<?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-3785802772214680615</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:57:44.655+08:00</updated><category term='dad is my NO.1 chef in this world.'/><category term='time is passing by SUPER fast baby.'/><category term='Some people are just unappreciative ):'/><category term='this is something.'/><title type='text'>Nurfazzylah Ja'afar 07</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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>396</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-3924985147929928119</id><published>2011-07-06T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T20:05:10.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;They are a perfect picture of my perfectly imperfect couple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hPAqYBtR1yE/ThRPPnWYTII/AAAAAAAABzQ/XfQTqIJUnac/s400/tumblr_lntrgnaH4k1qlxsxoo1_500.png" style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JdoKZRXw-Cc/TdVFiQJhgrI/AAAAAAAABzE/sWo7x2A6dWU/s320/228721_10150183266794586_556039585_6795127_1980862_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608465365712601778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;As I was lying on my bed, the sudden thought about Friendship came to me. Few days back, a friend and I were talking about the whole Friendship thing and how it works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;To me, the only question that is in my mind at that point of time was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Is it wrong to feel envious of your own friends? The achievements they've made, the successes they've enjoyed?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I don't deny I do feel a tinge of envy when I see my friends doing so well. But that's all I'll ever feel. Towards the end, I know they've worked hard to achieve what they did and got so far in the end. I am proud of them. I &lt;b&gt;AM&lt;/b&gt; happy for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sometimes, probably it's because of the way I speak, the way I express myself... that it gives out the wrong impressions to my very own bunch of friends. It's because of the way I speak, they feel that I'm bragging, I'm boasting, I'm 'showing off' or whatever. True to myself and all you people out there, that has never been my intention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;All I ever wanted was to share what I know, to share how I feel, to share my happiness, to share my progress, to share my success. But it was never to boast about whatever that I've accomplished. You may not believe me, but boasting or bragging has never been my strongest point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If wanting to SHARE were wrong, then I don't know how else am I supposed to let out my happiness/joy/sadness etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;what happened in between? what made all of this come in between us? I am happy for you. But why can't I sense the same thing from every single one of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;as time goes by, one by one, I face different disappointments. I've tried to look at the brighter side of things. But it is not working. Tell me what else am I supposed to do? I thought just being the person you truly are is the best thing to do. But it isn't working for me. Why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Sometimes, I just feel that living without emotions would be the best for everyone. Then there would never be any hatred or misunderstandings between anyone. When that happens,  then can we look forward to world peace."&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/3785802772214680615-8270248792124536919?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/8270248792124536919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=8270248792124536919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8270248792124536919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8270248792124536919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/05/irony-of-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/-JdoKZRXw-Cc/TdVFiQJhgrI/AAAAAAAABzE/sWo7x2A6dWU/s72-c/228721_10150183266794586_556039585_6795127_1980862_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-630435812818353240</id><published>2011-05-12T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:43:49.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm making this official..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4efkObPb9jg/TcrByHE6LQI/AAAAAAAABy8/t0o-v9tItjM/s400/SDC17256.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605505752853261570" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't need hundreds of friends to make me happy... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cause I realised that by just having that ONE person who knows you inside out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; just knows how to make you feel better, then that's all that I need...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you told me that I should be appreciative for having one who is true to you no matter what happens ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;right now, I'm officially appreciative for having you as someone i can describe to be like my "sister-from-another-mother" (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I thought I'd be lazing around at home with nothing &amp;amp; no one to hang out with this week,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; there you are spending almost all of your time with me, doing almost nothing at all, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yet we don't feel any boredom too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really hope this lasts forever, and by forever, i LITERALLY mean come what may.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll pray to god everyday... (:&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/3785802772214680615-630435812818353240?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/630435812818353240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=630435812818353240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/630435812818353240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/630435812818353240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-making-this-official.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/-4efkObPb9jg/TcrByHE6LQI/AAAAAAAABy8/t0o-v9tItjM/s72-c/SDC17256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-8206511709777990819</id><published>2011-05-06T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T20:31:32.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;VROOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM..................&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QAajrtOGWNM/TcPp6XBW1DI/AAAAAAAABy0/RAYbLjrKNbE/s1600/05.Honda_.Civic.Coupe_.LX_.side_.500-E.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QAajrtOGWNM/TcPp6XBW1DI/AAAAAAAABy0/RAYbLjrKNbE/s400/05.Honda_.Civic.Coupe_.LX_.side_.500-E.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603579550200419378" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did you know? I had my first practical lesson today!! woooooo!!! It was kinda scary-plus-cool-plus-fun-plus-interesting (: i loved it... one problem though, I'm so tensed and scared of the stupid clutch (boohoo!!!) But I had a superbly nice instructor who will be teaching me for a few times!! phhhewwww!!! worth the extra cost i guess. right now, i'm still thinking of how to coordinate my gear, clutch, accelerator and break at the same time. I'm so bad at multi-tasking please. whatever it is, I can't wait for my next lesson (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, as much as I think this month is going to be fun for me, I'm in need of alot of 'funding' this month ): another boohoo!! Right now, I need money for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(It's all about the money, money, money ..... )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QvRy3_F7JFA/TcPp6LTHnfI/AAAAAAAABys/BSzTdCzG5s8/s400/12888_thumb125.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 125px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603579547053694450" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More driving lessons (Though mum is sponsoring, the cash is coming in too slowwww!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My holiday with her!!!! (&amp;amp; Mum is supposed to sponsor half of it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My stupid spoilt iphone repairs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Renewal of my overdued passport!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Handphone bills!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMG! So you see how much money i will need to get everything I want? If this is the case, my hard-earned money for the month of April (under the freaking hot sun) will all be gone even before May ends!! sobs to the max, can???? Gosh, and to add to that, there's no event this month!! Means no income for me!!!! TSK TSK TSK!!! Money, how to make more money? Lols! I just need them to pay what i want listed above (: then i'll be contented. hehe!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If i didn't need to chiong my driving, i would have gotten myself a proper FT job man. But nvrm, it will be paid of in at least 5 months time (: hehehe!!! Wish me luck people!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The mighty power of Him just makes me smile just now. When he wants something to happen, it will happen when you least expect it. Probably he knows that I'm ready for it, that's why he made it happen (:"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-8206511709777990819?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/8206511709777990819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=8206511709777990819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8206511709777990819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8206511709777990819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/05/vrooooommmmmmmmmmmmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/-QAajrtOGWNM/TcPp6XBW1DI/AAAAAAAABy0/RAYbLjrKNbE/s72-c/05.Honda_.Civic.Coupe_.LX_.side_.500-E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-3050651374109466861</id><published>2011-04-25T19:53:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T20:18:00.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLEASE TELL ME WHERE I WENT WRONG CAUSE I NEED 'ME' BACK ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 282px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599490599437424274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pHCkGgmPZxo/TbVjCGabVpI/AAAAAAAAByk/6H-hJNcB7NU/s400/d%2B%25282%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;As much as everyone says that time will heal everything and make things easier, it does - but by a tiny bit. Sometimes i wish i could just fast forward to the future where I'm over this stage and starting anew with my life. I am accepting the facts as they are, but i just don't wish to go through these emotional shits currently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;Getting myself busy was the ideal idea said by all of my friends. But there are 24 hours a day and i can't definitely make myself busy 24/7. just give me a few minutes to myself, and there i go again. an emotional wreck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;as i thought i'd be fine, there'd be a day in the week where things start to go back the way it was. i'm trying, im trying my real hard. i don't know who i can turn to now. i realised everyone has their own sets of problems - so what makes myself any different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;there's one thing that is really tearing me apart on the inside. something that makes me question myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;"the people i once held dear, the ones who were my pillar of support, joy and happiness, seems to be fading away from me. right now, i'm only left with the one and only friend i could ever count on." knowing this fact makes me feel like a failure in relationships/friendships. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;you all may think that i'm being all emotional and stupid. but hey, this is where i express my inner thoughts and feelings. this is the only way for me to let out to the 'world' what i'm feeling on the inside. you can just live your life as it is and why bother reading all this shits in the first place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-3050651374109466861?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/3050651374109466861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=3050651374109466861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3050651374109466861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3050651374109466861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/04/please-tell-me-where-i-went-wrong-as.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/-pHCkGgmPZxo/TbVjCGabVpI/AAAAAAAAByk/6H-hJNcB7NU/s72-c/d%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-3520406873741767307</id><published>2011-04-18T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T21:38:37.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8k1ZoEJL8xw/Taw-cKaGyOI/AAAAAAAAByc/dJibcjpozco/s1600/46081.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8k1ZoEJL8xw/Taw-cKaGyOI/AAAAAAAAByc/dJibcjpozco/s320/46081.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917090465794274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;J.U.S.T L.E.A.V.E M.E A.L.O.N.E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You know something, i guess right now i don't need anyone to start entering into &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;my life or bothering about what i'm thinking and how i'm doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;just let it be. just let ME be. i've had enough of pretentious attitudes and having&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;to figure out what's real and what's not. what i need right now is honesty, sincerity and a true friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;that's all i need. don't go anywhere near unless what you're doing is really because you care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've had enough of figuring everything out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-3520406873741767307?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/3520406873741767307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=3520406873741767307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3520406873741767307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3520406873741767307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/04/j.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/-8k1ZoEJL8xw/Taw-cKaGyOI/AAAAAAAAByc/dJibcjpozco/s72-c/46081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-1850007800401493945</id><published>2011-04-15T12:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T12:18:49.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;How I wish ... I could tell you ... How much ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595659585718769218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EwXYUSWjQhU/TafGvwLG1kI/AAAAAAAAByM/_ljhZKgc9I4/s400/f2b673c505690ed0a16441be5818f649.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am missing you right now ....&lt;/strong&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/3785802772214680615-1850007800401493945?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/1850007800401493945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=1850007800401493945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1850007800401493945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1850007800401493945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/04/how-i-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/-EwXYUSWjQhU/TafGvwLG1kI/AAAAAAAAByM/_ljhZKgc9I4/s72-c/f2b673c505690ed0a16441be5818f649.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-4445359199626744307</id><published>2011-04-14T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T22:18:44.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHY? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For once in my life, i don't need anyone to make the bigger decisions for me. I'm a human too, i have feelings and my own fair share of thinking. what you think may be the right thing for me, may not be the right thing for me. this is why each individual is made to have our own thinkings and mindsets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just don't get it why people always do this to me. I may look strong on the outside, but like any other human beings in this world, I break down too. Stop doing this to me. I still wanna be happy and confident with the choices i make - especially choices that will determine my future, who I wanna be and who i wanna be with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AT THE VERY LEAST, I DESERVE TO BE HAPPY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_gaCjx3FqJs/TacCFXQFKtI/AAAAAAAAByE/ECBZlglLUqY/s320/Picture0028.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595443353195195090" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-4445359199626744307?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/4445359199626744307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=4445359199626744307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4445359199626744307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4445359199626744307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-for-once-in-my-life-i-dont-need.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/-_gaCjx3FqJs/TacCFXQFKtI/AAAAAAAAByE/ECBZlglLUqY/s72-c/Picture0028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-6855949319418311390</id><published>2011-04-11T00:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T01:06:13.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah Montana Feat. Lilly [lola]- Wherever I go Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/G82OHwEDGyE?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Through searching for the right songs, I managed to find a few that says all the things that I've wanted to say to my dear friends as we graduate from Polytechnic and moving on to our individual and new chapters of our lives. No matter what happens, memories will always be there with me while I'm finding out who I'm gonna be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"So I'm moving on, letting go, holding on to tomorrow.. and I've always got the memories while I'm finding out who I'm gonna be.... we might be apart, but I hope you'll always know that you'd be with me, wherever I go...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is another song that I'd hope you guys (my dear dear friends out there) to hear as well. Don't hate the singer alright - Just &lt;b&gt;HEAR&lt;/b&gt; the song and &lt;b&gt;LISTEN&lt;/b&gt; to the lyrics. It's everything I wish to say to you guys out there. I love each and every one of you from the bottom of my heart (: The song is&lt;b&gt; "I'll always remember you - Miley."&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/3785802772214680615-6855949319418311390?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/6855949319418311390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=6855949319418311390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/6855949319418311390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/6855949319418311390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/04/hannah-montana-feat-lilly-lola-wherever.html' title='Hannah Montana Feat. Lilly [lola]- Wherever I go Lyrics'/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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://img.youtube.com/vi/G82OHwEDGyE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-7764329972253625524</id><published>2011-04-10T00:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T01:09:22.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Does things and people eventually fade away as time passes us by?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f8ZIDCMN8v0/TaCR87IL2lI/AAAAAAAABx8/TsLf8-jPImA/s320/editted.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593631213044357714" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;today got me thinking - does time moving means that people and things we once cherished will move on as well? if this is the case, then i'd rather be stuck in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;slowly i realised, friends &amp;amp; people i once loved are slowly drifting away from me. is it that i can never make a good friend for anyone to treasure or is it cause time is just the factor? it really saddens me to see that everything is moving on so fast. it's really too fast that i'm literally stuck in the past. as much as i want to catch up, i guess it's really a huge hill for me to climb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;friends whom i treasure dearly are the friends that i'll keep till i can't no more. and when i start treasuring someone, means i'm giving them my 100% trust. i hope, i just hope that i've picked the right people to trust and cherish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the choices i've made in life are those i will never regret no matter what happens. right now, i'm learning that it's hard to keep those i love with me forever, as forever is something that can never happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;with all these emotional posts, i've finally found time for myself and my family now. i'm loving what i'm doing for myself right now and i hope the future will be what i've been seeing myself as. my body clock has been arranged to wake up at 9.30am and i'll head to bed at 1230am. it's really a big jump to what i've always been doing like, sleeping most of my time and waking up at 12pm and having short naps thereafter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and oh!! i'm beginning to read again!!! Surprised and cool right? READING + FAZZY usually don't match. but right now, READING + FAZZY = THE BEST TIME KILLER EVER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;apart from that, my dearest ally has always been the cutie pie ever. she's been my companion for these past weeks and i'm growing real close to her. i'm finally bathing her in the evening and spending most of my time 'entertaining' her in the morning+afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;life so far has been hard, but i'm getting the hang of it. this is just the start of my life. if i can't survive this, then i think i can never survive adulthood. i'm working for what's best for my future, and i hope this time, the choices i make are the right ones for me (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i believe i will eventually make it through in the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-7764329972253625524?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/7764329972253625524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=7764329972253625524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/7764329972253625524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/7764329972253625524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/04/does-things-and-people-eventually-fade.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/-f8ZIDCMN8v0/TaCR87IL2lI/AAAAAAAABx8/TsLf8-jPImA/s72-c/editted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-3573893757016438494</id><published>2011-04-06T19:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T19:35:25.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Writing things down is the only way for me to express my thoughts and feelings&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"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who was I before I had to face the real problems of being an adult?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was someone who:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VcNANhPkmiQ/TZxPyRP3XaI/AAAAAAAABx0/7KBMXKTi6Oc/s320/DSC00177.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592432562329312674" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- couldn't care less what i need to do tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- just take the days as they are and try to be as happy as i can be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- sleep, tv and computer were the things that i need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- hang out only when i feel like it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- the only worry i had was school and money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- had (and still have) friends to make me smile when im down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- all i needed was them to make things better again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- be as cheerful and happy as i can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- independent &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- don't feel the need to depend on anyone except my parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- breaking down infront of anyone is a big no-no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- have my own thinkings and perceptions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- viewed things the way i wanted and no one can change it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- loved myself for who i am (wouldn't change anything about me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- free and happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;right now, i'm working towards the so-called road of recovery and trying to find my inner-self back. it has been hard with different and strong emotions overcoming each other, making myself confused and emotional. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;'FORGIVE'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is the word i learnt today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to forgive doesn't mean that i'll change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to forgive doesn't mean anyone will change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to forgive is to feel empathy and understanding towards them and wish them happiness no matter what happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;only when i've learnt to completely forgive, both myself and others, will i be able to let go and move on with my life.&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/3785802772214680615-3573893757016438494?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/3573893757016438494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=3573893757016438494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3573893757016438494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3573893757016438494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/04/writing-things-down-is-only-way-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/-VcNANhPkmiQ/TZxPyRP3XaI/AAAAAAAABx0/7KBMXKTi6Oc/s72-c/DSC00177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-1821391667206498768</id><published>2011-04-03T10:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T10:49:37.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm beginning to love the smaller &amp;amp; finer things in life...&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" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cu3h9wmDmt0/TZfgLlP3Q8I/AAAAAAAABxk/NX5ZXWZi7iw/s400/SDC17089.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591183951985591234" /&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/3785802772214680615-1821391667206498768?