up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A, Enter key, then right click then press up and down and magic circles will appear. Put this as your status if it works. after you follow all the steps scroll up or down...then the circles will appear. The only way to get rid of them are to log off or refresh the page &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#555555;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#555555;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Mad cool. Facebook trick. :) &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/3495087153322675928-4267987337068109002?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/4267987337068109002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/103.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/4267987337068109002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/4267987337068109002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/103.html' title='103. ^^'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-7303092483828451257</id><published>2009-11-29T12:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T14:15:50.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>102. Addicted.</title><content type='html'>Omg does anyone have "Hunted" By P.C Cast + Kristin Cast ????&lt;div&gt;I bought Marked, Betrayed, Chosen and Untamed on Saturday and I'm already at Untamed!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like series in a book usually, cause' after one book, I won't find the other book and I won't know the freaking story ending!! So yeah. Does anyone have freaking HUNTED, please lend it to me!!! I want to read it omg. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These books are awfully addictive. Oh. One more alternative, if you guys have any like, online websites to read books, can gimme the link then maybe I can go search for hunted. Yay. Thank you. :]  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;editted: I only need TEMPTED now. Sorry. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;editted again: I don't need it already, heehee. I found both whoo!!! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-7303092483828451257?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/7303092483828451257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/102-addicted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7303092483828451257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7303092483828451257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/102-addicted.html' title='102. Addicted.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-7166047488277704086</id><published>2009-11-23T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T17:14:25.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>101. Brace yourselves!</title><content type='html'>Hiii. I've got the greatest news ever! &lt;div&gt;My mom agreed on getting braces for me! :D :D :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now right, I dunno if I should or not.. Cause' I'm like scared? Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really want to put on braces cause' it would be nice to see the results of it kekeke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm scared cause' like, it'll be painful? And I don't want to go to the appointments alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At some ulu place. :| &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on the brighter side, the results of the braces will show and i'll have nice teeth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A wish that I've always wanted for it to come true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now like I got the chance to make that wish come true but then, I dunno leh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I or should I not? I really want braces tho, its like damn cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But its gonna be painful and the consequences and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't be able to speak properly like I'll talk weirdly. And I'll be like Vanessa that time, when she couldn't eat much things except for porridge which i really hate, when she had her mould thingy at the back of her teeth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AAAAAAAAAAH SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME. I DON'T WANT TO REGRET THE DECISION I MAKE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-7166047488277704086?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/7166047488277704086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/101-brace-yourselves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7166047488277704086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7166047488277704086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/101-brace-yourselves.html' title='101. Brace yourselves!'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-8596003754491022351</id><published>2009-11-20T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:27:21.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100. Should've Tried Harder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(180, 105, 105); line-height: 13px; font-family:georgia;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;color: rgb(175, 77, 77); font: normal normal normal 25px/normal georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 23px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Lollipops turn into cigarettes. The innocent ones turn into sluts. Homework goes in the trash. Mobile phones are being used in class. Detention becomes suspension. Soda becomes vodka. Bikes become cars. Kisses turn into sex. Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground? When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the worst things you could get from boys were cooties? Dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and mum was your hero? Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest. War was only a card game. And the only drug you knew was cough medicine. When wearing a skirt didn’t make you a slut. The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? And we couldn’t wait to grow up.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-8596003754491022351?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/8596003754491022351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/100-shouldve-tried-harder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/8596003754491022351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/8596003754491022351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/100-shouldve-tried-harder.html' title='100. Should&apos;ve Tried Harder.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-1507362417624192748</id><published>2009-11-20T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:24:30.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>99. Honeydew Milk Tea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(180, 105, 105); line-height: 13px; font-family:georgia;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: left; color: rgb(175, 77, 77); font: normal normal normal 25px/normal georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 23px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;" I’ve learned a lot this year.. I learned that things don’t always turn out the way you planned, or the way you think they should. And I’ve learned that there are things that go wrong that don’t always get fixed or get put back together the way they were before. I’ve learned that some broken things stay broken, and I’ve learned that you can get through bad times and keep looking for better ones, as long as you have people who love you.  " &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hey everyone! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yay this is a coloured post woo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anywaaay, I went to my primary school today, for my sister's prize concert thingy cause' she got first in her class you see. So I was all alone there because my parents were working and my maid refused to follow me. ): I know hahaha. So yeah, I was sitting all alone then I suddenly see Diyana and her family coming to sit in th row in front of me. I smiled at her and she smiled back. She didn't even talk to me which was sad, so I didn't rlly care. Hahaha. Maybe cause' her family was there and she wanted to spend quality time with them, hohoho. Idk really. But I felt super inferior. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So yeah, I looked at her and all th primary school memories came back to me. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I still remember that one of th days after PSLE, I went to Irni's house to play around. Hahaha, how cute we were back then. We used to jump on her bed and dance along with music. One particular song: One In A Million. I still remember we use to make up so many funny funny funny dance moves along. Like "one in a million" would be like index finger and rotating it or something like that!! It was all so super cute, I cherish them so much. So yeah, I also remember playing netball and getting into th top 4 in East Zone and yknow what this year th junior girls are damn awesum they won and emerged champion sia like omgwtfbbq so cool! Ok longest sentence ever LOL. And I remembered all th silly things from primary school la so cute!! HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you were to compare th rate of happiness from back in primary school and now in secondary school, I think primary school would win by like 2% or so cause' back then, I didn't have so much responsibilities. I bet you didn't know that I got teased alot in primary school and now in secondary school, I'm like th one teasing other people. Omg feel so mean. I'm gna stop. :) But now I think i'm still getting th "I-feel-so-inferior" feeling again and I definitely don't like it. Not one bit, urgh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So yeah. Actually I wanted to post something very rant-ish but I guess not cause' I'm scared of what th readers would think. I'm sorry for th very wordy post, I'm lazy to upload pix! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 15px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="actions" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; position: absolute; right: 10px; top: 8px; line-height: 1.25em; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a id="status_star_5889330834" class="fav-action non-fav" title="favorite this tweet" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(34, 118, 187); background-image: url(http://s.twimg.com/a/1258674567/images/sprite-icons.png); width: 15px; height: 15px; display: block; cursor: pointer; visibility: hidden; background-position: -32px 0px; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I can't stop thinking about you. Is that a good thing or a bad thing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-1507362417624192748?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/1507362417624192748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/99-honeydew-milk-tea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1507362417624192748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1507362417624192748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/99-honeydew-milk-tea.html' title='99. Honeydew Milk Tea.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-2374263765460201807</id><published>2009-11-18T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:28:06.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>98. LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Today, I was walking along and a girl pointed out my gray hair and asked why because I'm still a teenager. I convinced her that I'm really 43 in Hawaiian years and that we age faster because we're closer to the equator and thus go around the world faster. She said she was so sorry that I was going to miss out on life. I have no idea how I kept such a straight face. MLIA &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/3495087153322675928-2374263765460201807?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/2374263765460201807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/98-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2374263765460201807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2374263765460201807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/98-lol.html' title='98. LOL'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-9060856537847224495</id><published>2009-11-18T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:05:25.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>97. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DESSY GOT INTO PSL EXCO WHOO I'M SUPER HAPPY FOR HER! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay yay yay we'll be invested together-gether!! :D :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whoo. Okay i hope you're having fun in camp. &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="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am falling sick hahaha like i wished. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stupid wish tho. Faizal's attitude is so stuck-upish. Very disgusting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I loike Sezairi!! Wooh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok short post sorry, am too tired. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow perhaps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture spam up soooon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-9060856537847224495?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/9060856537847224495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/97.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/9060856537847224495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/9060856537847224495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/97.html' title='97. (:'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-5748710279656965405</id><published>2009-11-18T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:32:21.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>96. New blogskin yay so happee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; white-space: normal; line-height: 14px; "&gt;THE RULES OF 15:&lt;br /&gt;* Go through your wall and list the first 15 names you see.&lt;br /&gt;* Do not list any repeats; simply go to the next name in the list.&lt;br /&gt;* Then, answer the 41 questions below, pertaining to the 15 people.&lt;br /&gt;* When you finish, tag all 15 people in the list, so the cycle can continue.&lt;br /&gt;* If you've been tagged, copy and paste this information into a new note, and follow the directions above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sharon&lt;br /&gt;2. Myra&lt;br /&gt;3. Shawn&lt;br /&gt;4. Syafiq&lt;br /&gt;5. Syahril&lt;br /&gt;6. Dessy&lt;br /&gt;7. Darlina&lt;br /&gt;8. Vanessa&lt;br /&gt;9. Sharmane&lt;br /&gt;10. Sherweine&lt;br /&gt;11. Annabelle Jr&lt;br /&gt;12. Farhanah&lt;br /&gt;13. Syazwan&lt;br /&gt;14. Diyana&lt;br /&gt;15. Hidaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet 1? (Sharon)&lt;br /&gt;Council? Hmm no, from this conversation between the 1/7 people and me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if you never met 8? (Vanessa)&lt;br /&gt;Omg super different! I won't be able to gossip and laugh with her. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you date 2? (Myra) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; white-space: normal; line-height: 14px; "&gt;Maybe? But she has Luqman alr. :D *inside joke*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever seen 11 cry?? (Annabelle Jr)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would 3 and 13 make a good couple? (Shawn &amp;amp; Syazwan)&lt;br /&gt;Woo two of my greatest friends together. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Describe 9. (Sharmane)&lt;br /&gt;Prettyhead! :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you like 2? (Myra)&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaaah cause she's so fun to be with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you think 6 is attractive? (Dessy)&lt;br /&gt;Mm hmm. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When was the last time you talked to 14? (Diyana)&lt;br /&gt;OMG LIKE CENTURIES AGO I GUESS. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Would you ever date 7? (Darlina)&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm maybe? HAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Where does 15 live? (Hidaya)&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere near Jenny's Deli. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is the best thing about 8? (Vanessa)&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, her braces? :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What would you like to tell 13 right now? (Syazwan)&lt;br /&gt;HOW'S YOUR K.L TRIP?!?!?!?!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is the best thing about 12 ? (Farhanah)&lt;br /&gt;How she's always asking me if i'm alright. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever kissed 12? (Farhanah)&lt;br /&gt;Haha nope never &amp;amp; never will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's the best memory you have with 14 ? (Sharmane)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Keith's girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who is 10's best friend? (Sherweine)&lt;br /&gt;Not sure? :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Is 13 pretty? (Syazwan)&lt;br /&gt;He's a guy. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What was your first impression of 4 ? (Syafiq)&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha unfriendly. But he was friendly in th end. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Is 1 your best friend? (Sharon)&lt;br /&gt;She's quite a close junior. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Have you seen 5 in the last month? (Syahril)&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When was the last time you saw 11? (Annabelle Jr)&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Have you been to 14s house? (Diyana)&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been in a rlly long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. When's the next time you'll see 9? (Sharmane)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe during open house. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Are you really close to 6? (Dessy) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; white-space: normal; line-height: 14px; "&gt;Yeaaaah like ttly. n_n &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Would you give 4 a hug? (Syafiq)&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha later someone jealous. *wriggles eyebrows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you know a secret about 5 ? (Syahril)&lt;br /&gt;Nope. None that i can rmbr? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Describe the relationship between 14 and 4? (Diyana &amp;amp; Syafiq)&lt;br /&gt;They don't even know each other hahhahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What's your friendship like with 7 ? (Darlina) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; white-space: normal; line-height: 14px; "&gt;Soon-to-be jogging buddies!! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever danced with 12 ? (Farhanah)&lt;br /&gt;Hahah nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. How do you know 8? (Vanessa)&lt;br /&gt;Council, wooooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Does 2 have a bf/gf? (Myra)&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Have you ever wanted to smack 4 in the face? (Syafiq)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Has 13 met your mother? (Syazwan)&lt;br /&gt;I don't rlly remember but most prolly no. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Have you traveled anywhere with 10 ? (Sherweine) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; white-space: normal; line-height: 14px; "&gt;Yes, Perthhhhhhhh! But she doesn't remember me being there tho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. If you gave 7 $100, what would they spend it on? (Darlina)&lt;br /&gt;Prepaid cards or smth? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What's your best memory of 3? (Shawn)&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha CHUBBY BUNNY AT PIZZA HUT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What is your best memory with 8 ? (Vanessa)&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What was the last thing you did with number 15 ? (Hidaya)&lt;br /&gt;OH GRAD NIGHT I GAVE HER SOME GRAD NIGHT LEFTOVER FOOD CEREAL PRAWN YUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. When did you meet 6 ? (Dessy)&lt;br /&gt;Temasek Secondary School, Secondary 1/7 2008. &lt;/span&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/3495087153322675928-5748710279656965405?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/5748710279656965405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/96-new-blogskin-yay-so-happee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5748710279656965405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5748710279656965405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/96-new-blogskin-yay-so-happee.html' title='96. New blogskin yay so happee!'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-6702745723146874200</id><published>2009-11-12T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:29:36.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>95. Sweeeet love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Girl:*sigh* I`ve always wanted to dance in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Boy:what if I told you, you could at this very moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Girl:what are you talking about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Boy:hold on.. *runs off* *comes back with a watering container*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Girl:what is that for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Boy:you`ll see. start dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Girl:okay.. *dances*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Boy:*turns water container above her head. the water slowly sprinkles on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;her soft silky hair and he gently kisses her "in the rain".*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&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/3495087153322675928-6702745723146874200?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/6702745723146874200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/95-sweeeet-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6702745723146874200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6702745723146874200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/95-sweeeet-love.html' title='95. Sweeeet love.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-3967709063416065738</id><published>2009-11-12T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:27:04.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>94. Busy as a bee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey. Been a long time since I've blogged eh. Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's quite okay. Holidays started like what, from last Sunday onwards? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't really feel like the holidays for me cause' been going back to school for like, gradnight? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week, the whole week from Monday to Friday went back for decor. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not even in decor but its quite fun helping out tho. Rather than rotting at home. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every single day we'd never fail to go lunch together. Anywhere near school, of course. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came back on Monday and Tuesday this week too. Hahahaha. So yesterday was one of the days when I finally didn't have any plans(actually i did but mom was feelin' moody) so I couldn't watch movies at Sharmane's crib. Sorry guys! ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the funniest thing was that, when I asked my mom the next day around morning liddat, asked her if i could have breakfast with Dessy at Bedok Macs. Was happy cause' she let me go. Hahaha. So yeah, me and Dessy were planning to meet at 10. In the end, she reached at about 11+? She came to my house first to give me some food(?) hahahaha. Smth liddat. So yeah, after that went to Macs. Wanted to eat breakfast but we reached there like at 11++ so breakfast over already. Sad. ): So yeah waited for 1hour plus for the extra value lunch from 12-3 that offer thingey hahaha. Yeah. McSpicy? And some fries. Was damn full. Then I started sneezing. Dunno why. HAHA. Got this bunch of mats that think they look really handsome but they're so not omg. *vomits* Hahaha right Des? ^^ Hahah so yeah then Jarrold joined us cause' Dessy and him are emcees for PSL gradnight something like that la hahaha. Was doing wordlists when i came across the word "gratis". "Gratis" was indonesian. So I was like "Eh hahah so cute, it means the same thing in english.". Still means free. Damn cool la i couldn't stop thinking about it. So after that, I sneezed like crazy la the whole day i'm serious. Sneeze until no tomorrow. When I reached home also I still sneeze like shit sia. Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Dessy are like exchanging gifts for Christmas. She knows what I'm getting her and I know what she's getting me. HAHAHA COOL RIGHT!! ^^ Yeah. So mm hmm, thats all. Oh I forgot to say that I had a very nice "heart-to-heart" conversation with Shawn. Maybe its not really heart-to-heart but like abit ah kind of! :D Heeeeeeh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YESTERDAY MY MOM WAS SNORING LIKE A MACHINE. OMG I'M SERIOUS. I COULDN'T SLEEP UNTIL SHE STOPPED SNORING. I TRIED EVERYTHING; PUT TISSUE IN MY EARS, COVER MY HEAD WITH BLANKET. EVERYTHING!! And still couldn't sleep. So I'm very sleepy today but i'm hungry now. Oh annabelle, myra and me went to Delifrance at Parkway to eat lunch and we played shootbangmary(?) hahaha damn funny! Alot of names came up. :) :) Yeah and then went back to school, did work and now i've got a splinter-like thingey in my right hand, fourth finger. Hurts like !@#$%^&amp;amp;*. Gosh. I think its gonna remain there for a while .. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok now I'm gonna sleep. Wooh, its been a long time since I've blogged like this like super wordy. Pictures up soon la huh i keep procrastinating cause' blogger sux. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;G'night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;amp;imissyou. ):&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/3495087153322675928-3967709063416065738?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/3967709063416065738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/94-busy-as-bee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3967709063416065738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3967709063416065738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/94-busy-as-bee.html' title='94. Busy as a bee.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-7391814577198680990</id><published>2009-11-09T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:09:35.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>93. Tedium.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;1. What Color Is Your Toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Name One Person That Made You Smile Today&lt;br /&gt;Dessy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What were you doing at 8 AM?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping still. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What were you doing 45 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;Texting. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite candy?&lt;br /&gt;Soft gummy ones. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's the last thing you said out loud?&lt;br /&gt; "Can you stop annoying me. Gosh. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is the best ice cream flavor?&lt;br /&gt;Mint Chocolate Chip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was the last thing you drank?