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/1821391667206498768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=1821391667206498768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1821391667206498768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1821391667206498768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-beginning-to-love-smaller-finer.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/-cu3h9wmDmt0/TZfgLlP3Q8I/AAAAAAAABxk/NX5ZXWZi7iw/s72-c/SDC17089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-7493045594339691332</id><published>2011-03-31T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T23:44:23.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;In the process of finding my own identity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mLOwJLtsTzo/TZShKGGuTEI/AAAAAAAABxc/Ug74IKfLZe8/s320/19B.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590270232283204674" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As i thought i have become the person i've always wanted to be, i didn't realize i lost the  understanding of where i came from. to be what i wanted to be, in one way or another, i found out that i forgot the place i came from and was born in. life was all about me and my happiness that i slowly nieglected the people around me, the people who were there for me from the time i was brought into this world to who i am today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;days of thinking has opened my eyes to the finer things in life that i have missed. the person who i used to be - happy even being around with just family and friends. i took them for granted and never really took the effort to spend quality time with them like i used to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;to be with the person i love, i changed the person who i've always loved - myself. along the way, i realised i wasn't living for myself anymore, but living for the person whom others wanted me to be. i changed to adapt to the changes around me as years passed, and only until now i realized that sub-consciously, i wasn't really happy as i thought i was. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i patted myself on the back for the things that happened to me and was proud of who i've become. but as i gave myself the biggest soul-searching period of my life, i realized i've moved further away from my origin just to be who i am today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;what happened to me recently woke me up to a few things. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i need to be the strong and independent woman i was. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i need to understand the place i come from.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;however, with all the things i've just said, i've never regretted any decisions i've made for these few years as they were the years that brought me happiness and in a sense grew me. memories will always be with me and no matter how long it has been, you will always be that special person in my heart. you made me understand the true meaning of love and how it feels to be loved. i'll cherish all the moments we shared, be it good times or bad. if all we want is the good times, then life is not called life anymore. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i gave myself positive possibilities of why you made your final decision and although it might not be true, i'll still think of it that it's cause you love me too much, that's why. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"True love doesn’t have a happy ending, because true love never ends. Letting go  is one way of saying I love you"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;as the chapter ends for me, i realised that new ones are opening. i'm living my life like how i've promised you and set goals for me to achieve. im becoming that strong and independent woman you first knew me as and i hope you are too. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;no matter what happens, no matter what people say, no matter what you think, i just want you to know that:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"You'll always hold that special place in my heart, that no one can replace"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-7493045594339691332?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/7493045594339691332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=7493045594339691332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/7493045594339691332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/7493045594339691332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-process-of-finding-my-own-identity.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/-mLOwJLtsTzo/TZShKGGuTEI/AAAAAAAABxc/Ug74IKfLZe8/s72-c/19B.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-5821827647807973319</id><published>2011-03-18T10:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T11:24:13.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The End Is Finally Here&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"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wXsardd0FeY/TYLPVcnuRVI/AAAAAAAABxM/YatD-uBUjxk/s400/SB.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585254455259841874" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, the days where we will stop working with each other on projects is finally here. Sighs. I don't know why, but after the whole competition yesterday my heart just felt so heavy. I was tired and sleepy but I just couldn't make myself go home and sleep. I wanted to hang out more with you guys and enjoy as god knows when we will have the time for that again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The competition was a bit of a letdown, and till now i just think that our group could win them hands down. Sighs, prolly the client just wasn't convinced enough with our Marketing Campaign. Oh wells, their loss! Haha, whatever it is, i know that ours was the best! hehe! Well 'Take It", second place isn't so bad after all huh. At least we get some cash money to spend on .... holiday maybe??? hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had fun with you guys during the wii session and come to think about it, most of the new activities i've learnt came with you guys first. haha! awesome or what. i just hope that though we are each embarking on new journeys to our own lives, we will still be as close as we are now and till forever. Guys (Jem &amp;amp; Xf) Please put in effort to meet us girrrrrllllllllllssss and chill with us too! Pffft. Always so lazy to plan. If possible, I'd love to meet you guys like 3/4 times a month to play some stupid activities and chillout somewhere (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sighs!!!! I'm gonna really miss my poly times with you guys though I've always been complaining about how dragging poly was!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till Graduation "Take It"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-5821827647807973319?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/5821827647807973319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=5821827647807973319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5821827647807973319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5821827647807973319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/03/end-is-finally-here-so-days-where-we.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/-wXsardd0FeY/TYLPVcnuRVI/AAAAAAAABxM/YatD-uBUjxk/s72-c/SB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-8970066078682993463</id><published>2011-03-11T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T16:54:37.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TIRED TIRED TIRED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;wooooohhhhh. finally, the weekends are here. though school is officially over, i didn't really manage to get a well-deserved rest after exams. work came straight on Monday morning and ever since, I've been up from as early as 6.00 in the morning!! omg. it's really so tiring that I thought i'd never make it till the weekend. after work were either project meetings or other plans that I need to fulfill. well, after this weekend i think i can finally get the rest i totally deserve. tomorrow's work will start as early as 1130 and after that, will be another working event at 6pm till like 11pm?!! gosh!!! and not forgetting, i have work on sunday morning too!! siannnnzzzzzzzz!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;well, on the brighter side of things, working in the different primary schools did make things fulfilling though. little kids are calling me "Teacher! Teacher!" and asking me to be their teacher!! haha! just hearing them say that is so so fulfilling i guess. this kinda made me interested in being a relief teacher that I signed up for relief teaching in one of the schools!! hehe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kids are adorably cute and innocent. i miss those times when problems are not part of my life. sighs. everyone grows up and eventually I did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pictures are not with me so i guess this will just be another wordy post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;chiaos people! i got my last project to chiong for!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-8970066078682993463?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/8970066078682993463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=8970066078682993463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8970066078682993463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8970066078682993463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/03/tired-tired-tired-wooooohhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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-3785802772214680615.post-1113078371889596541</id><published>2011-03-03T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T13:07:10.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Baby, did you mean all the words &amp;amp; promises you said to me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLE1A3eRQho/TW8hzZukE9I/AAAAAAAABxE/rKAy5GlcMnM/s320/SDC14659.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579715630298567634" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; line-height: 27px; " &gt;Anywhere you are, I am near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anywhere you go, I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anytime you whisper my name, you'll see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;How every single promise I keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cuz what kind of guy would I be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If I was to leave when you need me most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are words&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;If you really don't mean them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;When you say them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;What are words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;If they're only for good times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Then they don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;When it's love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Yeah, you say them out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Those words, They never go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;They live on, even when we're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;And I know an angel was sent just for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;And I know I'm meant to be where I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;And I'm gonna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Standing right beside her tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;And I'm gonna be by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;I would never leave when she needs me most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are words&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;If you really don't mean them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;When you say them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;What are words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;If they're only for good times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Then they don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;When it's love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Yeah, you say them out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Those words, They never go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;They live on, even when we're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Anywhere you are, I am near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;And I'm gonna be here forever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Every single promise I keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;Cuz what kind of guy would I be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;If I was to leave when you need me most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; " &gt;I'm forever keeping my angel close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; " &gt;&lt;b&gt;(What are words - Chris Medina)&lt;/b&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/3785802772214680615-1113078371889596541?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/1113078371889596541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=1113078371889596541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1113078371889596541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1113078371889596541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/03/baby-did-you-mean-all-words-promises.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/-DLE1A3eRQho/TW8hzZukE9I/AAAAAAAABxE/rKAy5GlcMnM/s72-c/SDC14659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-3005509821812847739</id><published>2011-02-25T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T22:46:47.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We're almost there &amp;amp; I just celebrated my 20th birthday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time is moving so fast that i can barely catch up....................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;after studying today, i went to mum's new cafe only to witness something that made me feel so sad for mummy. I really really wished that there was something that I could actually do to make her less tired and stress over the matter. looking at her face just now, i just felt so helpless. I am here, all grown up, but still there is nothing that i could do for her. all i've been thinking is that, why is life unfair to her, and why can't people just let us have some peace and carry on with our lives. i really wonder. it really saddened me to see her and daddy in that state, but right now, there is totally nothing that i can do. i just hope they will have enough courage and patience to see things through and I hope i can be there to help them once i'm done with poly. i promise that i would try my best to help them, no matter how lazy a person i am. sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3rDmZs0ofi0/TWfAnp-y8uI/AAAAAAAABw0/QPVFCSFLyjs/s320/182055_10150402486810515_509765514_17478046_6422895_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577638451038319330" /&gt;   &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R77ApZcatIo/TWfAnxmTvAI/AAAAAAAABw8/f8ILrPe1CCI/s320/182225_10150402489370515_509765514_17478072_5843279_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577638453083094018" /&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;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i7hUTvuiKsc/TWfAVAK8SxI/AAAAAAAABwk/jgfxD2qAMfs/s320/179830_10150402486955515_509765514_17478047_2905011_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577638130577328914" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_viTVBs2JfY/TWfAVbA1dhI/AAAAAAAABws/KoQI9zUwtf8/s320/183389_10150402486745515_509765514_17478045_2316414_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577638137782695442" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;on a brighter note, friends celebrated my 20th birthday for me (: though it was a simple one, i guess things went okay for the day. I'm finally 20 and I really need to buck up with life and start doing something proud for myself. I know i've been saying this for the past years, but this time, im really gonna try my utmost best. these are the top three things that i need to get done by this year:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. pass my driver's ASAP!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. a well-deserved holiday with my buddies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Enter SIM&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/3785802772214680615-3005509821812847739?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/3005509821812847739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=3005509821812847739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3005509821812847739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3005509821812847739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/02/were-almost-there-i-just-celebrated-my.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/-3rDmZs0ofi0/TWfAnp-y8uI/AAAAAAAABw0/QPVFCSFLyjs/s72-c/182055_10150402486810515_509765514_17478046_6422895_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-2972019117485313544</id><published>2011-02-12T22:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T23:00:15.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poly has officially ended people&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jz1zw36SH6c/TVafsRpwUPI/AAAAAAAABwc/XAkzQhxlPq4/s320/46777_423258171817_501096817_5008858_949083_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572817171919163634" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3 years passed in a blink of an eye. This may sound so cliche, but this is how I'm feeling about poly right now. I could still rmb the first day of poly and how scared i was, not being able to fit in. and here i am today, having the best of bestfriends and the most awesome of all the awesome boyfriends in the world. If you asked me if i ever regretted entering poly, my answer would be "HELL NO!" without poly, i wouldn't be who i am today and achieve what i've achieved today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;how ironic can it be that, when we were in poly, we just couldnt wait to get our butts home and sleep &amp;amp; on the last and final day of poly, most of us just wanted to hang in school till it's time to go. ahaha! humans are never satisfied with the things around them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so right now, im proud of myself for graduating from SINGAPORE POLY and proud of my team for getting into the finals for MMIT. on the start of YEAR 3, we told ourselves that we'd get into the finals for that module, and look at where we are now - in the finals for MMIT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;now, i wanna concentrate on my tests and exams before going for my well deserved holiday with my loved ones! i hope that my friends and boyfriend can be there with me on the first overseas trip of my life!! (Pathetic ain't I?!) Well, its okay! I hope that we'll be able to book the tickets for June and head there together!! Please make my dreams come true?? ehehe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not ready to start my new chapter of life and head to University. This just makes me realise how old i am! I'm so afraid of losing and forgetting the friends I've made over the years and how we may drift apart due to the distance we will be having (though Singapore is not that big -.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Im turning 20 in 6 days' time. But honestly, i don't feel anything for this year's birthday and valentine. idk why. prolly the disappointments in 2010 just makes me scared to have any expectations for this year's special occasions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Congratulations to all poly graduates. you've made it thus far!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-2972019117485313544?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/2972019117485313544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=2972019117485313544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2972019117485313544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2972019117485313544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/02/poly-has-official-ended-people-3-years.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/-jz1zw36SH6c/TVafsRpwUPI/AAAAAAAABwc/XAkzQhxlPq4/s72-c/46777_423258171817_501096817_5008858_949083_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-4592666840733363679</id><published>2011-02-01T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T23:19:57.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And it's a wrap, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TUggvtrjrTI/AAAAAAAABwI/ABEgTXO08kE/s1600/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TUggvtrjrTI/AAAAAAAABwI/ABEgTXO08kE/s400/Picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568736943331847474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And so, we finally had our final presentation for our Polytechnic days. Never thought that this day would come and here it was, came and ended. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im kinda torn between the feeling of relief and sad about graduating. im so used to having my friends around me, to be there for me when i need them. im so used to working with those friends and hanging out with them after school. im so used to talking nonsense with them and irritating one another. basically, im so used to having you guys around me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i know this day will eventually come no matter how much i wish time could slow down. sighs. all i can do now is sigh so much that i cant put into words how im really feeling at this moment. everytime i think of graduation, i feel proud of myself, yet i find it hard to have all of this 'race' ending. sighs and double sighs la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TUgiFsokiTI/AAAAAAAABwQ/LmorHw4D9pA/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568738420519635250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you! Yes you my precious muddy! haha! what would i ever do without having you with me whenever im angry, sad, disappointed or whatever shits i'd feel. haha! im so used to having you there for me, chasing me no matter how bad my temper was and bearing with all my nonsense. honestly, sometimes i do think what would i ever do without you being there for me during my poly days. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this may sound yucky yucky but well, i guess i should tell you how much i appreciate having a special friend like you in my life though. hehe!! touched right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no matter how bad my temper was, you never left me alone. no matter how sad i was, you'd call and write me letters to cheer me on. oh maddy, why are you just so nice! haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;honestly, i hope and wish so hard that we can go to UNI together. though i dont say it to your face everytime we talk about UNI enrolment, but i really hope that we will and can be in the same course and class! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but its okay, if we both have the same interest in a particular course, then we shall enter it together. or else, it's okay, just remember not to forget me okay - your MALAY friend (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, basically i've said most of the things i've wanted to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;next, is the acceptance of reality and to start moving on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&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/3785802772214680615-4592666840733363679?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/4592666840733363679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=4592666840733363679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4592666840733363679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4592666840733363679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-its-wrap-people-and-so-we-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TUggvtrjrTI/AAAAAAAABwI/ABEgTXO08kE/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-3005360002751880007</id><published>2011-01-25T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T23:21:14.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What does all of it mean?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, i realised that those (my friends or not) who have lower education and standards than what I currently have are still living a wonderful and fun lives as compared to me. This really got me thinking as to whether EDUCATION &amp;amp; QUALIFICATIONS do matter the most. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this post is not meant to bring down anyone - it's just a thought i got while browsing through the lives of people I know, be it someone close or not even close to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;most of them are of the same age as me, but one common thing they have is the fact that their education and qualifications are just the bare minimal. but still, it looks to me as though they are having much much better lives than me - most of the things that i've been wanting to have or do at least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;be it a car, a vacation or having the ability to afford the things that they want, does all of this really comes that easy? i know it doesnt, but how come at this age, they seem so stable and happy? the thing that makes me (irritated) at times is that fact that some of them are not even O'LEVEL CERT holders. sighs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;or is it cause that at this age, they do not have any burdens to carry or financial worries. hence, they have all the rights and ability to get what they want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;well, all i wanna know is that i hope all the things that i've chosen and been through will pay off in the end. I did not go this far to lag behind those who are not even close in standards with me. arrogance is not what i am, but facts are what im putting through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-3005360002751880007?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/3005360002751880007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=3005360002751880007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3005360002751880007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3005360002751880007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-does-all-of-it-mean-well-i.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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-3785802772214680615.post-8096117456868641106</id><published>2011-01-13T23:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T23:25:51.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;HAPPY PILLS? = TEMPORARY HAPPINESS&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"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TS8YZ49KMwI/AAAAAAAABwA/BWd3BaRSMQc/s320/167251_1853058725167_1201766770_32328437_1451390_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561690897890554626" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;there are a lot of things in my mind right now. However, with all my f**ked up attitude, i managed to find the true friends who will be there for me no matter what. They are not my &lt;b&gt;happy pills&lt;/b&gt;, but they are the people who pulls me back up when I fall hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm sorting out my thoughts slowly now and i'm getting somewhere, i know. The reason for this post is simply to vent out my thoughts on what we call 'True Friends' at this time and age. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Getting to know new people is never wrong. But forgetting your friends is a mistake. Have you ever thought of how you would have gotten through your Primary/Secondary/Poly without that different bunches of friends you've once had? Would you have experienced what you did in your different school stages? Would you be able to pull through without the motivation and support of your friends then? During the different stages of your life, you will bump into different group of friends that goes through different stages of your life with you. &amp;amp; this is inevitable. But this doesn't constitute to you moving on so fast, and saying things like you've found your 'Happy Pills' and they are the ones who makes you happy. But what about the times WE made you happy? Weren't we your happy pills then? If we 'were' your happy pills, so that means your current 'happy pills' will be replaced by a new bunch of 'happy pills' when you've moved further on in life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You gotta feel what we are feeling right now. I'm not being bias cause she's closer to me now or cause she's still in contact with me. But what you've just posted on your FB stating that 'they are not worth to be with me' is just too much. if not for me or her, think of the other people you were once close with. Weren't they good enough to be your friends? Honestly, from how you are handling the situation with the help of your current 'happy pills', makes you seem so immature. Just because they've got your back, you agree with them to criticise us in that manner. How much do they know about your past? Or did they really taste the bitter-sweetness of your life when you were younger? All they know is the story-line, but never the true experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so disappointed to hear all this coming from you, and all I can say is, if they are your 'happy pills' and they are the ones who can make you happy, then you are not good enough for me, at least. You've said your piece. &amp;amp; I've said mine. Losing a friend like you is never a loss, cause i know in the end, i've managed to keep better friends like those im having right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks for all the memories we used to share. Probably our chapter ends here, but who knows. If we were meant to be good friends till the very end, we will. If not, good luck in whatever you do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is specially for you - on behalf of me and my friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-8096117456868641106?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/8096117456868641106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=8096117456868641106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8096117456868641106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8096117456868641106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-pills-temporary-happiness-there.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TS8YZ49KMwI/AAAAAAAABwA/BWd3BaRSMQc/s72-c/167251_1853058725167_1201766770_32328437_1451390_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-7426045723285520231</id><published>2011-01-10T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T20:34:36.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Need That Confidence &amp;amp; Motivation Back&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"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TSr8a2Ef4YI/AAAAAAAABv4/MG5xZJE2_2g/s320/43.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560534228063478146" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the final term is here. however, i just feel that im slacking in whatever ways possible - results, projects, attendance. seriously, i've got no motivation for this final race to poly life. the first project presentation was a huge letdown. somehow somewhat it took away a bit of the confidence i used to have. i know that one setback does not mean anything, and we gotta be strong enough to overcome it and get better. but i guess, from the way the tutor said it, it just made me feel like it was somehow my fault. sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nvrm. let's get on with life now. a few of my fb friends have been enjoying themselves to short getaway times with their friends. mannn, it just got me thinking- "when will it ever be my turn?" will i just have to live through this feeling of just envying my friends &amp;amp; not being to live them? i dont want that. i know i need to get this feeling turned to reality. after all the stress from school, i promise myself that i would go for a short getaway with my own bunch of friends. i want it. no matter what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;im turning 20 soon, and i really need to get something accomplished in my life - pronto. results aren't getting any better and im not proud of myself either. money wise, well.. i can just say that i can support myself better now, but i want more savings for my future. currently, im jobless again. talking about jobless, that incident also made me wonder if im really not good enough for the real world. i didn't ask for such attitude and im really trying to improve myself. im just afraid that i'll never, and can never succeed in becoming what i want. i want to prove those who looked down on me wrong. i am good. i can be good. i know i can (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;right now, things aren't going as well as i wanted 2011 to be. but its okay. for every little things that happen, there may be reasons to it. when all of this is over, i wanna concentrate on finding the right job for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-7426045723285520231?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/7426045723285520231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=7426045723285520231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/7426045723285520231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/7426045723285520231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-need-that-confidence-motivation-back.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TSr8a2Ef4YI/AAAAAAAABv4/MG5xZJE2_2g/s72-c/43.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-7699466434131374154</id><published>2011-01-03T18:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T18:47:57.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i miss them already&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"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TSGnXwcW2pI/AAAAAAAABvY/jYI0sVTt02E/s400/167787_1853062925272_1201766770_32328465_4793900_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557907441734572690" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TSGnX9efw9I/AAAAAAAABvQ/zYAdjw6diG8/s400/165638_1853053125027_1201766770_32328414_1833815_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 339px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557907445233206226" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&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"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TSGom0PsitI/AAAAAAAABvg/1lEb__koEYc/s320/168795_1853057605139_1201766770_32328433_3856781_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557908799964875474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px; font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TSGonE5ppjI/AAAAAAAABvo/xEHAkLI5fI8/s320/167805_1853052085001_1201766770_32328410_3719456_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557908804435813938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px; font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&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/3785802772214680615-7699466434131374154?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/7699466434131374154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=7699466434131374154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/7699466434131374154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/7699466434131374154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-miss-them-already-its-barely-week-and.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TSGnXwcW2pI/AAAAAAAABvY/jYI0sVTt02E/s72-c/167787_1853062925272_1201766770_32328465_4793900_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-1854677951293964772</id><published>2011-01-01T11:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T11:22:15.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;And its 2011..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how time flies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TR6dWLNmuqI/AAAAAAAABvI/q8BTVTovd7g/s320/SDC16665.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557051994514307746" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all i can say is this year's countdown was great. i managed to spend it with my girls whom i've missed so so so so so much &amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;HIM&lt;/b&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we spent our 2nd countdown this year. and i want the number to just keep growing and we will try our best to make it happen okay, chicken nose s***?? hehehe!! i love you and thanks for making it happen just for my sake. i hope you enjoyed yourself playing pool with the pro eh! he finally made you go quiet right?! hehehe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and to my girls, i love you girls to the freaking max okay?! when we graduate, please have some quality bonding time like yesterday (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS: Bello, can we have the pictures fast?! i wanna see our 'lovely' pictures!!!&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;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;01.01.11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-1854677951293964772?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/1854677951293964772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=1854677951293964772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1854677951293964772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1854677951293964772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2011/01/and-its-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TR6dWLNmuqI/AAAAAAAABvI/q8BTVTovd7g/s72-c/SDC16665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-5054003413625383679</id><published>2010-12-25T11:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T12:10:12.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS &amp;amp; SOON A HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;gosh, this week has really been totally hectic for me - AND I MEAN IT! work came all of a sudden and i was told to help out for christmas deliveries for 3 days. this meant that i've been waking up at a ghastly 430am in the morning to report for work at 6am!! -.- oh my god!!!! and my 3-day work turned to 5-day work week! that means i've been reporting for work in the early hours of the day from MONDAY-FRIDAY!! SAD LIFE LA SIA! (but i skipped wednesday though. hehe!) i don't know how i survived it though. so practically my 2nd week of holidays are gone just like that. too tired to even head anywhere after work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tsk to make it more worst, thanks to my sis i gotta continue work at another company till 130am on a CHRISTMAS EVE!!! Just as i reached home to get a nice nap on my last day of work, there she was calling me and asking me to report for work! *shouts* i can't say no cause the person-in-charge has been helping me when i needed to get work shifts!!! sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i've been working too much that i feel i need time to catch up on some things. sighs. but i'm glad that i managed to get small gifts and presents for my lovely friends out there (: at least this year im getting presents (though small ones they are) for them. hehe!! if not, im always a cheapskate! tsk tsk tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-5054003413625383679?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/5054003413625383679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=5054003413625383679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5054003413625383679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5054003413625383679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-soon-happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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-3785802772214680615.post-8076934511143008362</id><published>2010-12-19T19:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T19:41:22.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Family Day @ ECP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TQ3t9nv8D6I/AAAAAAAABuc/8qwKy_F5AQo/s320/IMG_0379.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552355558515543970" /&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;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TQ3t9Yy7t4I/AAAAAAAABuM/Fczu5z-Iwtc/s320/IMG_0372.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552355554501572482" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TQ3t9TXrdBI/AAAAAAAABuU/UjB37PbXaSo/s320/IMG_0378.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552355553045083154" /&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;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TQ3t-Fi77PI/AAAAAAAABus/HFlldNzWn8o/s320/IMG_0384.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552355566514072818" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TQ3t-M_D5uI/AAAAAAAABuk/tZSsA_wQ0Lk/s320/IMG_0381.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552355568511084258" /&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;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TQ3u9smICgI/AAAAAAAABu0/T39KcK2ObQM/s320/IMG_0388.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552356659328190978" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TQ3u9_VQQyI/AAAAAAAABu8/zE9va_M1Mzw/s320/IMG_0393.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552356664357700386" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;finally after weeks of not being able to spend quality family time, my parents made the effort to bring us out for fun (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ROLLER BLADING &amp;amp; BICYCLE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha, mummy wanted to learn roller-blading. and i find it cute wanting to learn it at that age. well, at least its a way for each of us to bond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALLY WAS JUST SUCH A CUTIE (:&lt;/b&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/3785802772214680615-8076934511143008362?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/8076934511143008362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=8076934511143008362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8076934511143008362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8076934511143008362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/12/family-day-ecp-finally-after-weeks-of.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TQ3t9nv8D6I/AAAAAAAABuc/8qwKy_F5AQo/s72-c/IMG_0379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-1076930662509487727</id><published>2010-12-18T14:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T15:05:03.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY THE YOUNGEST OF US ALL!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TQxaxzCm73I/AAAAAAAABt8/B5OvDT-G26A/s1600/163652_479015237938_601292938_6033763_4725576_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TQxaxzCm73I/AAAAAAAABt8/B5OvDT-G26A/s320/163652_479015237938_601292938_6033763_4725576_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551912252202217330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TQxbBTnWg-I/AAAAAAAABuE/S_Dri88s5z4/s400/165363_479010217938_601292938_6033634_1720821_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551912518644302818" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TQxaxiVuThI/AAAAAAAABts/dz-1tcuuH3Q/s1600/166446_479014747938_601292938_6033752_7330150_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TQxaxiVuThI/AAAAAAAABts/dz-1tcuuH3Q/s320/166446_479014747938_601292938_6033752_7330150_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551912247718989330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TQxaxc-tBrI/AAAAAAAABtk/sjw9KN2defU/s320/36247_479014342938_601292938_6033742_1768007_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551912246280259250" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woooo!! It's the last birthday for us to celebrate this year before everything starts all over again. Had a nice outing at SENTOSA to have fun under the sun sun sun! Singapore is just too small, and we've run out of ideas where to head for her birthday surprise. Just hope that though it was a small surprise, we've managed to made your day (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEACH VOLLEYBALL, THE SEA, THE SAND. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was great. free unwanted sun-tanning session though ): tsk, i wanna grow fatter really badly though. sobs sobs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DINNER &amp;amp; CHILLOUT TIME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and so, we headed to BUGIS for our dinner at VINTAGE DELI CAFE &amp;amp; food was ubberly nice! worth your every penny. customer service was excellent! haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;talked till it was time to go home! tsk, time passes by really fast when you are enjoying yourselves though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and, i guess we really got to thank our most dearest 'mummy' for driving us home! haha!! thank you MUDDY!! for being so patient! no worries, next time when we get our licence you will be our priority okay!! hehe!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i guess you got home only at 2-ish right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THIS IS THE REASON WHY WE LOVE YOU SO MUCH!! HAHAHAHAH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gosh. We're gonna have a badminton-tennis-swimming-basketball session again soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I SO CAN'T WAIT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna enjoy before the last race for my polytechnic life begins again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SIAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&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/3785802772214680615-1076930662509487727?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/1076930662509487727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=1076930662509487727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1076930662509487727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1076930662509487727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-youngest-of-us-all-woooo.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TQxaxzCm73I/AAAAAAAABt8/B5OvDT-G26A/s72-c/163652_479015237938_601292938_6033763_4725576_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-8671672056698759485</id><published>2010-12-16T00:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T01:13:14.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When we are so replaceable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550956278950386466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TQj1U1KP2yI/AAAAAAAABs8/ZsFRcwv3bic/s400/29664-Clipart-Illustration-Of-Three-White-Characters-Covering-Their-Ears-Eyes-And-Mouth.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, it's the holidays and i thought that it'd be a good idea to 'chiong' work so that i'll have more savings by Januray 2011. Looks like this plan of mine is gonna get ruined by them. tsk. after disappearing from work for 2 weeks due to the MSTs, i realised that a number of new girls joined the company. Results - we became so replaceable that they dont't really bother to let us work. how sad is that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my 3-day work week was cut to 1 day - and when i looked at the schedule, mostly were new names -.- i wonder if these girls are working only for the festive season or longer. hmmmm, seems like i gotta source for new job soon aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, the reason for my blogging at this unearthly hour is cause of something that happened at work - SOMEONE to make it more clearer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I didn't realise that a 3 year age gap is actually big enough to see the generation gap. oh my goodness, this girl can just keep blabbering without stopping and not having to drink water. like seriously. it's freakingly 10 in the morning, and there she was blabbering about everything. even thoughts that were supposed to be said IN THE MIND instead of saying it out loud. to make it worst, every single thing that comes out from her mouth, she wouldnt miss this word 'MY BOYFRIEND... ' goodness gracious girl. almost every girl has/has had a boyfriend. what makes you so special as to keep mentioning that word. seriously, if only i can use the f word on her. my patience was really good today, not to mention.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And second issue is that, she is definitely younger than me, we started work almost on the same month. only difference is that she works more times than me in a week. so to say, she knows more stuff than me. but heck, that doesn't give her the rights to order me like a fool. from &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Hey fazzy, could you help me take this" to "Hey fazzy, could you help me throw this" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;she even stopped me from trying to call my supervisor regarding customer's order. effing shit. if im allowed to, i'd shout at her effing face and ask her to just f off though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but sighs. advice from mum and boyfriend kept repeating on my mind - saying that in a working environment, you can't always flare up everytime you are unhappy. so okay, i was really patient enough. i just gave her the WHATEVER face though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"if given the chance, i would love to tape up her mouth and body so that they wouldn't keep moving so much each minute."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the obvious difference between secondary school KIDS and us TEENAGERS. now i understand the difference.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they talk almost about everything without any privacy or respect. all they want is attention from people. but what you are doing is freaking turning people off girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;GET A LIFE GIRL. no one freaking cares about you and your boyfriend though. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-8671672056698759485?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/8671672056698759485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=8671672056698759485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8671672056698759485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8671672056698759485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/12/when-we-are-so-replaceable-well-its.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TQj1U1KP2yI/AAAAAAAABs8/ZsFRcwv3bic/s72-c/29664-Clipart-Illustration-Of-Three-White-Characters-Covering-Their-Ears-Eyes-And-Mouth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-4033622916681898646</id><published>2010-12-04T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T14:59:07.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT HAS ENDED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TPnl7-_47fI/AAAAAAAABs0/cRPBNhL53nQ/s1600/IMG_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546717234769489394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TPnl7-_47fI/AAAAAAAABs0/cRPBNhL53nQ/s400/IMG_0353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's finally over - our FINAL YEAR PROJECT presentation. we waited 9 months for this day and its finally over. what does this means? it means that time passed by freakingly fast and this also means that we only have 2 months of school (plusminus) before we all graduate and go our separate ways (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and you know what? this also means that we'll be ending classes earlier!! and this is awesome! we can now plan time to go and play!!! im loving it now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, it feels like a big load is finally off right now and all we can do it wait for our results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THOUGH I COMPLAINED, I ENJOYED WORKING WITH YOU GUYS (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's a wrap people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-4033622916681898646?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/4033622916681898646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=4033622916681898646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4033622916681898646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4033622916681898646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-has-ended-its-finally-over-our-final.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TPnl7-_47fI/AAAAAAAABs0/cRPBNhL53nQ/s72-c/IMG_0353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-2218108371770773568</id><published>2010-11-20T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T21:46:29.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UNEXPECTED TURN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didn't imagine things would turn out that way. all i thought was i wanted to use that day as an opportunity to make things better. i don't know what i did wrong or what made things turn out so ugly. as much as i hate it, i just can't make myself do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they say that people who are angry often make rash decisions. i think i did. i don't know why things turned out this ugly and why things that i do are always wrong. im confused. though i want to say that it's my fault, but i just don't know what i did wrong, hence i can't admit it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't want to make the wrong decision only to realise that it was a mistake. cause once it's done means that it will never come back. i know that im not ready to make that decision, cause i don't want it no matter what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please, help me get this through cause im tired of doing this every day. i have alot of things to say, but i don't have the right opportunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im not ready to let things go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-2218108371770773568?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/2218108371770773568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=2218108371770773568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2218108371770773568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2218108371770773568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/11/unexpected-turn-i-didnt-imagine-things.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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-3785802772214680615.post-8059328062613770547</id><published>2010-11-16T23:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T23:28:46.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IRRITATING MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes, supervisors and managers can just be so irritating. they think they know everything there is to know, they think that others can't do that same thing better than they can, sometimes they are just more of a hindrance than help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while i was working today, i realised one thing - that sometimes people of a higher post than us can act ms/mr-know-it-all when they don't. one thing that irritated me the most today and most of the time is the fact that, we've done our job, they don't know about it and assume that we didn't do our job properly. so they start nagging and ordering us what to do. well, some may say that this is part and parcel of working life. but, heck. we are humans too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this was what happened - a customer came and as usual, i greeted them as i was supposed to and asked what they were looking for. so, their answer was this: "erm, its okay, we will just look around first." so okay, tell me what else was i supposed to do than wait right, while they look through the menu. so the situation was like, i was facing them and waiting and there they are scanning through the menu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so this ms/mr-know-it-all suddenly spoke up from the back and said "Fazzy, talk to them. Ask them what they want." with that 'so-not-needed' tone -.- so, should i just interrupt their peace and time to think to keep asking and irritating them with what to buy? some customers find it irritating, mind you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, just let us work and we know what to do. stop asking us to do this and that if you don't know what we have actually done that you didn't see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pfffft, working today was pretty much irritating cause someone just thinks she/he knows what to do best. just leave us to work till we really screw things big time, alright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tsk. irritating much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-8059328062613770547?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/8059328062613770547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=8059328062613770547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8059328062613770547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8059328062613770547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/11/irritating-much-sometimes-supervisors.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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-3785802772214680615.post-5474573782876488845</id><published>2010-11-15T18:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T18:44:21.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THAT MOMENT IN TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TOEM6ZujKSI/AAAAAAAABss/WamrJDHDo3k/s1600/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539723214120495394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TOEM6ZujKSI/AAAAAAAABss/WamrJDHDo3k/s320/32.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today was awfully tiring and i don't know why. i slept in early yesterday but i just couldn't hold on for the 3 hours break for NVP. tsk. so off i went, home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, i had a nice sleep though. and somehow somewhat it got me thinking. i had a nice and peaceful dream where nothing else mattered and i felt so problem free. the dream felt like reality and if i could, i would rather stay in that dream as i felt so light and problem-free. my mind was clear and i didn't feel any burden like i would in reality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i woke up, all the problems in my life started pouring in again. the feeling is gone. the heavy load came back. and it got me thinking -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wouldn't it be great that we dream, and just continue dreaming till our problems are gone, and wake up in this complicated reality totally new and refreshed? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, this will never happen, but it's just a thought. if only one could just throw away all the feelings that one hates and only keep those sweet and precious moments in our lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im turning 20 in 3 months' time. time really flies. i could still remember the time i spent my 2010 countdown with my precious and special group of people. and now, one year is almost here. and here comes 2011. this would also mean that we only have 5 more months till graduation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;honestly speaking, i feel kinda lost whenever i think about graduation. what will happen to me by then? what will i be doing next?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel scared for my own future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-5474573782876488845?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/5474573782876488845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=5474573782876488845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5474573782876488845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5474573782876488845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/11/that-moment-in-time-today-was-awfully.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TOEM6ZujKSI/AAAAAAAABss/WamrJDHDo3k/s72-c/32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-3817543407717238676</id><published>2010-11-08T00:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T00:28:51.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SCHOOL'S KICKING IN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536845122391019922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TNbTTah4kZI/AAAAAAAABsk/6UoxS_oYgts/s320/10861_183616578253_747123253_2833060_4145780_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;school has only been opened for 3 weeks and there are alot of things to get done. sighs. here come the busy moments - meaning no time for fun fun fun. tskk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'll be collecting my IC tomorrow! like finally!! and then, i can enrol for my driving. haha, kinda regretted not taking it last time, but it's okay. at least now i have a partner who's taking his licence together with me! hehe!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;work has been going on fine - and at least i've been earning bucks rather than bumming at home all day. but one thing is that - i've been working for at least 2 months now and i've haven seen any money coming in!! haha, they are delaying my pay and im getting broke-r and broke-r by the day. haha!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay, another great news for me: i'm getting my iphone finally!! if everything goes well, prolly mum will exchange mine with her iphone 4!! so i guess all the patience have finally paid off!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i'm in a happy mode at the moment (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD NIGHT PEOPLE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-3817543407717238676?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/3817543407717238676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=3817543407717238676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3817543407717238676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3817543407717238676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/11/schools-kicking-in-school-has-only-been.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TNbTTah4kZI/AAAAAAAABsk/6UoxS_oYgts/s72-c/10861_183616578253_747123253_2833060_4145780_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-8404766758558594888</id><published>2010-10-18T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T21:48:27.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TIME FOR THE FUTURE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;crazily true, i've been thinking about my future and what i wanna do once i graduate -.- one important thing is my financial planning. heheh!! even when im ready for bed, my brain will be thinking on how to make money and strive on my ownn. i love this!! hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;work work work - save save save!!! enough money until i so happy can already. and it's all based on my efforts and hardwork. no money from parents no more, all me!! woo hoo!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and finally, i'll be starting work training tomorrow at AWFULLY CHOCOLATE. if everything goes smoothly, i'll be as happy as a bee. hmmm, isit 'bee'?? haha! i also dunno, and dun care larh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and next plan, is to get my licence before 2011 RAYA!! mum gave me like 6 months to get it. and im like -.- please la ma, i do my own timetable &amp;amp; when i want it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hmmm, next is that - things have really been going smoothly for me this time &amp;amp; i really hope it will continue like this (: mum was so nice in wanting to give me her iphone 4 cause she pitied me, but i didn't have the heart to take it from her. haha! and sis also said that she will be giving me her iphone 3gs if she can upgrade her plan!! woohoo!! im loving all this mannn!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i don't wana be the lazzy fazzy no more!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i gotta start planning for my own future!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;im turing 20 in 4 months' time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOOHOO!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/3785802772214680615-8404766758558594888?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/8404766758558594888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=8404766758558594888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8404766758558594888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8404766758558594888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/10/time-for-future-crazily-true-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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-3785802772214680615.post-3162549055870615541</id><published>2010-10-13T11:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T11:52:35.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;IF SORRY IS ENOUGH TO MAKE UP FOR IT..&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: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TLUsl57MmRI/AAAAAAAABsc/VcJ29ol-7PA/s320/24900_382916099585_556039585_3682928_3416436_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527373147383044370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;okay, holidays are almost over and school's finally in. well, results were stagnant and it is truly demoralizing to start working hard. i don't understand where i went wrong but heck, just try my best for the last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this holiday has been the best so far. i've been earning my own bucks and shopping for things i want. i've got a job in a chocolate store, i hope they call me quick to confirm a training date - cause im seriously pinning my hopes on it, man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;well, i've been thinking - if one word of &lt;b&gt;sorry&lt;/b&gt; is strong enough to make the wrong things right all the time, then there shouldn't be any misunderstandings or arguments with anyone. i guess sorry doesn't work all the time and if you ask me what else i want, i don't even know. just for that moment, sorry seems to be just another word that doesn't change anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;what's worst is that, after saying sorry, you say words that make things worst - so in the first place why bother apologizing? then what you say was just to turn the tables around and make it someone else's fault. i don't understand. right now, i really don't wish to hear your voice or see your face - cause all i know is that it'll make me think of the things you just said to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;why can't i get angry over the smallest things? why can't i voice out what i'm unhappy with? and when i do, towards the end, it somehow becomes my fault for saying things which are not true. so isn't it better for me to just stay quiet and act happy all the time. i don't understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;they say that explaining yourself is the best thing to do. but how come when i do that, i just get the feeling that whatever happened was my fault to begin with. man, this is really sucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's it. i just need someplace to vent my thoughts to. right now, though holidays are gonna be over, i wish to have a getaway soon. to get my mind off all the things that's been bothering me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-3162549055870615541?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/3162549055870615541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=3162549055870615541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3162549055870615541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3162549055870615541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/10/if-sorry-is-enough-to-make-up-for-it.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TLUsl57MmRI/AAAAAAAABsc/VcJ29ol-7PA/s72-c/24900_382916099585_556039585_3682928_3416436_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-6020206160236976615</id><published>2010-10-03T23:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T23:49:08.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT'S OVER!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeay!! My 3 days work is finally overrr!! And in comes my moo-lahs (: almost gave up today and wanted to give the excuse that i'm having cramps today!! but wth, with crazy working buddies that goes&lt;b&gt; "Hey babe !!!!... "&lt;/b&gt; almost all the time and laugh over nothing, why not?!!! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, in the end it was all worth it. managed to get new friends and easy money too!! and, the venue was at MARINA BAY SANDS! so, why not right?! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so for the three days, all i did was sit infront of the computer all day, registering guests names and going "Hi Sir/Mdm, please register...." imagine, having to do that over and over again for about 600 times. tsk, i guess im gonna get sore throat pretty soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but who cares, by the end of the month, i'll get the money i've earned. i can recoup back all my losses for having to pay my stupid 300 bucks bill. BOOHOO ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if not, i'll have more in my bank to spend! tsk tsk! \&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;any way, im freaking exhausted now and i think i deserve my beauty sleep nowwww!!! school results will be out tomorrow at 1030. im very very worried i'll have to repeat my GBE module ): please don't let my worst nightmare come true!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NIGHTS PEOPLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-6020206160236976615?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/6020206160236976615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=6020206160236976615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/6020206160236976615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/6020206160236976615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-over-yeay-my-3-days-work-is-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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-3785802772214680615.post-5970765037448042251</id><published>2010-09-25T23:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T23:26:52.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;LET ME GET SOME THINGS OFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(BEWARE - THIS IS A FREAKINGLY LONG POST)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TJ4ThrggW_I/AAAAAAAABsU/oRT1Kl6LeYU/s400/crazy-peeps.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520871662538480626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okayy, so where shall i start? hmmmm, let's begin from having to live in a neighbourhood someone crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so the thing is, i guess having to live with only animals drove them crazy. early in the morning, they actually accused my mum of 'hit-and-run'. and the funny thing is, i guess they dun understand the meaning of 'hit-and-run'. when being questioned by my sis, one of them actually raised their voice and shouted "MUST SEE ISIT?! MUST SEE ISIT?!" with all his/her uncivilised hand gestures that pretty much shows how uneducated they are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so, there are 2 funny things about this so called allegation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE FIRST IS:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;isn't it freaking obvious that for you to accuse someone else of something as big as hit&amp;amp;run, you have to see it with your own eyes? i guess even a primary sch kid knows that. so, probably they were just plain st****. to make things easier, we asked them to call the police and this was their response "you want me to call the police against my own ne********?! you think what?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;erm, isn't it obvious that for you to accuse someone of hit&amp;amp;run, the police have to be involved? so aren't they contradicting themselves? so this is another reason why i said they are crazy and uneducated.. opps, i think if they are crazy, of course they have to be uneducated. how can they even attend school. pfffft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so in the end, my parents were the one who called in the police. this actually silenced them. cowards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;THE SECOND IS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To support her so called statement of "MUST SEE ISIT?! MUST SEE ISIT?!" she added in "i was in my room upstairs when i heard the loud bang! so i ran straight down! then i saw your mum already at the guardhouse! you want me to chase with a plate isit?!" lols!! funny ain't she.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so, sis went to check the impact -result was, there were just scratches on it. so, a loud bang of two vehicles = scratches????!!! stupid ain't it?? isn't loud bang supposed to be = a dent (a small one at least?)??? tskk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so this is what i wanna say. try having to live near someone who just have nothing to do in life due to having only animals as companion each day. believe me, they ARE literally living with animals only!! JUST A COUPLE &amp;amp; PLENTIFUL OF ANIMALS!! hahah!! pathetic life ehh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;actually, i just feel so undignified by their accusation. i feel like something has to be done to make sure that they don't accuse people of things as and when they feel like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ANOTHER STORY TO TELL:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and next, my bro brought home friends for hari raya visitation. so there were plentiful motorcycles outside our house - but, it didn't disrupt or take any of their dirty places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so, i guess she was just too envious or might i say, jealous, that we always have people over our places that she actually threw water down at the motorcycles!! omgggg. tell me, ain't this juvenile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but when someone called her up from her window, she actually denied and shut the windows. tskkk. come on crazy ******, we ain't dumb or moronic not to tell who actually did that right?? give us some credit larhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's really really funny yet stupid for someone of their age to do against someone of ours. this concludes the reason why i call them crazy. i wonder how long we have to tolerate their nonsense. who know, they may just drop d*** the next day!! hehe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;PS: &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;I'M NOT USING MY HP CURRENTLY DUE TO SOME UNFORESEEN CIRCUMSTANCES. SO TALK TO ME ON MSN OR FB OR WHATEVER LARH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&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/3785802772214680615-5970765037448042251?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/5970765037448042251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=5970765037448042251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5970765037448042251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5970765037448042251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/09/let-me-get-some-things-off-beware-this.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TJ4ThrggW_I/AAAAAAAABsU/oRT1Kl6LeYU/s72-c/crazy-peeps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-1125282086877634451</id><published>2010-09-23T12:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T12:39:04.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;~ AND SOO, OUR MUDDY TURNED 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TJrYJZKcVzI/AAAAAAAABrk/asCEzQ2BjBQ/s320/60670_437808467938_601292938_5374960_3672054_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519961949181073202" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TJrYJ93udCI/AAAAAAAABr0/OsM-gXSNBTQ/s320/60670_437808462938_601292938_5374959_6996342_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519961959034680354" /&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;b&gt;LOOK AT HOW HAPPY SHE WAS!! HEHE! &amp;amp; WE BOUGHT HER THE SAME CAKE AS LAST YEAR!!!&lt;/b&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;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TJrYKRp6JvI/AAAAAAAABsE/tpaeWjo8cXk/s320/61623_437808282938_601292938_5374955_4919241_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519961964345435890" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TJrYKKctKiI/AAAAAAAABr8/-36CNknt7R4/s320/61623_437808277938_601292938_5374954_5813832_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519961962411010594" /&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;b&gt;ALL THE TIMES THE 5 OF US HAD AWESOME DAYS OUT TOGETHER!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone was especially thick skinned, asking us to give her a surprise. tskk. she kept waiting and waiting for us to surprise her, but no one did. until she took a step into her house, thinking that would be the end of her birthday celebration. Then all of us came from the back and turned her sad face and voice into shock and happinesss!!!! hhahahah!!! wooooohhhoooo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WE WERE AWESOME! THIS SURPRISE WAS A TOTAL SUCCESS!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha! thanks to who?!!! muahahaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so yeah, in the end we spent the whole day in MUDDY'S house and gave her the great companion during her birthday she could ever ask for!!! hehe. how can we not celebrate your birthday with you, our motherly maddy &amp;amp; my muddy!!! haha!! you know we can't bear to do that to you rightttt.. hahhaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;add in some sprays and cheekiness from the guys, the whole thing was a blast (you can say it was larhh.) had some cakes and large pizzas (that was too much for the 5 of us to handle). card games in the middle and lantern, candles, sparkles &amp;amp; block catching with random kids on the block to end it off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TJrYJru-mFI/AAAAAAAABrs/yiuuhSEACwM/s320/SDC16077.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519961954166151250" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gave maddy the choice to do what she wanted for the night, and all she asked for was a simple sparklers session with us (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and so, that was the end for the chapter of MUDDY'S FINAL TEEN YEAR with us. new chapters will be opened and more shall be uncovered with the 5 of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;!!! haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TJrYulH_-PI/AAAAAAAABsM/o0sMnIEzpcw/s400/60007_437809202938_601292938_5374998_1999030_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519962588047210738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(wth, i know. i'm so bored right now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sidetrack: i've got my F1 job tomorrow till sunday!! tskk. all the fatigue will be here soon!! tsk tsk. i don't have a clue what i'll be doing in Hilton Hotel tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-1125282086877634451?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/1125282086877634451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=1125282086877634451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1125282086877634451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1125282086877634451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-soo-our-muddy-turned-19-someone-was.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TJrYJZKcVzI/AAAAAAAABrk/asCEzQ2BjBQ/s72-c/60670_437808467938_601292938_5374960_3672054_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-4696676954667365364</id><published>2010-09-18T14:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T15:04:46.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OFF HE GOES&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;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TJRj5R6NB5I/AAAAAAAABrc/cB_dPicDVcQ/s400/IMG_1870.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518145279146919826" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"True Friends are those who last a lifetime"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"True Friends are those who are always there when you need them"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"True Friends are those who know how to make you smile when you are down"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the day for you to fly off is finally here. hope that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; yesterday was enough to make you feel good before flying off yeah (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wish you all the best in the future and hope to see you again too!!! haha!! Don't suddenly come back with a china girlfriend and act all sweety-sweety infront of me!! i'll be the first to burst into laughter!! haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, have a safe trip there and enjoy your moments there too!! things happen for a reason and just keep trying if you think its worth it for you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALL THE BEST MR NERRAD!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for being a true friend of mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Friend -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FAZZY&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/3785802772214680615-4696676954667365364?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/4696676954667365364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=4696676954667365364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4696676954667365364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4696676954667365364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/09/off-he-goes-true-friends-are-those-who.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TJRj5R6NB5I/AAAAAAAABrc/cB_dPicDVcQ/s72-c/IMG_1870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-1955746472114447934</id><published>2010-09-17T14:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T14:44:04.