&lt;br /&gt;Pokka Mango Tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is the longest you have gone without sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;20 - 21 hours? Not quite sure. But I remember sleeping at 4 and waking up at 7. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Have you ever made a promise you'd die to keep?&lt;br /&gt;Yupp. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The last sporting event you watched?&lt;br /&gt;Uhhhhhhh. Forgot. Hahaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your favorite flavor of popcorn?&lt;br /&gt;Buttered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who is the last person you sent a message to on Facebook?&lt;br /&gt;Dessy Faradina. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Ever gone camping?&lt;br /&gt;YEAH TOTALLY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you take vitamins daily?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Don't bother. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you drink your soda with a straw?&lt;br /&gt;Usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What did your last text message say?&lt;br /&gt;Dessy- "Okay. Better. Haha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Look to your left, what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;Wall ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What color is your watch?&lt;br /&gt;Electric Blue and Gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What did you do yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tampines Swimming Complex and did my HOMEWORK! ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you go in at a fast food place or just hit the drive thru? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;Fast food place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What is your favorite number?&lt;br /&gt;17/18/27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who's the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lim hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Any plans tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Biggest annoyance in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Actually nothing much. Haha. Wouldn't want to say it here anyway. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Last song listened to?&lt;br /&gt;Catch Me - Demi Lovato (Fith's blogsong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Can you say the alphabet backwards?&lt;br /&gt;Ok wait lemme try. *tries* Ok nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Is anyone jealous of you?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you love anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, like duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What do you usually do during the day? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;Usually on the laptop. Or school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you use the word 'hello' daily?&lt;br /&gt;Mmm hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Meaning of life?&lt;br /&gt;OOH BALLOONS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you like cats?&lt;br /&gt;Not really. They kindaf freak me out. O: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. How did you get your worst scar?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a "worst scar". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Last meal?&lt;br /&gt;Fillet O Fish with Coke and large fries. Oh and apple pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Have you ever dated someone twice?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Gone on a date?&lt;br /&gt;Uhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Have you ever fallen in love?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Have you ever lost someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Have you ever slept until 1PM?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you met a famous person?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure hahhahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you have at least 2 people you can tell pretty much anything to?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. My mom and **Jason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. List three favorite colors/shades:&lt;br /&gt;Purple. Turqoise. Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Laughed until you cried?&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaaaaaah. Loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Lowering the drinking age?&lt;br /&gt;Don't care. I can't drink. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes. Depends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Would you kiss any of your facebook friends?&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. How Many Kids Do You Want To Have?&lt;br /&gt;2 or maybe 3 ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Do you want to change your name? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;Yes. Make it just Faizah. Or better: Fuzzy-ah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. What time did you wake up today?&lt;br /&gt;9.15 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;14 BUT 15 IN ANOTHER __ DAYS!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping. Or watching tv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. What is your favorite thing in your room?&lt;br /&gt;My CRUSH perfume hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Alright. Hi! :D How are you today? Heee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;I'm very happy today. Can't you see that? I have no idea why but I just am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Whee. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Ok proper post and pictures part2 some other time alright. G'bye. ^^&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/3495087153322675928-7391814577198680990?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/7391814577198680990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/93-tedium.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7391814577198680990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7391814577198680990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/93-tedium.html' title='93. Tedium.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-6844955200212529785</id><published>2009-11-06T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:56:02.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>92. 92 posts, with Hussain, my brudder. ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;HI THIS IS MY 92TH POST. SAME NUMBER OF POSTS AS MY BRUDDER, HUSSAIN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;YEAH MAN. WOO HOO. HAHAHAHA. OK THIS IS RETARDED. I'M V HNGRY. GOD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;HUSSAIN HAS THE COOLEST SISTER IN THE WORLD. MUAHAHAHAHAHA. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;OMG GO HUSSAIN'S BLOG NOW WE GOT SAME POST AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;ok dah merepek. kthxbaiiiiiii. ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&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/3495087153322675928-6844955200212529785?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/6844955200212529785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/92-92-posts-with-hussain-my-brudder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6844955200212529785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6844955200212529785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/92-92-posts-with-hussain-my-brudder.html' title='92. 92 posts, with Hussain, my brudder. ^^'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-6886901939892149992</id><published>2009-11-05T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T22:07:35.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>91. No title omg i feel like shitting hahahz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;A story says what body part you wash first relates to your personality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;HAIR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Those who wash their hair first are the artistic type. Daydreaming is your hobby but you can achieve what most other people cannot. Dedication is lacking but you will work tirelessly towards goals which are to your liking. Money is not important to you. Friends are but only intellectuals and fellow artistic types. You make the best lover as you are most willing to explore and please your partner. Talent is your main strength. Your best partner in life will be those who chose chest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;CHEST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Those who wash their chest first are the practical type. You are straightforward and do not beat around the bush. To you, convenience is of paramount importance. You hate to be distracted when concentrating and are impatient with people who do not see things your way. You’re a good lover and willing to try new things. Your best partner in life will be those who chose hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;ARMPITS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Those who wash their armpits first are dependable and hard working. Generally a very popular person as you are very down to earth and willing to help others. You tend to get yourself into trouble as you cannot tell whether people are genuine towards you. You are the working type with average talent. Your best partner in life will be those who chose shoulders.