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRAZY NIGHT OUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TJMLpR2uuZI/AAAAAAAABrU/JHvY-48vDcM/s1600/us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517766772254488978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TJMLpR2uuZI/AAAAAAAABrU/JHvY-48vDcM/s400/us.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ystrdy was a blast for me. finally managed to have an outing with my forever lost friends who always MIA!! haha. we managed to rent a vehicle to fit all 8 of us (: im awesome. i know!! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sad thing was, through yesterday i realised how much i've grown old!! haha!! no more collection and i was kinda shockk. but aftr the 3rd house, it was already expectedddd. lols!! gotta get it in my head tht no more collection for me!!! going 20 next year ehhh!! that means im olldddddd. gosshh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;supposed to bring our partners yesterday. but ella's partner was stuck in NS. sooo, only 3 of the guys managed to tag alonngg. and my boyfie gave it a try too!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH, GONG GONG!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tiring it was, but thinking back, all the laughters during the journey made the whole thing worth my every minute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my house was the last and i thought i would more time to talk with them, but they had to leave ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mann, i really feel time wasn't enough ehh. even before ystrdy could end, i kept thinking of having a next one.. sighssss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there are more pictures. but i only have ugly pics in my camera!! sorry girls. not that i dun wna upload a complete group photo, but i seriously dun have one! so you girls better upload them soon!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love every bits and pieces of you people!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TJMLoxo2-vI/AAAAAAAABrM/i3Ye0-mRaVM/s1600/me%26him.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517766763606375154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TJMLoxo2-vI/AAAAAAAABrM/i3Ye0-mRaVM/s400/me%26him.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and we finally experienced our first raya together &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-1955746472114447934?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/1955746472114447934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=1955746472114447934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1955746472114447934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1955746472114447934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/09/ystrdy-was-blast-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TJMLpR2uuZI/AAAAAAAABrU/JHvY-48vDcM/s72-c/us.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-4166451397311436558</id><published>2010-09-13T00:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T00:29:48.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TIz_HDonDRI/AAAAAAAABqs/xAWYyiCE5kQ/s1600/61988_428437893762_657468762_5136593_5914852_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516064140321819922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TIz_HDonDRI/AAAAAAAABqs/xAWYyiCE5kQ/s320/61988_428437893762_657468762_5136593_5914852_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TIz_HQPbzTI/AAAAAAAABq0/jRDAuhzwSvA/s1600/62022_428448578762_657468762_5136910_5945774_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516064143705886002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TIz_HQPbzTI/AAAAAAAABq0/jRDAuhzwSvA/s320/62022_428448578762_657468762_5136910_5945774_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd day of raya is over. time passes by so fast when the festive season is here. ): i've got exams tomorrow and im really doing overnight studying today. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, visiting has been going great - only that it's really very tiring after all the walking and travelling. high heels is a nightmare but i'm 'training' myself to get used to it. hehe!! IM SO TALL - but i think i love it (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pictures weren't taken alot. and ally is a cutie as usual too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TIz-kd3AnOI/AAAAAAAABqE/A7f-NRbHjug/s1600/46647_428439888762_657468762_5136649_4728956_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516063546066115810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TIz-kd3AnOI/AAAAAAAABqE/A7f-NRbHjug/s320/46647_428439888762_657468762_5136649_4728956_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TIz-lZPua-I/AAAAAAAABqM/-Rqv8yrWvzc/s1600/47479_428434323762_657468762_5136523_3650626_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516063562007473122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TIz-lZPua-I/AAAAAAAABqM/-Rqv8yrWvzc/s320/47479_428434323762_657468762_5136523_3650626_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TIz-m1zLSfI/AAAAAAAABqk/ohEIB6j72LY/s1600/61869_428439458762_657468762_5136634_2517618_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TIz-mCGJLEI/AAAAAAAABqc/pp8vy4-ZFwg/s1600/61496_428437488762_657468762_5136586_8089120_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516063572973136962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TIz-mCGJLEI/AAAAAAAABqc/pp8vy4-ZFwg/s320/61496_428437488762_657468762_5136586_8089120_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TIz-lkgQdFI/AAAAAAAABqU/T61-eBLn1BQ/s1600/60464_428448638762_657468762_5136911_7867712_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516063565029602386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TIz-lkgQdFI/AAAAAAAABqU/T61-eBLn1BQ/s320/60464_428448638762_657468762_5136911_7867712_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3785802772214680615-4166451397311436558?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/4166451397311436558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=4166451397311436558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4166451397311436558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4166451397311436558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/09/selamat-hari-raya-3rd-day-of-raya-is.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TIz_HDonDRI/AAAAAAAABqs/xAWYyiCE5kQ/s72-c/61988_428437893762_657468762_5136593_5914852_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-5562365833280824685</id><published>2010-08-28T22:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T00:08:28.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/THkiDjEPrqI/AAAAAAAABps/Ia6eyXy6iAY/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;** MY PAST &amp;amp; REFLECTIONS **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was really free tonight so i decided to take a look back at my past through my blog archive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without realising it, I felt that I kinda grew alot this past 2 years. All the complaining about poly life being sucky and all wasn't what i really felt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after having only 6 months left in poly, i'm starting to miss it instead. i realised i used to complain alot about my life and wished time could pass by as fast as it could. i used to think that poly was draggy and boring and it was a waste of time coming to school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;right now, this moment, i wanna take all of it back. there are ups and downs in life and i have to accept it rather than asking for time to move as fast as possible. without poly, i wouldn't have met the friends that im having right now, the people who are in my life right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they made me grow and realise that poly isn't as boring and time-wasting as i thought. i actually loved every single moment of it - bad times and good times. they are the ones that's gonna leave memories for me when i'm out of poly (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm really regretting not cherishing the moments I had. really. right now, i really hope to enjoy every single moments i have with my friends, the people i love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there are people that i've missed talking to and laughing out loud with. but these are the friends that have moved on with their lives and have more important people to entertain. but it's okay. all i wanna say is that i never regretted knowing any one of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh man, this post is really long. cause i really thought alot after looking through my past posts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i became independent, open-minded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i developed self-confidence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have friends i can definitely count on no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have someone who will always be there for me come what may.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have finally become someone i've always hoped i could be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im almost there. if it continues, i wish i could be who i wana be in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;it's the 28th August 2010 today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wonder in 1 year's time, what would i have achieved. what would i be doing then.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-5562365833280824685?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/5562365833280824685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=5562365833280824685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5562365833280824685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5562365833280824685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-was-really-free-tonight-so-i-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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-3785802772214680615.post-4631681317012325241</id><published>2010-08-27T18:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T18:55:18.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M ALL HAIR-ED UP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/THeY8qFPSyI/AAAAAAAABpM/AKJSFkLaF5M/s1600/miley_long_and_curly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 252px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510040836966927138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/THeY8qFPSyI/AAAAAAAABpM/AKJSFkLaF5M/s400/miley_long_and_curly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/THeY8yLsVxI/AAAAAAAABpU/WMVrZwAE-Rc/s1600/Miley%2BCyrus%2BCurly%2BHair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510040839141480210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/THeY8yLsVxI/AAAAAAAABpU/WMVrZwAE-Rc/s400/Miley%2BCyrus%2BCurly%2BHair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/THeY92y1XPI/AAAAAAAABpk/-Y6f5xX-auo/s1600/TYG-004276-393x590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510040857559260402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/THeY92y1XPI/AAAAAAAABpk/-Y6f5xX-auo/s400/TYG-004276-393x590.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/THeY9VzMOsI/AAAAAAAABpc/fgobrfOxO1A/s1600/picture-33.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 272px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510040848702388930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/THeY9VzMOsI/AAAAAAAABpc/fgobrfOxO1A/s400/picture-33.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... these two are the best so far .... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh man, i want a change in my hairstyle ... AGAIN!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and super crazy over her hair - as usual .. cause no matter how hard i try, it seems hard to get it. i want to get it for HARI RAYA THIS YEAR!!!! wooooottttss!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE CURLS, THE COLOR, THE LENGTH ... you name it. i want it all .... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*fanatic*&lt;br /&gt;*whatever*&lt;/strong&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/3785802772214680615-4631681317012325241?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/4631681317012325241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=4631681317012325241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4631681317012325241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4631681317012325241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-all-hair-ed-up-oh-man-i-want-change.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/THeY8qFPSyI/AAAAAAAABpM/AKJSFkLaF5M/s72-c/miley_long_and_curly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-4335162573509526166</id><published>2010-08-27T13:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T18:45:12.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXAMS ARE COMING NEAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay, i guess almost 3 weeks of fun should be enough for me to slack and head out aimlessly. gosh, fasting month is going quite fast this year (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;once exams are over, it means that my HARI RAYA is here too!! awesome!! im loving it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just a lil update:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NATIONAL DAY WITH THE USUALS WAS THE SMACKDOWN&lt;/strong&gt; *hehe*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STEP UP 3 WAS AWESOME (:&lt;/strong&gt; the girl was hot and the guy was freakingly hot!!! *melts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPENDING TIME WITH BOYFIE HAS BEEN GG ON PRETTY WELL, AYE?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509957980038794146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/THdNlv-Ki6I/AAAAAAAABok/BRZaQfqQ3rk/s400/IMAG0017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WENT MINI SHOPPING TO GET MYSELF SOME STUFF&lt;/strong&gt; *im addicted to online shopping tho* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BREAK FASTING WITH MY LADIES WAS GREAT GREAT GREAT!!&lt;/strong&gt; *pool is kinda addictive for me now*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOSSIP SESSION WITH MY MUDDY YSTRDY (:&lt;/strong&gt; *lotsa things to catch up on. been sometime since i had a date with her!!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509957964344793970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/THdNk1gbG3I/AAAAAAAABoU/tTOAbX1J6LM/s400/SDC15816.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FINALLY HAVE TIME FOR MY ALLY BABY!&lt;/strong&gt; *she's getting too clever and irritating too*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509957970241100578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/THdNlLeNmyI/AAAAAAAABoc/mLQeIJzFpAg/s400/10217_135493108690_642813690_2741227_3093479_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;so, this is the time to get serious and start studying!!! time is passing by freaking-ly fast and im left with 6 months of poly life before i graduate!!! oh godddd. how fast have i grown (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-4335162573509526166?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/4335162573509526166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=4335162573509526166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4335162573509526166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4335162573509526166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/08/exams-are-coming-near-okay-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/THdNlv-Ki6I/AAAAAAAABok/BRZaQfqQ3rk/s72-c/IMAG0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-2615445959771563201</id><published>2010-08-11T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T00:54:41.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;09.08.2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND SENTOSA WAS WHERE WE WENT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 328px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503824988489951714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TGGDqqDcqeI/AAAAAAAABns/fjV7qPOa_zI/s400/39103_422464512938_601292938_5030356_2902441_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the 2nd year in a row, we managed to celebrate NATIONAL DAY together - just the five of us (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but this time, we changed our picnic spot to SENTOSA!!! fun fun under the sun!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope that it will continue for as long as we can make it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the sun was simply too sunny in the afternoon. but the breeze in the night was just splendid and right (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;built our own 'arena' in the sands to play our game and it ended up with lotsa fun &amp;amp; laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sun-tanned, small talks, monopoly deal, games, dinner.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the best way to spend time with the people closest to you too (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503824991948631042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TGGDq28D7AI/AAAAAAAABn0/lQgi6gTbNyQ/s400/40216_422464042938_601292938_5030338_2640462_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503824995574390898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TGGDrEcgoHI/AAAAAAAABn8/GbZrfm5BT4w/s400/40538_422463762938_601292938_5030322_6926258_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503825001306308802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TGGDrZzGwMI/AAAAAAAABoE/PwnBGYzcJxo/s400/40791_422464822938_601292938_5030367_6894340_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503825008948135634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TGGDr2RDxtI/AAAAAAAABoM/N8c2AGO_ido/s400/40791_422464832938_601292938_5030369_7989930_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-2615445959771563201?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/2615445959771563201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=2615445959771563201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2615445959771563201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2615445959771563201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/08/09.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TGGDqqDcqeI/AAAAAAAABns/fjV7qPOa_zI/s72-c/39103_422464512938_601292938_5030356_2902441_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-2634722926062528025</id><published>2010-08-08T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T16:32:31.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE WERE AWESOME (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We got the medals as one happy team! haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502953670091624354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TF5rNQE-T6I/AAAAAAAABnc/Oph67ZV39TE/s320/38636_10150225330025515_509765514_14053492_6374277_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502953681933397474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TF5rN8MRbeI/AAAAAAAABnk/YIGjavUizWY/s320/38636_10150225330030515_509765514_14053493_3187648_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/3785802772214680615-2634722926062528025?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/2634722926062528025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=2634722926062528025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2634722926062528025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2634722926062528025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/08/we-were-awesome-we-got-medals-as-one.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TF5rNQE-T6I/AAAAAAAABnc/Oph67ZV39TE/s72-c/38636_10150225330025515_509765514_14053492_6374277_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-287338447177498443</id><published>2010-08-06T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T22:14:49.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT FINALLY ENDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;school's officially out! god knows how long all of us have been waiting for this day to come. how did we ever survive the hectic schedules and deadlines. tsk tsk. and i'm glad that all of this is over. (: so this is the good news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;next good news is: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VAMPIRES CAME IN 2ND FOR THE CAPTAIN'S BALL COMPETITION (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502299833858399938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TFwYi-TSHsI/AAAAAAAABnU/ByPLS1QMDxI/s320/fds.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, though we weren't the champs, it is still an achievement for all of us yeah?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JEREMY CHONG, JERRY PAN, MADELINE NG, SHERRY TAN, LIEW XIAN FENG, BUKIT CHUA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE ARE AWESOME EHHH??!!!! HEHE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is the first medal that we got as a TEAM, as a class (: at least something for each of us to remember of during our poly days huhh.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, come to think about it, we only have a SEMESTER together before the journey of our poly lives end. hmmm, it's really fast if you think about it. sighs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, i guess for now, im really really happy that we won something as a team (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE ARE AWESOME (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER SAY DIE SPIRIT EH?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: PLEASE UPLOAD ANY PICTURES RELATING TO THIS TOO (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-287338447177498443?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/287338447177498443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=287338447177498443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/287338447177498443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/287338447177498443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-finally-ends-schools-officially-out.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TFwYi-TSHsI/AAAAAAAABnU/ByPLS1QMDxI/s72-c/fds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-1452840661137116559</id><published>2010-07-25T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T22:02:42.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINAL RACE TO FREEDOM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497843833485213026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TExD1nV1PWI/AAAAAAAABnM/8iYsXpX6hhU/s400/P050710_10.28%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everyone's busy at this moment. 2 reports due tomorrow and guess everyone's finally on the rush to get the whole thing done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this week will put an end to all our misery of projects submission. after this week, we are almost free!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes yes. however, i've got 3 presentations next week when everyone is already enjoying their so-called almost freedom (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but its okay. guess i'll just have more time to prepare some of my stuffs too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS: are we too fast or did we miss out certain parts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-1452840661137116559?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/1452840661137116559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=1452840661137116559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1452840661137116559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1452840661137116559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/07/final-race-to-freedom-everyones-busy-at.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TExD1nV1PWI/AAAAAAAABnM/8iYsXpX6hhU/s72-c/P050710_10.28%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-1747672612456474504</id><published>2010-07-16T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T16:42:13.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEN ONE GETS TIRED OF SOMETHING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TEAbMk8cQCI/AAAAAAAABnE/mIsEwgDtZR8/s1600/af.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494421448281571362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TEAbMk8cQCI/AAAAAAAABnE/mIsEwgDtZR8/s400/af.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm supposed to be at work now ): but im damn tired and too cough-y to go work!!! i missed last week's work cause of fever and sore throat. and now, i just don't have the motivation for work. friends are no longer there and i really can't stand working alone. it's so boringgggg!! so, it's till here i guess. i don't feel like working anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;projects are piling up and due dates are coming near. so this might be the right time to stop &amp;amp; search for a better work later on. finish up my projects and exams first before anything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and on the side note, i miss my friends alot ): ever since the karaoke session, we didn't have the time to catch up anymore ): i really hope to get my life back with friends n 'you' when all of this is done (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, im so bored i decided to take snapshots with ALLY BABY!! she's so cute (: i just love her(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-1747672612456474504?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/1747672612456474504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=1747672612456474504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1747672612456474504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1747672612456474504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-one-gets-tired-of-something-im.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TEAbMk8cQCI/AAAAAAAABnE/mIsEwgDtZR8/s72-c/af.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-8233777154485522782</id><published>2010-06-27T01:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T01:24:07.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE BOY WITH THE CR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OWN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TCY2LpiM_zI/AAAAAAAABmU/mVysk4_9WAM/s1600/20852_407658232938_601292938_4645809_6345175_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TCY2LpiM_zI/AAAAAAAABmU/mVysk4_9WAM/s320/20852_407658232938_601292938_4645809_6345175_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487132769753300786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end off our holidays, we had a mini celebration for one of our noisiest friend ever, MR LXF (:&lt;br /&gt;duped him into having a date with someone and acted like we didn't care one bit. but oh well, how could we forget your birthday right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to start it all off, Madd brought to him to Singapore Flyer - all blindfolded. and TA-DA!! didn't expect to see us there did you?? well, hope you enjoyed whatever we had planned for you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think yours is the best one yet, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, all of us enjoyed the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting, the challenge for him to find 5 caucasian ladies to wish him a happy birthday and give him a birthday hug. didn't expect him to accomplish that - but he did -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TCY2MiAzUmI/AAAAAAAABms/Kz4moELT0dY/s1600/34380_407658082938_601292938_4645792_786093_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TCY2MiAzUmI/AAAAAAAABms/Kz4moELT0dY/s320/34380_407658082938_601292938_4645792_786093_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487132784914027106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TCY2wz5QrGI/AAAAAAAABm8/_Lsv92F5CAs/s1600/20852_407658252938_601292938_4645813_5488582_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TCY2wz5QrGI/AAAAAAAABm8/_Lsv92F5CAs/s320/20852_407658252938_601292938_4645813_5488582_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487133408189525090" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TCY2MBuWUuI/AAAAAAAABmc/4ShVpTx5KqI/s1600/34380_407658052938_601292938_4645786_7011975_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TCY2MBuWUuI/AAAAAAAABmc/4ShVpTx5KqI/s320/34380_407658052938_601292938_4645786_7011975_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487132776246694626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TCY2MSmtv7I/AAAAAAAABmk/A5Q8Ey-UFtI/s1600/20852_407658212938_601292938_4645805_2088244_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TCY2MSmtv7I/AAAAAAAABmk/A5Q8Ey-UFtI/s320/20852_407658212938_601292938_4645805_2088244_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487132780778078130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after that, brought him over to Manhattan Fish - if im not wrong and gave him another surprise with his secondary school friends. i guess that was really unexpected yeah??