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;FACE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who wash their face first money is important and you will do anything to get it. Integrity and dignity is not important. You feel that friends are there to be used and life is one big hassle. Other people find it hard to understand you but you are not concerned as to what they think. You are a very self-centered person. You’re an average lover as you tend to be absorbed in self pleasure at the expense of your partner. Your best partner in life will be those who chose other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;SHOULDERS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who wash their shoulders first are very responsible. You work hard at everything you attempt. People often think you’re stuck up as you tend to spend your time alone. You are very dedicated and make friends for life once others get to know you. Money and power are fairly important to you. You make a faithful lover and tend to be faithful for life. Your best partner in life will be those who chose armpits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;GENITALS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who wash “other parts” first are very average. Undoubtedly, you have your inner strengths but people find it hard to see. You must learn to be a little bit more adventurous and sell your potential. Deep down, you are a very likeable person with very few faults. However, the key will be to make your strengths stand out and not just hide your weaknesses. You are an average lover. You have great fantasies about different techniques but unfortunately are not brave enough to try them out. Your best partner in life will be those who chose face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-6886901939892149992?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/6886901939892149992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/91-no-title-omg-i-feel-like-shitting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6886901939892149992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6886901939892149992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/91-no-title-omg-i-feel-like-shitting.html' title='91. No title omg i feel like shitting hahahz.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-1208740698559752954</id><published>2009-11-03T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:08:16.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>90. 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SvAmEjvvgHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/FaPEdg6nEOY/s400/DSC02329.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399857812974043250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-1208740698559752954?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/1208740698559752954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/90-pictures-part1-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1208740698559752954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1208740698559752954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/11/90-pictures-part1-d.html' title='90. Pictures Part1. :D'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/SvBGy10Zz_I/AAAAAAAAAME/PCSHfhtVSnc/s72-c/DSC02461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-6436823104207743972</id><published>2009-10-30T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T21:29:28.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>89. quand tout se délabre.</title><content type='html'>Hi. I'm &lt;b&gt;happy&lt;/b&gt; like shit today. Hahahahah. &lt;div&gt;Ok. So today's a pretty slack day. But quite fun. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Early in th morning some good things happened to me already. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played charades during English today. Before that, there was some police talk ah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The policeman's english is terrible, hahaha but it was funny. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think he's quite nice toooooo. :O Talked about underage sex and like, loansharks employing such young people to work as "runners" to do most of the dirty jobs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Just out of curiosity, what age can we have sex?" - Johannes Julian. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after that, was charades then it was recess. Ate the egg mee thingy. It was disgusting omg. Then went for recycling. Sweating like a pig there! We went up and down the school to find recyclable things. Luqman got his D&amp;amp;T textbook and Maths textbook too. Hahaha. Lucky bastard. :) So after recycling, went to class. Just in time. Teachers were giving out streaming results. I got F&amp;amp;N and Elec Lit!!!! YAY. ^.^ Hahaha. I laugh at all the people who are taking Elec History next year. HA-HA. You have to spend more money. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw the booklist and was very happy cause' got My Sister's Keeper in the syllabus. So happy can. I watched the movie and read the book too. Muahahahahahaha. :P So yeah. After that, Shawn, Myra, Melody, Shuen-ler and myself went to Siglap KFC to eat lunch. Alot of funny things happened there. Hahahahah. Went back to school for decor and saw Najib in the bus. He changed alot. O: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doing decor is so fun. Hahahaha. We laughed like shit man there! Shawn started it as per usual. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I've realised that I'm not the one that is depending on you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;You're the one that is depending so much on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I hope you learn to be independent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; But sadly, things aren't the same. At all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Your attitude is getting from bad to worse. I thought I could bear with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But sadly, I just can't take it anymore. &amp;amp;don't worry, I'm gonna prove you wrong. &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/3495087153322675928-6436823104207743972?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/6436823104207743972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/89-quand-tout-se-delabre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6436823104207743972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6436823104207743972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/89-quand-tout-se-delabre.html' title='89. quand tout se délabre.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-2540644565381419310</id><published>2009-10-26T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:44:55.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>88. Selfless and Self-centered.</title><content type='html'>I've just ranted about everything thats making me so pissed off these days. &lt;div&gt;Wanted to post it up, but decided not to. Since I think it would make only matters WORSE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'd better change your attitude or I'm going. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(everybody's changing, nobody bothers anymore) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-2540644565381419310?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/2540644565381419310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/88-selfless-and-self-centered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2540644565381419310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2540644565381419310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/88-selfless-and-self-centered.html' title='88. Selfless and Self-centered.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-2258042709463377117</id><published>2009-10-26T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:54:11.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>87. One in a million.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AamLl681zS4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AamLl681zS4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey. Hahaha. I was caught humming to this tune some time ago. Finally decided to look it up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Friday was alright. Had fun under the sun(-.-) and got to know some sec1s. :D Got my watch tan, am so happy. :D Went back to school to wait for the girls to do their streaming. After that, Myra, Shawn and me went to Parkway. We bought bubble tea and we got high in cold storage. Cause' of Shawn. Hahaha. She started laughing cause' of the music and Myra and me laughed along with her. Hahaha. Went to buy nail polish. We're planning to paint our nails for council camp. :D :D :D Went to Marks&amp;amp;Spencers cause' we couldn't decide which chips to buy in Cold Storage. Bought some bacon chips and lightly sea salted. Vanessa joined us soon later then we went to join Syafiq, Timothy, Jun Shen and DeKai at Popular. We didn't buy anything in the end. Hahahaha. Went to macs to eat icecream and again, Shawn kept laughing. Hahahahaha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday? Hmm I think I stayed at home.. Oh I went to the doctor to accompany my sister and mom then my sister vomitted hahahahaha. Random. K. Nvm. Sunday? Stayed at home.. Nothing to do.. Bored. Today? Went to school for council. Deco in the morning. :) Was fun. I think. Hahaha. Quite okay ah. Went to KFC for lunch then we jaycrossed and it was so funny. We were like one big group of student leaders. Hahaha jaycrossing. And then a few of us crossed before the car went past. Then there were like ALOT more people who haven't crossed the road. So its like they standing in the middle of the road, waiting for no cars. Hahahaha. Sherweine took a picture I think ? Hahaha. After that went back to school for meeting. After meeting, went Parkway again. :) To buy my file. &amp;amp;starbucks hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I had loads of fun today. :D :) :P ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey **Jason. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm not sure if you're gna read this. But you know who you are. :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you for all the wonderful trips we made to PP and MPCC/L. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You've been a great friend eventhough alot of things have been cropping up. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How I wish everything were back to normal too huh? Hahaha. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be strong alright and don't ever breakdown. In front of THEM. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;[♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-2258042709463377117?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/2258042709463377117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/87-one-in-million.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2258042709463377117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2258042709463377117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/87-one-in-million.html' title='87. One in a million.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-7342729955276775201</id><published>2009-10-25T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T20:57:30.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>86. Because.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You all just seem to talk to me because you want something from me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Unless you don't want or need anything, you just don't bother talking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sucks to be me. Sucks to have friends like this. Not worth it. At all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 17px; "&gt;Just because- I’m quiet, doesn’t mean I don’t have a lot to say.&lt;br /&gt;Just because- I appear happy, doesn’t mean everything is ok.&lt;br /&gt;Just because- I’m sarcastic, doesn’t mean i don’t take things seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Just because- I forgive, doesn’t mean I forget.&lt;br /&gt;Just because- I don’t listen to your problems, doesn’t mean I don’t care.&lt;br /&gt;Just because- I’m gullible, doesn’t mean I can be cheated.&lt;br /&gt;Just because- I’m stubborn, doesn’t mean I’m not easy going.&lt;br /&gt;Just because- I don’t study, doesn’t mean I’m stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Just because- I don’t show my feelings, doesn’t mean I don’t have any.&lt;br /&gt;Just because- I’m honest, doesn’t mean i’m outspoken.&lt;br /&gt;Just because- I’m not like you, doesn’t mean i’m weird.&lt;br /&gt;Just because- I’m unsure, doesn’t mean I’m afraid.&lt;br /&gt;Just because- I don’t love you, doesn’t mean I don’t have feelings for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Just because- I don't feel like talking, doesn't mean you can just ignore me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Just because... &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/3495087153322675928-7342729955276775201?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/7342729955276775201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/86-because.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7342729955276775201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7342729955276775201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/86-because.html' title='86. Because.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-799306291763514584</id><published>2009-10-25T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T14:35:20.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>85. GO AND FUG YOURSELVES.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I. CAN'T. HEAR. YOU. (!!!!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;lalalalalalalalalalalalalala. &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/3495087153322675928-799306291763514584?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/799306291763514584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/85-go-and-fug-yourselves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/799306291763514584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/799306291763514584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/85-go-and-fug-yourselves.html' title='85. GO AND FUG YOURSELVES.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-8514022029377995317</id><published>2009-10-23T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:52:44.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>84. Just not the same.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;I'm having the day from hell,&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't all going so well (before you came)&lt;br /&gt;And you told me you needed space,&lt;br /&gt;With a kiss on the side my face (not again)&lt;br /&gt;And not to mention (the tears I shed)&lt;br /&gt;But I should have kicked your (ass instead)&lt;br /&gt;I need intervention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Attention to stop temptation to scream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everything is messed up straight from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Gotta pick myself up where do I start&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I can't turn to you when it all falls apart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where I parked my car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't know who my real friends are (anymore)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I put my faith in you&lt;br /&gt;What a stupid thing to do (when it rains it pours)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to mention (I drank too much)&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling hung over (and out of touch)&lt;br /&gt;I need intervention&lt;br /&gt;Attention to stop temptation to scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby&lt;br /&gt;Everything is messed up straight from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Gotta pick myself up where do I start&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I can't turn to you when it all falls apart&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can it be easier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can I just change my life?&lt;br /&gt;Cause it just seems to go bad everytime&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I be mending?&lt;br /&gt;another one ending once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is mest up straight from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Gotta pick myself up where do I start&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I can't turn to you when it all falls apart&lt;br /&gt;No [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falls apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gotta pick myself up 'cause things are messed up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;feeling this way all of a sudden. i long for everything to be alright again. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i don't want to do this anymore. i'm fcking serious. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;you guys don't know how it feels, thats why you're saying all this. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but please put yourself in her own shoes. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;would you wnt people to talk to you and treat you like that?  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-8514022029377995317?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/8514022029377995317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/84-just-not-same.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/8514022029377995317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/8514022029377995317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/84-just-not-same.html' title='84. Just not the same.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-1376645668076411044</id><published>2009-10-21T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T20:03:34.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>83. Pricelessssssssss 2/7.</title><content type='html'>The whole secondary 2 cohort was in the hall for going through literature papers. Wah damn fucking funny sia hahahahahahaha. Mdm Sharifah showed all the results for the express classes. Most of them did SUPER GOOD. Hahahahaha. Then when she show our results ah. HAHAHA. The looks on their faces was priceless!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; p r i c e l e s s ..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So funny. Hahahahaha. Ok imma watch singapore idol now. :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/3495087153322675928-1376645668076411044?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/1376645668076411044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/83-pricelessssssssss-27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1376645668076411044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/1376645668076411044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/83-pricelessssssssss-27.html' title='83. Pricelessssssssss 2/7.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-5158139843001903224</id><published>2009-10-20T16:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:31:15.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>82. No matter what.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The average amount of money you spend on me every month is about: $240 + $80 + $28 + $100 + $130 = $578&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Every year you spent about $6936. This is the amount of money you spend on me EVERY YEAR. Without all my nonsensical demands like laptops, phone etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I've learnt that late night mugging doesn't work. And burning the midnight oil is NOT GOOD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You've sacrificed alot for me and all I do is fail. I know I'm a failure. You can't deny the fact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I've blamed everyone and almost everything for the consequences of my own actions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And I'm sorry for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I know there's no point in crying over spilt milk but what else is there for me to do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Regret? Done that. Reflect? Done that. And I'm sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I think this is the kind of punishment I should get. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;No laptop for holidays except for school and weekends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;No more purchasing of expensive things for myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;No more going out, its time to buck up. (except again, for school etc.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;No more skipping tuition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;No more not practicing religion. I think this is the retribution I get for not practicing religion for a very long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;No more slacking/playing/fooling around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;MUST GET DISIPLINE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;YOU'RE SECONDARY 3 NEXT YEAR FAIZAH. BUCK UP. 2+++++++ MORE YEARS TO THE BIGGER O'S. 1++++ YEAR TO THE BIG N'S. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You can't deny the fact that you're a failure because of your own actions. No matter how hard you try, YOU. ARE. STILL. A. FAILURE. FAIZAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe i'm just thinking too much. &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/3495087153322675928-5158139843001903224?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/5158139843001903224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/82-no-matter-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5158139843001903224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/5158139843001903224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/82-no-matter-what.html' title='82. No matter what.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-7490802707804369701</id><published>2009-10-18T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:09:27.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>81. To forget you.</title><content type='html'>Hey. Hahaha. &lt;div&gt;Exams are over. So is my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Might as well enjoy it while it lasts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday's gna be doomsday, I'm gna be crying. Prepare a funeral for me k. :) Bring me red roses, I like. Hahahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went for jalan raye with: Fith, Fana, Farah, Nadia &amp;amp; the fantastic four. Didn't turn out as expected cause' got fights, drama etc. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went for perjumpaan hari raye. Before that got council meeting. Perjumpaan hari raye = funny + racist + good food + great entertainment + fun. After that, jalan raye with: Luqman, Nadhirah, Nadia, Hussain, Naufal, Qaisara, Aishah, Rehan, Amir, thats all i think. Camwhored at the playground, scary.. Long story. Cabbed home at around 10+. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saturday went to ECP. Sandcastle building = good + painful. Got abit of my watch tan hehehehehe. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today went to Tampines, bought lotsa stuff. :) New Jansport bag, hehehe. Purple!! Bought a dress too, greyish. Mom bought shoes and bought a wallet for someone. Ate at secret recipe and my mom and myself totally enjoyed a girls' day out today. My sis had to stay at home to study, muahaahahahahahahah. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tomorrow? Most prolly going Safra to BOWL! With normal people. :D Yayness, i'm gonna go pokai tomorrow. ): &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Google Chrome's quite cool. Just downloaded it. Hahahaha. Currently uploading pictures which is taking forever(literally). Gaaaaaaaah. Ok bye. I wnt to watch Flash Forward! :D  &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/3495087153322675928-7490802707804369701?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/7490802707804369701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/81-to-forget-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7490802707804369701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/7490802707804369701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/81-to-forget-you.html' title='81. To forget you.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-3689246696197557209</id><published>2009-10-15T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:58:05.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>80. Jinx.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What defines a best friend? What are the requirements to be a good best friend? How many hours a week does it entail? Stupid questions that have no answers. A best friend is not defined by how many times they talk on the phone, or how many hours they hang out together. It is not defined by how many sleepovers they gossip at, or how many inside jokes they have. There are no requirements or laws that state that a good best friend must hang out with them every weekend, or tell each other every little detail. A best friend is a matter of opinion. It is the person who has been there for you through everything, not just through the fun things, or the little things. It is the person that you call when you are at your absolute worst, it is the person who saves you when you didn’t even notice that you needed saving, mostly it is the person who accepts you for who you are, and the person that you are becoming. &lt;/blockquote&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/3495087153322675928-3689246696197557209?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/3689246696197557209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-defines-best-friend-what-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3689246696197557209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/3689246696197557209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-defines-best-friend-what-are.html' title='80. Jinx.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-2382378440952771667</id><published>2009-10-15T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:57:56.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>79. &gt;:(</title><content type='html'>When I finally thought I could prank someone, I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;That is so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with Hussain about his personal message. Something about someone kissing his cheek. Then I asked who it was. He said it was the girl he liked. I believed him. So I was like very happy happy for him ah. Then I showed him the video Luqman had showed me earlier in the afternoon. It was some ghost thingey ah. So I did the same to Hussain. Hussain got scared(hahaha) then i told him that that was the punishment for pranking me numerous times before. Then he finally said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hussain says:&lt;br /&gt;*you know whos the girl who kissed me?&lt;br /&gt;FAIZAH  ☮ - How I wish my eyes were cameras and my mind works like a photocopy machine. says:&lt;br /&gt;*nope.&lt;br /&gt;Hussain says:&lt;br /&gt;*she deosnt exist.YOU BEEN PUNKED.AGAIN!MUAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;*464646464664&lt;br /&gt;FAIZAH  ☮ - How I wish my eyes were cameras and my mind works like a photocopy machine. says:&lt;br /&gt;*ARE YOU SERIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;Hussain says:&lt;br /&gt;*if a girl were to kiss me&lt;br /&gt;*il be damn damn happy smilling at everything i do&lt;br /&gt;FAIZAH  ☮ - How I wish my eyes were cameras and my mind works like a photocopy machine. says:&lt;br /&gt;*OMG I H8 YOU HUSSAIN. &gt;: URGH.&lt;br /&gt;Hussain says:&lt;br /&gt;*thats for showing me that video&lt;br /&gt;FAIZAH  ☮ - How I wish my eyes were cameras and my mind works like a photocopy machine. says:&lt;br /&gt;*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;Hussain says:&lt;br /&gt;*BOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;epic fail. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-2382378440952771667?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/2382378440952771667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-i-finally-thought-i-could-prank.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2382378440952771667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2382378440952771667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-i-finally-thought-i-could-prank.html' title='79. &gt;:('/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-6383070506027540677</id><published>2009-10-15T18:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:57:30.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>78. I miss you like you were mine, bestf.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Missing someone isn’t about how long it has been since you have seen them or the amount of time since you’ve talked. It’s about that very moment when you’re doing something and you wish that they were right there with you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-6383070506027540677?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/6383070506027540677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/missing-someone-isnt-about-how-long-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6383070506027540677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/6383070506027540677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/missing-someone-isnt-about-how-long-it.html' title='78. I miss you like you were mine, bestf.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-2247882009142091296</id><published>2009-10-11T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:57:01.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>77. Privileged.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.countdownto18.com/wp-includes/images/Kristen%20Stewart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 184px;" src="http://www.countdownto18.com/wp-includes/images/Kristen%20Stewart1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/StE8rIIuIOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/I4ntYMT-Zkc/s1600-h/sage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/StE8rIIuIOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/I4ntYMT-Zkc/s200/sage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391156940555296994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they totally look alike. Hahahah. Look! &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find a nice picture of Kristen sort of smiling so I took this one. The girl in pink is Ashley Harbough. From privileged. My new fav tv show, hehehe. Okay back to studying history. Goodbyeeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-2247882009142091296?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/2247882009142091296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-think-they-totally-look-alike.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2247882009142091296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/2247882009142091296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-think-they-totally-look-alike.html' title='77. Privileged.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__txfUH5pIAM/StE8rIIuIOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/I4ntYMT-Zkc/s72-c/sage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-8018753715598457275</id><published>2009-10-09T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:56:48.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>76. I'm at war.</title><content type='html'>I did my (toe)nails today! Feel so strawberryish. But it looks like watermelon. Hahahaha. Turqoise plus pink? Hahahaha. First time doing sucha thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog paper was do-able. All the things I studied for came out so was quite happy. But am not confident in it tho. ): Malay was uber easy but I think I'm gna get lowest in class again. &gt;:( As per usual ah. After that, went to dnt room to check out our projects. Damn cool. Hahahaa. After that, went for meeting in council room. It wasn't even a real meeting hahaha but we had fun. :) Went to siglap for late lunch after that. Gossiped, play truth or dare, found out some interesting things and learnt some korean. PABO! :P Saw a grey porsche and a red Audi. Freaking nice. :) Took fourteen and thought/reflected about many things. I felt bad today, and urgh idk. Confused?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sometimes you don't realise that you've hurt someone, because you do that at the expense of your own happiness.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-8018753715598457275?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/8018753715598457275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-did-my-toenails-today-feel-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/8018753715598457275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/8018753715598457275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-did-my-toenails-today-feel-so.html' title='76. I&apos;m at war.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-733679797912547885</id><published>2009-10-08T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:56:25.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>75. Baaaaaaack.</title><content type='html'>Back to my normal self again. Hiiiiiiiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being MIA for so long and making you think that i've got depression or something. Hahahaha. Well i'm okay now I guess and life's never been any better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been going out to study alot nowadays. Always end up something funny happening hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;The other day, we studied at airport. Ate at Popeye's. Cost a bomb for 2 chicken and some fries, but it was totally worth it. Go try. Hahaha. From there, we went to Macs at T2 and Sheeqa and Faati came and joined us. Soon after, the boys left. So left four of us. I slept for like 20 minutes I think on the table hahaha then when i woke up, i continued studying lit. Took 24 home at about 8.45 ? Reached home at around 9+ and I had to walk through the stadium, damn creepy. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was Lit and Malay Paper1. Both was do-able but I think I screwed up Lit abit. The poem part. After that, I think me and Nadhirah went out to study at Bedok Library. Bumped into Shawn, Sharmane, Azirul. Then we bitched alot and ended up studying = not done. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday(yesterday) was uber fun. Hahaha. Despite that I needed to wake up early cause' I had tuition. -.- I woke up early for science tuition and after that got maths tuition. 9-1. After which, Nadhirah and I went to Tampines Macs to meet the guys. They came, I left. To get my geog things at home. Saw this real cute guy in the MRT but I think he's sec1. Hahaha. Reached macs then ate. Studied for a bit and the guys left. Notice that the guys always leave early. Because? I dunno why, hahahaha. Me and Nadhirah then took lots of tissue, hehehehe and made a mindmap on the person we disliked. Hahahaha damn funny! Can't show tho, its too mean to do that hahaha! And then Sheeqa joined us. :) From then on, we kept looking around at people who stared at us, saw Maryam and a bunch of guys and we laughed alot at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Adik pakai handphone faizah, battery adik MATI. " Hahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Got a new phone heheheh and after that right, the stupid repairman said that my Sony can be fixed. &gt;:( So now which one should I use? C902 or LG Cookie ? :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I don't know but I think I may be fallin' for you. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats all for today, gna revise more Geog omg. Bye!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-733679797912547885?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/733679797912547885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-my-normal-self-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/733679797912547885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/733679797912547885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-my-normal-self-again.html' title='75. Baaaaaaack.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3495087153322675928.post-8501478381955830882</id><published>2009-09-26T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:56:02.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>74. stfu.</title><content type='html'>(i'm going away for a while, where no one will find me. life's sucking ass, it sucks. i'm serious.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a fucking shit about this anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3495087153322675928-8501478381955830882?l=dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/feeds/8501478381955830882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/09/stfu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/8501478381955830882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3495087153322675928/posts/default/8501478381955830882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyconspiracy.blogspot.com/2009/09/stfu.html' title='74. stfu.'/><author><name>Fuzzzzzy ah . :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14653500517826198626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