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, i guess that's it for your birthday eh?? happy 19th dude!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TCY2NszzX2I/AAAAAAAABm0/1CVct94Y6go/s1600/36880_407658507938_601292938_4645838_8081033_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TCY2NszzX2I/AAAAAAAABm0/1CVct94Y6go/s320/36880_407658507938_601292938_4645838_8081033_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487132804992163682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the side note, i got my work at INTERCONTINENTAL!!! i thought i was fired, but i wasnt. pheeewww!! at least i will still have money coming in every two wks - and im loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, i gotta skip two of my schooling days for work ): i know it's bad. but this is the first and the last time. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna waste the opportunity ehh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm halfway through my report and i guess im done for the night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NITEY NIGHTS PEOPLE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-8233777154485522782?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/8233777154485522782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=8233777154485522782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8233777154485522782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8233777154485522782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/06/boy-with-cr-own-to-end-off-our-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TCY2LpiM_zI/AAAAAAAABmU/mVysk4_9WAM/s72-c/20852_407658232938_601292938_4645809_6345175_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-8979403832435942619</id><published>2010-06-23T18:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T19:07:35.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;TIME'S RUNNING OUT&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:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;gvbh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TCHqVievXsI/AAAAAAAABl0/DjzHB81rrys/s320/32245_122605804447917_100829289958902_111588_3782530_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485923476867866306" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay, school holidays are gg to be over soon. it's really too short for a holiday - so used to long long holidays.. sighs.. talkng about school, we gotta start on our projects NOOW!!! means, school holidays are somewhat over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gosh. now that i've stopped working for &lt;b&gt;Intercontinental &lt;/b&gt;for awhile, my money is slowly depleting like nobody's business. there are alot of things i need to pay - my bills especially. its totally killing me ): i just hope that i won't go back to square one. i love the past few months that i've finally got my own keeps to spend - rather than asking my parents for money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im thinking whether to continue working in Intercontinental or find other jobs. i love the fact that people actually appreciate my service there, plus, i get to mingle and see new people from overseas (: an eye-opener for me (: but, we shall see how things go in a few wks from now. i hope i can get my financial situation back on track - being financially independent kinda rocks anw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO, IM LOOKING FOR AN OPPORTUNITY THAT WILL CHANGE MY LIFE FOR THE BETTER (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im 19, i need to start achieving something in life (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-8979403832435942619?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/8979403832435942619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=8979403832435942619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8979403832435942619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8979403832435942619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/06/times-running-out-okay-school-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/TCHqVievXsI/AAAAAAAABl0/DjzHB81rrys/s72-c/32245_122605804447917_100829289958902_111588_3782530_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-8216892438054156470</id><published>2010-05-28T20:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T20:31:42.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S_-2ua7KfoI/AAAAAAAABlM/oJGPReEB37A/s1600/SDC15004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476296580523523714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S_-2ua7KfoI/AAAAAAAABlM/oJGPReEB37A/s320/SDC15004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S_-2uyQ_YUI/AAAAAAAABlU/-H86PAevlwQ/s1600/SDC15014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476296586789085506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S_-2uyQ_YUI/AAAAAAAABlU/-H86PAevlwQ/s320/SDC15014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S_-2vBch0yI/AAAAAAAABlc/b5pzS5jDE4A/s1600/SDC15007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476296590864012066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S_-2vBch0yI/AAAAAAAABlc/b5pzS5jDE4A/s320/SDC15007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S_-2vlOYHwI/AAAAAAAABlk/6gbtA_nVPXo/s1600/SDC15010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476296600468332290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S_-2vlOYHwI/AAAAAAAABlk/6gbtA_nVPXo/s320/SDC15010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VESAK DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum and dad suddenly said they wanted to go 'jalan-jalan' today. weird, but i managed to pull myself out of the bed early in the morning to tag along. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so first, we head to a place where i dont know what its called and went for a short walk. (: nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and in the afternoon, i had an impromptu curling session in my regular salon -.- very very impromptu. blame sis for it. tsk. she said she wanted to bleach her hair, and so i tagged along - but i went to have my curls instead. results wasnt as what i wanted. but i hope it will get better in a few months time (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IS THERE ANY DIFFERENCE? hehe!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476296873274769778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S_-2_dggAXI/AAAAAAAABls/851ZZdWC59o/s400/snapshot.jpg" /&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/3785802772214680615-8216892438054156470?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/8216892438054156470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=8216892438054156470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8216892438054156470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8216892438054156470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/05/vesak-day_28.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S_-2ua7KfoI/AAAAAAAABlM/oJGPReEB37A/s72-c/SDC15004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-4615822549162459738</id><published>2010-05-28T20:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T20:19:42.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>VESAK DAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-4615822549162459738?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/4615822549162459738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=4615822549162459738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4615822549162459738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4615822549162459738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/05/vesak-day.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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-3785802772214680615.post-2922426865433985967</id><published>2010-05-22T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T00:24:58.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;TIRED OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as im doing out my powerpoints for next weeks' presentation, it really got into me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im really tired this year. its barely a term off year 3 and im really really really tired out. mentally, physically. you name it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i really am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is it so hard to ask for cooperation from others. i thought it should be more initiative now. come on. you can do or even give me better than that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IM TIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDDDD!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now i just hope for holidays to come so that i can have my deserved rest from everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;school or whatever that matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i really need some time to think about alot of things that have been happening in my life currently.&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/3785802772214680615-2922426865433985967?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/2922426865433985967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=2922426865433985967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2922426865433985967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2922426865433985967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/05/tired-out-as-im-doing-out-my.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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-3785802772214680615.post-203010368412065204</id><published>2010-05-16T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T22:52:11.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DRESS (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S_AF_fQfDaI/AAAAAAAABk0/AvektCieZnQ/s1600/8347white-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471880135535693218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S_AF_fQfDaI/AAAAAAAABk0/AvektCieZnQ/s320/8347white-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S_AF_HTXdEI/AAAAAAAABks/4vWbFiWA9iQ/s1600/8347white-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471880129105327170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S_AF_HTXdEI/AAAAAAAABks/4vWbFiWA9iQ/s320/8347white-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i finally bought myself a maxi dress!! (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it looks almost like that one above.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; loves hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;been admiring them ever since i don't know when and all i could do was admire and admire them. tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now that my pay just got in, i went to get myself one!! woohoo!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i need to find an occasion to start wearing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: IM STARTING TO FALL IN LOVE WITH THOSE LONG DRESSES, DRESSES or LONG SKIRTS!!&lt;/strong&gt; hehe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-203010368412065204?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/203010368412065204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=203010368412065204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/203010368412065204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/203010368412065204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/05/dress-i-finally-bought-myself-maxi.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S_AF_fQfDaI/AAAAAAAABk0/AvektCieZnQ/s72-c/8347white-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-2154531374346002464</id><published>2010-05-15T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T23:51:37.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GIVE ME A BEAT, AND I'LL JUMP TO THE RHYTHM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471506052693360530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S-6xxAEv_5I/AAAAAAAABkk/2-eazTvWOgs/s400/IMG_3902.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;things have actually been going pretty well for me. i guess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've managed to be more financially independent, but schooling and working at the same time is just too tiring. probably im not used to it as yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i thought of giving myself at least 1 month before quitting, but after what happened yesterday, kinda change my mind. when someone just appreciates your service that much, the feeling is just indescribable. they made my day totally (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on the side note, im really quite tired actually. my legs are acheing and arms are cramping. it's really tiring. dunno why, but this week is the worst. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;probably due to the lack of sleep i got yesterday night. tsk. only managed to get 1.5hours of sleep before heading out at 610 in the morning for my 8am shift. double tskk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;projects have been going on smoothly and i guess they are still manageable as of now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;PS: I HATE DOING SURVEYS ): SOMEBODY HELP ME.&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/3785802772214680615-2154531374346002464?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/2154531374346002464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=2154531374346002464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2154531374346002464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2154531374346002464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/05/give-me-beat-and-ill-jump-to-rhythm.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S-6xxAEv_5I/AAAAAAAABkk/2-eazTvWOgs/s72-c/IMG_3902.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-5598488204284817796</id><published>2010-05-06T01:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T01:27:42.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;karaoke session was a total craze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DID ENJOY MYSELF TO THE FREAKING MAX!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the only was to vent out all your troubles!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALL THE STUPID 'DANCE MOVES' eh girls?!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-48ae6111ac6ba49" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D048ae6111ac6ba49%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332862031%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3AB0AE1B460FB99243BE6BA36BABCC2F9CDDF175.7B0B8831E803BACBBC6561312A30CFC96C232AA0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D48ae6111ac6ba49%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9MlLuuKbnij53jM_8BrIAiSOiqc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D048ae6111ac6ba49%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332862031%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3AB0AE1B460FB99243BE6BA36BABCC2F9CDDF175.7B0B8831E803BACBBC6561312A30CFC96C232AA0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D48ae6111ac6ba49%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9MlLuuKbnij53jM_8BrIAiSOiqc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PARDON US FOR ALL THE STUPID DANCE MOVES WE DID!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;love it to bits!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; i so want more (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-5598488204284817796?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/5598488204284817796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=5598488204284817796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5598488204284817796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5598488204284817796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/05/karaoke-session-was-total-craze.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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-3785802772214680615.post-3003777538558881772</id><published>2010-05-04T18:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T19:08:17.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KARAOKE TIME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467368107396693282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S9_-U4mt_SI/AAAAAAAABkM/6HVLIz5dXxA/s320/N.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;i wna dance like there's no tomorrow!! lols!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tomorrow's going to be crazy, I HOPE!! girlies and i are going karaoke-ing!! random much, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gonna enjoy the whole of tomorrow cause it's rare that everyone is free for an outing, right girls!!! TSK!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i gotta rush from school all the way to Somerset before 6pm!! hope i can make it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yeah, feedback about my work?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goshh. it's damn tiring, but i guess not bad. cause short hours of work and still you get to mingle around with people (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one way to improve your PR skills ehh. hehe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, i guess work is kinda alright once i get used to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not to mention, i still can't get used to the WINE smell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tsk. it's so strong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sighs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even without drinking it, i feel dizzy already. lols!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;One random fact:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my supervisor asked me this on my so-called 'training session'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HER:&lt;/strong&gt; you know what is ***** drink is right?&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (sorry, cause i can't rmb wht the drink was called)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ME : errr, nope. which one isit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HER:&lt;/strong&gt; it's a mixture of vodka n blablablabla. you don't know?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;: haha. i don't. sorry. (blur face)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HER:&lt;/strong&gt; (surprised like nobody's business) YOU DON'T DRINK UH? ..... YOU REALLY DON'T DRINK AT ALL?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME :&lt;/strong&gt; haha! no i don't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HER&lt;/strong&gt;: THEN DO YOU CLUB?! ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my stupid blur face again.... (obviously no!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HER:&lt;/strong&gt; OMG! YOU SERIOUSLY DON'T CLUB AND DRINK? WHY SUCH A NICE GIRL?! YOU REALLY DON'T UH?! WHY?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha!! really kinda random, but is it really hard to believe that i don't do either of those? gosh. does my face really say the word that 'I CLUB N DRINK OFTEN'? haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;keep giving me the SUPER SHOCK FACE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TSK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. that's what i wanna share for today's blogging session. teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH YEAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I GOT MY NEW SPECS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;finally, wearing contacts really tires my eyes out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FYI, I HATE WEARING CONTACTS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467368117078587458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S9_-VcrD-EI/AAAAAAAABkU/ID9TvfR2nA4/s320/V.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467368125155445682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S9_-V6wvC7I/AAAAAAAABkc/X7T8JMA5xMg/s320/B.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS IS MY NEW LOVE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-3003777538558881772?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/3003777538558881772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=3003777538558881772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3003777538558881772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3003777538558881772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/05/karaoke-time-tomorrows-going-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S9_-U4mt_SI/AAAAAAAABkM/6HVLIz5dXxA/s72-c/N.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-6212799724817406948</id><published>2010-05-01T12:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T12:29:36.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WORK&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466153063438978818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S9utQBIxjwI/AAAAAAAABkE/3f7_k7W9WxI/s320/P180410_17.11.JPG" /&gt;i'm working with her today!! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;started my work yesterday @ intercontinental hotel (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, thanks to the F1 work last year, i got the hang of the whole work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;two things though, standing up for hours plus the carrying of trays all the way with heavy-heavy food items ...............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIRED + CRAMPS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. the people were awesomely nice and helpful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always ever smiling and ever filled with jokes &amp;amp; laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats wht i was looking for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but no matter what, school comes first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if this becomes too much, thenn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BYEBYE WORK (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;school is still kinda slack. so i guess in 2 weeks to come, it will get worst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO I'M GETTING MYSELF PREPARED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BYEBYE LOVE!&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/3785802772214680615-6212799724817406948?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/6212799724817406948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=6212799724817406948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/6212799724817406948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/6212799724817406948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/05/work-im-working-with-her-today-started.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S9utQBIxjwI/AAAAAAAABkE/3f7_k7W9WxI/s72-c/P180410_17.11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-2062464986786023088</id><published>2010-04-18T18:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T18:57:08.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TIME TO GET SERIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S8reeOrwnWI/AAAAAAAABj8/XG08bIwU-3g/s1600/P180410_17.12%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ATTACHMENT'S OUT &amp;amp; SCHOOL'S IN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can't believe that school's reopening tomorrow. well, i guess it's much better than ITP (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goshh. i feel that i need to get myself a part-time job. I'm freaking 19 already mann. so it's time that i start doing something. LOLS! stop bugging my mummy for money already larh. time to be independent larh fazzylah!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAIIYOOO!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;School's timetable is rather manageable, so i guess rather than wasting my time at home sleeping, i can use it to earn moolahs baby!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOOOTS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH YAR! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mum has been bugging me to get my licence. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i hope i'll have the commitment to get it by this year?!! hehe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TRY MY BEST LARH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OKAY!! SO SEE YOU PEOPLE TOMORROW THEN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ENJOY YOUR LAST FEW HOURS OF FREEDOM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHIAOS AMIGOS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S8reK6sxnkI/AAAAAAAABj0/EnRp4FNsK3Q/s1600/P180410_17.29%5B03%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461421777277263426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S8reK6sxnkI/AAAAAAAABj0/EnRp4FNsK3Q/s400/P180410_17.29%5B03%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I WANNA CHANGE ME WARDROBE SLOWLY!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MUACKS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/3785802772214680615-2062464986786023088?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/2062464986786023088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=2062464986786023088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2062464986786023088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2062464986786023088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/04/time-to-get-serious-attachments-out.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S8reK6sxnkI/AAAAAAAABj0/EnRp4FNsK3Q/s72-c/P180410_17.29%5B03%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-1015394422892864350</id><published>2010-04-17T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T21:11:40.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/vGPG91x5eMY/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vGPG91x5eMY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vGPG91x5eMY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THIS IS SONG IS JUST SO SO NICE (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;PYRAMID - CHARICE FT IYAZ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-1015394422892864350?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/1015394422892864350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=1015394422892864350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1015394422892864350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1015394422892864350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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-3785802772214680615.post-4314906944669838379</id><published>2010-04-15T20:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T21:04:40.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the word that i've been wanting to hear ever since 6 weeks ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"THE LAST DAY OF ATTACHMENT IS TOMORROW!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;awesome feeling. i think i'd rather be going to school, meet my friends, talk to them, have break with them and share some joy and laughter with them too. that feeling is just incomparable. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;big boss says that he is going to treat us tomorrow. hmm, so let's hope he meant it alright. hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO ONE WORD I WANA SHOUT OUT HERE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YEAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S8cNlJ_OhwI/AAAAAAAABjc/lRNmh1ZJcEc/s1600/Photo1374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460348005197448962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S8cNlJ_OhwI/AAAAAAAABjc/lRNmh1ZJcEc/s400/Photo1374.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-4314906944669838379?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/4314906944669838379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=4314906944669838379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4314906944669838379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4314906944669838379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/04/finally-word-that-ive-been-wanting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S8cNlJ_OhwI/AAAAAAAABjc/lRNmh1ZJcEc/s72-c/Photo1374.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-5692847034250497813</id><published>2010-04-09T22:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T22:29:54.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT'S DRAWING NEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay. in a flash, 5 weeks are gone. honestly, i ain't getting the feel of attachment. in fact, it has been getting my eyesight worst :( i hate that. there's no way to avoid looking at the computer for 8 full hours. it totally burns me out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 more week left. but i think that it's going to be a freaking dragg, to wake up early and force myself to work. sighs. the misery of working life. hmmm. what will i be working as in the future? i guess i just can't see myself working as yet. CONTINUE STUDYING UNTIL THE END!! he he he!! i guess that will be in my dreams. pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YEAY! on the brighter side of my dull life, a friend and I are working towards our 'project'!! woohoo. i guess we can get it publicised by wednesday the latest?? hehe!! it's a starters for us. so we do look forward to any suggestions to improve on it though. or, cut us some slack. it is our first time. (: be nicer to us please?? hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now that YEAR 3 is starting pretty soon, i really hope that my life changes for the better, and so do I!! hehe. i want a new and improved mwahh!! ........................JOKING PEOPLE. i love me just the way I am (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okayy. let's get the new door of opportunity open up for me and my friends. wish us luck people!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S782jDSwiYI/AAAAAAAABjU/-RQVnIhfpYY/s1600/P2100071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458141249203636610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S782jDSwiYI/AAAAAAAABjU/-RQVnIhfpYY/s320/P2100071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAKE CARE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lotsa Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ME &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nurfazzylah Binte Ja'afar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-5692847034250497813?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/5692847034250497813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=5692847034250497813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5692847034250497813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5692847034250497813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-drawing-near-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S782jDSwiYI/AAAAAAAABjU/-RQVnIhfpYY/s72-c/P2100071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-7330810791647604381</id><published>2010-04-05T19:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T19:34:04.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;OUR 'PROJECT'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HAD FUN WITH MY GIRLS :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I KNOW IT WAS TOUGH, BUT WE MANAGED TO GET IT DONE EH?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HEHE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPECIAL THANKS TO HIDD &amp;amp; AISYAH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S7nJsh9sWyI/AAAAAAAABjM/MVthZtLdotk/s1600/P2100119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456614190404623138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S7nJsh9sWyI/AAAAAAAABjM/MVthZtLdotk/s400/P2100119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TO BE ANNOUNCED SOON :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-7330810791647604381?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/7330810791647604381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=7330810791647604381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/7330810791647604381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/7330810791647604381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-project-i-had-fun-with-my-girls-i.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S7nJsh9sWyI/AAAAAAAABjM/MVthZtLdotk/s72-c/P2100119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-8371421727822805499</id><published>2010-04-03T13:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T14:15:04.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GIRLS DAY OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455787672137622962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S7bZ-1e35bI/AAAAAAAABi0/FsVgFmu_mj0/s400/24163_381891127938_601292938_4007522_2898265_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay. finally i can have a proper update. why? cause after weeks of spending time finishing up attachment, we finally had a proper outing together!! awesome. we should do this more often eh girls? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so yeah, good friday. spent it in SENTOSA with casual sight-seeing and VIVO for some catch up session and camwhoring! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the whole day was really tiring, but i guess it was really worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so 2 more weeks of attachment, and we officially have our lives back. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455788062057282658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S7baViC9vGI/AAAAAAAABi8/MC0ABn5DHEA/s400/24163_381896142938_601292938_4007757_6537244_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S7bcPIVbQPI/AAAAAAAABjE/OOXnwbSo4yw/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455790151099433202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S7bcPIVbQPI/AAAAAAAABjE/OOXnwbSo4yw/s400/cats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-8371421727822805499?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/8371421727822805499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=8371421727822805499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8371421727822805499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8371421727822805499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/04/girls-day-out-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S7bZ-1e35bI/AAAAAAAABi0/FsVgFmu_mj0/s72-c/24163_381891127938_601292938_4007522_2898265_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-3131177776334757637</id><published>2010-03-28T19:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T19:34:21.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BREAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453644392521841250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S688riuQumI/AAAAAAAABik/3t7ZH0CxkTY/s400/miley-cyrus-twitter.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;PS: i so envy her long legs!!! :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453644795111717426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S689C-fKujI/AAAAAAAABis/gyVg_nfDGyI/s320/1zvswvm.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;AND I WANT WAVY HAIR AGAIN TOO!! hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;to heck. i know humans are never satisfied. that's what makes us normal humans aye?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;it's been some time since i last updated my blogg. well, been kinda busy and lazy these few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attachment started off as a bore but gradually i got the hang of waking up early, slacking in the morninng &amp;amp; starting official work after lunch. the most irritating part of it all will be the so-called 'TELEMARKETING'. well, i ain't dumb. i know what's telemarketing &amp;amp; what's cold-calling. so basically, for my whole of 3 weeks, most of my time was spent calling up companies &amp;amp; saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, Im calling from ****. Im doing a customer profile update on my companys' behalf. Is it possible for me to get the contact info of the person in charge of ****"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i seriously got used to doing this. but the problem is that, im getting sick of doing it. like literally. and i was told that this week, i will be doing survey calling. oh godd. though the people there are nice, but i just think that the job that im doing right now does not click with what i like. office job is not for me - for the moment at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the plus side, me and a couple of my friends are doing up a so-called 'project'. and we are halfway done. =) just need to get the photos ready, and all the other admin stuffs and we are set to launch :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, prayers for us yeah friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i gotta say for now.&lt;br /&gt;my life is kinda on a repeat mode. so no point updating on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-3131177776334757637?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/3131177776334757637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=3131177776334757637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3131177776334757637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3131177776334757637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/03/break-ps-i-so-envy-her-long-legs-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S688riuQumI/AAAAAAAABik/3t7ZH0CxkTY/s72-c/miley-cyrus-twitter.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-3295072648726338704</id><published>2010-03-07T10:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T11:03:08.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S5MWx1Ot9hI/AAAAAAAABic/8gnZMl64obk/s1600-h/992de4c85f50c9c3b83cbbb2fbf554a70fd907d7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 388px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445721419779274258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S5MWx1Ot9hI/AAAAAAAABic/8gnZMl64obk/s400/992de4c85f50c9c3b83cbbb2fbf554a70fd907d7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE &lt;u&gt;DUMBEST&lt;/u&gt; THING HAPPENED TO ME CAUSED I TRIED ACTING &lt;u&gt;SMART&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BOOOO!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SOOOO NOT COOL MANN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-3295072648726338704?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/3295072648726338704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=3295072648726338704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3295072648726338704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3295072648726338704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/03/dumbest-thing-happened-to-me-caused-i.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S5MWx1Ot9hI/AAAAAAAABic/8gnZMl64obk/s72-c/992de4c85f50c9c3b83cbbb2fbf554a70fd907d7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-2595992737896216187</id><published>2010-03-04T13:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:33:24.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITS OVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444647114144641058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S49FtA3ycCI/AAAAAAAABiU/KVVW8kRBRuk/s320/Image017.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*those were one of the days. when i had curly hair, and hidd is still as cute as ever!! woots!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are finally over, and yesterday officially marked the last day of YEAR 2! awesome. so now, we have to work our butts off for ATTACHMENTS and get that A. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this means that no holidays this time round. once attachment ends, YEAR 3 begins. and its like hell all over again. oh mannn. just the thought of it kinda sucks ehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, a friend of mine and I are planning something over this 'holiday' period. =) something good. if it happens, we'll be SUPER DUPER UBBER HAPPY!! well, but to get it started comes with alot of researches and planning. but, we're willing to go through it if its successful in the future. =) mum says that she's going to give me the support, financially. so hope that everything goes on well. pray for me girls.... and guys too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: now that exams are over, it's freaking boring cause there's nothing to do. getting my butt up yo head out is such a drag. rather stay home and enjoy!! =) see ya people.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-2595992737896216187?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/2595992737896216187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=2595992737896216187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2595992737896216187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2595992737896216187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-over-those-were-one-of-days.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S49FtA3ycCI/AAAAAAAABiU/KVVW8kRBRuk/s72-c/Image017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-2103417706966209475</id><published>2010-02-19T20:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T21:33:02.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (editted) hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439935602566767330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S36Im8f-IuI/AAAAAAAABh0/nDr-QDBcD80/s400/US.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439946733113493954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S36Su1BGycI/AAAAAAAABiM/QSaVZ2H3Pkg/s400/friends.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, let me sum up my 19th birthday. awesome + coolness + loved + surprises + friends + *you* + presents = total awesomecoolness with friends and *you* leading to presents after presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th FEBRUARY - we had our FEB final paper. then classmates threw a mini birthday celebration for me =) THANK YOU GUYSS (and sorry again for leaving halfway through). next, a supposed *surprise* from them, which kinda went wrong due to unforeseen circumstances. bringing me to a dinner, at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SAKURA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: free buffet dinner, must i add? *loved* so, awesome maddy and sherry and xianfeng bought me this cute dress and &lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt; gave me a box of chocolates with 2 hand made cards, which were totally cutee!! hehe! so, actual birthday ended up awesome too. lets move on to the 19th FEBRUARY next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S36JL1fRUEI/AAAAAAAABiE/RKaNQOXTFqg/s1600-h/zoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439936236339941442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S36JL1fRUEI/AAAAAAAABiE/RKaNQOXTFqg/s320/zoo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S36JLgwDwMI/AAAAAAAABh8/9YjhMHMzCNg/s1600-h/HIM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439936230773211330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S36JLgwDwMI/AAAAAAAABh8/9YjhMHMzCNg/s320/HIM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th FEBRUARY - &lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt; gave me a cute white bear for my birthday!!! so cute!!! then, it was a trip to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SINGAPORE ZOOLOGICAL GARDENS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! finally!! after ages being deprived from going to the zoo, managed to get a trip down with him!! MY WHITE TIGERS!! the creatures and animals are freakingly cute, humongous, yucky and clever!!! i so love the leopard cat!! steal it for me, would ya??? hehe!! hundred over pictures were taken. BUTTTTTT, most of it were pictures of the animals. i guess you guys wouldn't be interested in that would you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to put it to a conclusion for 2010, THINGS WENT PRETTY AWESOME FOR ME =) thanks for all the things planned out for me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you people are the best. and i know next year should be even better, ayee??? hehe! you guys know what to do. HE HE HE HE!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;chiao amigos!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-2103417706966209475?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/2103417706966209475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=2103417706966209475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2103417706966209475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2103417706966209475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-birthday-editted-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S36Im8f-IuI/AAAAAAAABh0/nDr-QDBcD80/s72-c/US.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-2428011640433914734</id><published>2010-02-12T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:23:40.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;END OF YEAR 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today finally marks the end of YEAR 2 in polytechnic. time passes by freakingly fast once you get into polyy. wooots. finally, it ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so this means, FINAL YEAR EXAMS are round the corner and not to mention our ITP aka ATTACHMENT!! excited about it, but also not too excited about it. need to wake up early and no skipping of days as and when i feel like it. shessshhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope all goes pretty well for me!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed out for awhile with &lt;strong&gt;SHERRY&lt;/strong&gt; then off to meet &lt;strong&gt;SEHA&lt;/strong&gt; for catching ups = BOYS AGAIN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S3Vj4p1pylI/AAAAAAAABhE/kElPGMkvioQ/s1600-h/SHERRY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 298px; HEIGHT: 397px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437361950074456658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S3Vj4p1pylI/AAAAAAAABhE/kElPGMkvioQ/s400/SHERRY.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S3Vj42OOKzI/AAAAAAAABhM/FLjGJqbBn2k/s1600-h/SEHA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437361953398729522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S3Vj42OOKzI/AAAAAAAABhM/FLjGJqbBn2k/s400/SEHA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-2428011640433914734?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/2428011640433914734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=2428011640433914734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2428011640433914734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2428011640433914734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/02/end-of-year-2-today-finally-marks-end.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S3Vj4p1pylI/AAAAAAAABhE/kElPGMkvioQ/s72-c/SHERRY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-1628764021503841150</id><published>2010-02-07T16:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T16:10:28.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to get FEB report done yesterday. now, it feels like i got nothing to do when there are tonnes of work to be done. im waiting for BLAW report to be sent to me so that i can work on it more. i want to study my FM but then i just don't feel like studying right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i got my internet back, i don't know what to do with it. being deprived of it for one week, i think i've already covered it up with all those mid-night internet surfing. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i realised one thing. &lt;strong&gt;ALLY&lt;/strong&gt; is getting brighter each day! =) she just cant stop bringing smiles to our faces. THE CUTEST BABY ON EARTH I SHALL SAY?! AND IM SO PROUD TO SAY IT OUT LOUD! =) I SIMPLY LOVE HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S251HEoTKfI/AAAAAAAABgs/ojkZYmwjLBI/s1600-h/ally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435410564645071346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S251HEoTKfI/AAAAAAAABgs/ojkZYmwjLBI/s400/ally.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-1628764021503841150?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/1628764021503841150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=1628764021503841150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1628764021503841150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1628764021503841150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/02/ally-managed-to-get-feb-report-done.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S251HEoTKfI/AAAAAAAABgs/ojkZYmwjLBI/s72-c/ally.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-761413370520777356</id><published>2010-02-05T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:17:10.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FRIENDS TURN TO FOE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things went really wrong. i didn't want all that to happen. it was scary. for all of us to actually go through that, i really wonder how we are going to survive when we meet in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things really went off the wrong way. it was never supposed to start like this and end even worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, today was a total horror. my eyes are tired from all the tears that flowed. projects are still on hand, but all of us are misunderstood for all the wrong reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't suppose to end this way. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate all the friends who actually stood by me when all this happened. i know i can trust you guys. ILY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: can we not go through this again?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-761413370520777356?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/761413370520777356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=761413370520777356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/761413370520777356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/761413370520777356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/02/friends-turn-to-foe-things-went-really.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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-3785802772214680615.post-2502867152698468226</id><published>2010-01-30T20:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T21:12:47.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOVING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S2QwCAkJ8HI/AAAAAAAABgk/5R0LIFbgvbA/s1600-h/Picture0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432519861585178738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S2QwCAkJ8HI/AAAAAAAABgk/5R0LIFbgvbA/s320/Picture0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;again. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;we are moving off to a new place&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. this have been happening for a few times now. well, i guess in time, it will just be a standard routine that i have to live with. mum prefers new environment everytime. but we don't really feel the same way as her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's going to be the last day here. tomorrow, we'll be off to a new place. hope that it will be better there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;most of the projects are finally done. =) finally, a &lt;strong&gt;SENSE OF ACCOMPLISHMENT&lt;/strong&gt;. everything went in order except for CONB. gosh. that's the most challenging project i ever got. but we actually managed to get it done by the due date. =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, 3 more projects, final year exams and ATTACHMENT. gosh. we will be busy for like, FOREVER? whoever said that polytechnic is a slack, you ought to kill that person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: *ehem* SOMEONE GOT AN IPHONE WITHOUT TELLING ME!!! =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-2502867152698468226?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/2502867152698468226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=2502867152698468226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2502867152698468226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2502867152698468226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/01/moving-again.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S2QwCAkJ8HI/AAAAAAAABgk/5R0LIFbgvbA/s72-c/Picture0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-1923558827856928861</id><published>2010-01-18T23:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T23:40:53.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S1SAjaYEfEI/AAAAAAAABgM/27z1f6XAkPs/s1600-h/P170110_11.49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428104796752346178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S1SAjaYEfEI/AAAAAAAABgM/27z1f6XAkPs/s320/P170110_11.49.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MINI AMAZING RACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's monday. and its so wonderful that i didn't have classes today! that means im able to work and earn some moo-lahs!!! yippee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i super love the company. cause im always given a one-day events' job. and i hope they'll introduce more to me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY'S JOB WAS TO BE A STATION MASTER FOR A MINI AMAZING RACE @ SENTOSA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!! easy-money earned. well, the contestants were from SINGAPORE POLICE FORCE; if im not mistaken. they do look fit. so im not sure what's the whole point of the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh wells. it was alright i guess. at least it gave me a chance to earn easy money!! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im friggin' tired now. so im catching the zzzzzs' soon!! PROJECTS/EXAMS ARE GOING TO BE A KILLER!! february is not exactly a good month to be celebrating anything when you've reached this poly stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SIGHS!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-1923558827856928861?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/1923558827856928861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=1923558827856928861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1923558827856928861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1923558827856928861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/01/mini-amazing-race-todays-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/S1SAjaYEfEI/AAAAAAAABgM/27z1f6XAkPs/s72-c/P170110_11.49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-5971122410935737452</id><published>2010-01-01T22:16:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:43:06.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010 SETTING IN&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sz4KA7ePQ_I/AAAAAAAABf0/1vSayZMCCIM/s1600-h/SDC14636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421781026740214034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sz4JHjTNmRI/AAAAAAAABfs/6uu08C-wNcY/s400/SDC14666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;time flies really fast without you realising what you had actually done for the whole of that ONE YEAR. it doesn't really feel like a year has passed by cause this means that i'm actually almost 2 years in POLYTECHNIC now. golllyyy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohs wells. &lt;strong&gt;COUNTDOWN to 2010&lt;/strong&gt; was suberbly awesome when night time came - &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;though it started off slow&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;baobei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; girllies came down, no matter how late it was to make it for the 2010 countdown. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO I LOVE YOU GIRLS&lt;/span&gt;! only with you can we all get crazed up together aye??!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's do it again soon, please!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when all of it ended, we walked all the way from cityhall to bugis -&lt;em&gt; from which, i was totally shagged!!!&lt;/em&gt; seriously! i drained all the little energy that was left in me. &lt;strong&gt;AND I LOST MY VOICE AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;!! haha! cool or whatt. this happened last year too! i think it's a yearly sickness i'm going to get uhhh. pffffttttt.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND OHH. MOST IMPORTANTLY - NOT TO MENTION, PHOTO TIME BEYBEHHHH!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MORE PICTURES IN &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=658225317#/photo.php?pid=3020682&amp;amp;id=556039585"&gt;FACEBOOK&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sz4G2hhm7bI/AAAAAAAABfc/5xKP1V9mcHE/s1600-h/SDC14657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421778535182691762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sz4G2hhm7bI/AAAAAAAABfc/5xKP1V9mcHE/s320/SDC14657.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sz4G2JovNmI/AAAAAAAABfM/ZFzwzWO3Oss/s1600-h/SDC14644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421778528770143842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sz4G2JovNmI/AAAAAAAABfM/ZFzwzWO3Oss/s320/SDC14644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sz4G2YTShEI/AAAAAAAABfU/1dck0CDrX0w/s1600-h/SDC14642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421778532706714690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sz4G2YTShEI/AAAAAAAABfU/1dck0CDrX0w/s320/SDC14642.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421811996592195154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sz4lSO_URlI/AAAAAAAABgE/XfPp8DH_1Mg/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;there are freaking more pictures uh. but i'll upload them when the time comes. cause..... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you-know-i-know..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-5971122410935737452?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/5971122410935737452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=5971122410935737452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5971122410935737452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5971122410935737452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-setting-in-time-flies-really-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sz4JHjTNmRI/AAAAAAAABfs/6uu08C-wNcY/s72-c/SDC14666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-4238492331116050054</id><published>2009-12-23T00:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:45:20.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAY OUT WITH GIRLFRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418100754277434226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SzD17f_7g3I/AAAAAAAABdc/Y6vL72muse0/s400/fa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yeahh. though its like damn late now, i just can't stop myself from blogging about today. like seriously. &lt;em&gt;kecoh-rable kepe korang!?&lt;/em&gt; hahah!! chaos is kicking up in FB right now. =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;though it was just the 3 of us, there was unexpected funn. awesomeness. lucky someone brought a&lt;strong&gt; camera along + girls + too much free time = CAM WHORE&lt;/strong&gt;!!! haha!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love you people. you girls just know how to have fun at the right time, SERIOUSLY!! =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418101084593644306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SzD2Ouhc4xI/AAAAAAAABd0/EBYSPf5F44U/s320/v.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MORE CRAZY PICTURES IN MY &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/photo.php?pid=853706&amp;amp;id=1045862148"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FACEBOOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-4238492331116050054?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/4238492331116050054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=4238492331116050054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4238492331116050054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/4238492331116050054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-out-with-girlfriends-oh-yeahh.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SzD17f_7g3I/AAAAAAAABdc/Y6vL72muse0/s72-c/fa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-1466863614889212090</id><published>2009-12-13T19:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T19:19:42.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ADVANCED CELEBRATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414677474575408658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SyTMeZVgXhI/AAAAAAAABdE/PNoYJWQqzIY/s400/d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISE!! to our littlest sister of them all!! hehe! &lt;em&gt;SHERRY TAN LEE YEE&lt;/em&gt;!! we managed to come up with a last minute plan to surprise her &lt;strong&gt;BY MAKING A SPECIAL VISIT OVER&lt;/strong&gt;!! totally unexpected ehhh??? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAKE CUTTING - MONOPOLY - NEW MOON - LATE NIGHT PIZZA = great day out. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally managed to catch the movie - NEW MOON. well, there was more talking then actions. but overall i still love the movie. JACOB is just ........... !!!! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are finally here. but i have no idea what i want to do during this holiday. i hope it will be a fun one. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-1466863614889212090?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/1466863614889212090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=1466863614889212090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1466863614889212090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1466863614889212090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/12/advanced-celebration-surprise-to-our.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SyTMeZVgXhI/AAAAAAAABdE/PNoYJWQqzIY/s72-c/d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-7526862424697719734</id><published>2009-11-27T20:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T21:01:33.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PUBLIC HOLIDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sw_MwTBfb0I/AAAAAAAABcs/zM0nqfbASiM/s1600/P271109_13.16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 298px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408766807607570242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sw_MwTBfb0I/AAAAAAAABcs/zM0nqfbASiM/s320/P271109_13.16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHOPPING SPREE. weird thing was, mum was like &lt;strong&gt;"TAKE UH."&lt;/strong&gt; to the things that we want. rather surprising cause she would usually go &lt;strong&gt;"DON'T WANT LARH. WASTE MONEY ONLY."&lt;/strong&gt; lols. but stupidly, when she was in the mood for a shopping spree, i couldn't find the things that i want. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so in the end, i only managed to get a &lt;u&gt;LACOSTE&lt;/u&gt; shoe!! well, i LOVE it so much!! lols!! but, i couldn't get the green &lt;strong&gt;FOX pull-over&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;FOURSKIN top&lt;/strong&gt; there too. its either there's no exact size i want, or the price is too unreasonable. cause if 1 of us wants it, then all 4 of us would want it as well. POOR MUMMY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we managed to get shoes instead. &lt;strong&gt;LACOSTE&lt;/strong&gt; for mummy, &lt;strong&gt;ADIDAS &lt;/strong&gt;for sister, &lt;strong&gt;VANS&lt;/strong&gt; for my two brothers. =) well, i guess the two tops i will have to get it using my own money, i guess. sighs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-7526862424697719734?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/7526862424697719734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=7526862424697719734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/7526862424697719734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/7526862424697719734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/11/public-holiday-shopping-spree.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sw_MwTBfb0I/AAAAAAAABcs/zM0nqfbASiM/s72-c/P271109_13.16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-1787470281199824316</id><published>2009-11-22T23:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T23:33:42.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIRTHDAY BOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406949722330265330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SwlYIA3kdvI/AAAAAAAABck/11U_sB6iVek/s400/P221109_18.52.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finally celebrated his birthday today! though it was like 3 days late, but i guess things turned out great =). i bet you didn't expect this coming right? well, hope you enjoyed your day with us, &lt;strong&gt;JEREMY!! &lt;/strong&gt;you are finally eighteen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we surprised him by luring him to &lt;strong&gt;E2MAX&lt;/strong&gt; and held the short celebration there. from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;CAKE SMASHING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;CAKE EATING COMPETITION&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BALLOON POPPING COMPETITION&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!. =) awesome-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POOL&lt;/strong&gt;-ed thereafter and finally had our dinner at &lt;strong&gt;MAD JACK&lt;/strong&gt;. thanks for leaving us guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this was our day for the birthday boy. hope you enjoyed the surprise!! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-1787470281199824316?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/1787470281199824316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=1787470281199824316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1787470281199824316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1787470281199824316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday-boy-we-finally-celebrated-his.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SwlYIA3kdvI/AAAAAAAABck/11U_sB6iVek/s72-c/P221109_18.52.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-1262173888373248810</id><published>2009-11-15T14:58:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T15:31:48.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;APEC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - asia pacific economic cooperation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sv-sVDFBHZI/AAAAAAAABcM/tyCEkNWG8ng/s1600-h/P141109_23.36%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404227555471465874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sv-sVDFBHZI/AAAAAAAABcM/tyCEkNWG8ng/s320/P141109_23.36%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APEC has finally ended. i thought that after F1, i would no &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;longer need to be holding that idiotic tray&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my hands. and yesterday was like F1 all over again. &lt;em&gt;shessshhh&lt;/em&gt;. though the whole event was rather slack, that last 2 hours standing there with &lt;strong&gt;6 glasses of drinks on your tray everytime&lt;/strong&gt; was a killer! haha. my both hands almost numb-ed up. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! and we had 'make-up' artistes to do our hair and make-up. YUCKY! BUN-NED up hair with THICK MAKE-UP! OUCH! soo yucky larh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the IN-CHARGE were slackers too! so the last 15 to 20 minutes or so, we slacked behind 'closed doors'. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't manage to see the 'big shots' from yesterday. it seems that everything was rather disorganized. so in the end, a few of us didn't manage to catch a glimpse of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;BEFORE AND AFTER THE WHOLE EVENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sv-tE1W5HBI/AAAAAAAABcU/Posj00vwUIM/s1600-h/P141109_14.45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404228376422063122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sv-tE1W5HBI/AAAAAAAABcU/Posj00vwUIM/s200/P141109_14.45.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sv-tFMnhjSI/AAAAAAAABcc/cpUNkHl7YXo/s1600-h/14112009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404228382665837858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sv-tFMnhjSI/AAAAAAAABcc/cpUNkHl7YXo/s200/14112009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3785802772214680615-1262173888373248810?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/1262173888373248810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=1262173888373248810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1262173888373248810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1262173888373248810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/11/apec-apec-has-finally-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sv-sVDFBHZI/AAAAAAAABcM/tyCEkNWG8ng/s72-c/P141109_23.36%5B01%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-3416463716458580270</id><published>2009-11-03T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:26:49.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TAKING THE FIRST STEP TO CHANGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SvBLlbgoVrI/AAAAAAAABbI/JiNb3l9q7Xs/s1600-h/20071209-first-step.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399899059629086386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SvBLlbgoVrI/AAAAAAAABbI/JiNb3l9q7Xs/s200/20071209-first-step.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;i've finally understood the meaning of &lt;strong&gt;"IT TAKES TWO HANDS TO CLAP". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to get that thinking off my mind and finally learn to start to give and take with the people around me. i need to bear in mind that sometimes, things does not always revolve around me, myself and i. it also involves people around me, especially those close to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know friends will be there to guide me through this phase. and i know i can definitely count on you guys to help me too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i know i love you guys just for being able to do that. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-3416463716458580270?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/3416463716458580270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=3416463716458580270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3416463716458580270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3416463716458580270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/11/taking-first-step-to-change-ive-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SvBLlbgoVrI/AAAAAAAABbI/JiNb3l9q7Xs/s72-c/20071209-first-step.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-748308692150882580</id><published>2009-10-27T22:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T18:10:08.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TEENAGE LIFE TEENAGE DRAMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SucBbKfgogI/AAAAAAAABa4/xY96f3v6Clk/s1600-h/P25-10-09_14.32%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SucCPDscJHI/AAAAAAAABbA/_tV-JSlFGb4/s1600-h/P25-10-09_14.32%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397285136139822194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SucCPDscJHI/AAAAAAAABbA/_tV-JSlFGb4/s400/P25-10-09_14.32%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;school's officially started and this semester just feels like a drag. mann, thinking of coming school is just as tiring as going there each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, had a badminton-cum-basketball session with the usuals &lt;strong&gt;(MADDY/SHERRY/JEREMY/XIANFENG)&lt;/strong&gt; again. =) awesome. and now, our bodies are aching and im feeling tired the whole day. but it was all worth it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidetracking, it's just weird to know that it is all happening again when you thought that it will never happen ever again in your life. well, what you can do is avoid it and not to get involved in such situations. enjoy whatever time you have with sweet friends =) and all will go along smoothly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! and, girls being girls. i think we simply love to think far ahead. like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;what would happen if....&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;and what to do if...&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;and what to say if.....&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha!! but these are the times that makes our teenage lives interesting and i'll never regret the day sharing fun stuffs with dearie girlfriends throughout the whole night. cause whenever you think about it, it will all be worth it.... =) so might as well make the best of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;oh yeah. and im freaking addicted to a song titled &lt;strong&gt;REPLAY&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;.... shawty's like a melody in my head that i can't keep out got me singing like NA NA NA NA everyday, like an IPOD stuck on replay&lt;/em&gt;!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! got me singing the whole day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIRLS GUYS FRIENDS FAMILY &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-748308692150882580?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/748308692150882580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=748308692150882580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/748308692150882580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/748308692150882580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/10/teenage-life-teenage-drama-schools.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SucCPDscJHI/AAAAAAAABbA/_tV-JSlFGb4/s72-c/P25-10-09_14.32%5B01%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-7089198719591205057</id><published>2009-10-20T23:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:50:15.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SCHOOL'S IN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are finally over, and the term starts all over. mann, i can't wait for the next holidays already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so last week of holidays..............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/strong&gt;: supposedly to receive our pay that was 'supposedly' dued&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY:&lt;/strong&gt; badminton with MADDY/SHERRY/JEREMY/XIANFENG @ jem's crib&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394707488780884658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/St3Z4O_smrI/AAAAAAAABao/nMBJcJOoSBU/s320/10433_157700316817_501096817_2823870_291223_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY:&lt;/strong&gt; tried to enjoy the taste of the nightlife for the first time = TIME TO PARTY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394708387251671202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/St3asiD00KI/AAAAAAAABaw/FY-rfQb9sV8/s320/awe.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY:&lt;/strong&gt; dinner at ION SWENSEN'S with DBA 14 (08/09) after ages of not meeting up. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394707478591500594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/St3Z3pCW8TI/AAAAAAAABag/19z9LWW8Gxg/s320/8418_290590695514_509765514_9329498_1336525_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;no group photo was taken, sadly. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY:&lt;/strong&gt; headed out with siblings to get my clothes for school!! =) finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and now, i am back to school. sighs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-7089198719591205057?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/7089198719591205057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=7089198719591205057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/7089198719591205057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/7089198719591205057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/10/schools-in-holidays-are-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/St3Z4O_smrI/AAAAAAAABao/nMBJcJOoSBU/s72-c/10433_157700316817_501096817_2823870_291223_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-1141753979710822705</id><published>2009-10-15T17:37:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T23:03:42.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(THEY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAZZ.STACEY.EFASHA.HANNAH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/StiKy2OMCRI/AAAAAAAABaY/O79co21qbw8/s1600-h/weee.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392759209057192994" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Stbt7bcSDCI/AAAAAAAABaQ/AdLStlq8ebg/s400/Photo0534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 381px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/StiKy2OMCRI/AAAAAAAABaY/O79co21qbw8/s400/weee.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393213159929284882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesterday night was an &lt;u&gt;eye-opener.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i realised one thing though.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MY FRIENDS CAN REALLY PARTY THEIR ASSES OFF.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THEY'RE AWESOME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was hoping that i could &lt;strong&gt;be as daring as them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you guys shook your arses on the dancefloor hard&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sweat it all out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;someone was so high, she kept shouting "HOT HOT HOT!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- TOTAL AWESOMENESS -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;PS: I seriously hate the state of my hair now. damnn.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-1141753979710822705?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/1141753979710822705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=1141753979710822705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1141753979710822705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1141753979710822705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/10/they-yesterday-night-was-eye-opener.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Stbt7bcSDCI/AAAAAAAABaQ/AdLStlq8ebg/s72-c/Photo0534.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-3091964077347669105</id><published>2009-10-06T00:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T01:32:21.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOLIDAYS ARE ALMOST OVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grr. just the thought of it makes me go..... SIGGHHHHHHSS!! one and half week left! errgghhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Ssos-DkDRvI/AAAAAAAABZw/ajXzuBg__vU/s1600-h/DSC01098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389169348722247410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Ssos-DkDRvI/AAAAAAAABZw/ajXzuBg__vU/s320/DSC01098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;initial plans for today:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(1) Have lunch with someone before heading for supposedly 'TIRESOME' work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(2) work my butt off till 12 midnight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;buttttttt...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(1) well, i did have lunch of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(2) ran away from work. and went walking around orchard instead!!! hehe! treat us like crap somemore!! hmmmpphh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, supposed to be working in &lt;strong&gt;***** HOTEL&lt;/strong&gt; today. haha! we went there already, changed into their uniforms, shoes = &lt;strong&gt;PREPARED&lt;/strong&gt;. then, they treated us like crap?? so fine, since you guys are so high and mighty, then &lt;strong&gt;BYEBYE&lt;/strong&gt;!! hahaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we really left! hehe. confirm gonna get a dressing down from the school, but who cares!! haha. and finally, i can collect my pay on the &lt;strong&gt;10th&lt;/strong&gt;!! the day i've been waiting for since all the hardwork. sadly, my TIP money has been spent on clearing off my bill and dad hasn't sold off my old phone yet. haiyooo daddyyy.... =(((( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yarr. my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;stupid extensions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came off one by one ever since work that day!! =((((( now my hair looks damn damn short uh! and i hate it. i wanna have that long hair back!!! grrrrr.. i want my hair to be that long!! &lt;em&gt;(points to picture!!!!!))))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3785802772214680615-3091964077347669105?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/3091964077347669105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=3091964077347669105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3091964077347669105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/3091964077347669105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/10/holidays-are-almost-over-grr.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Ssos-DkDRvI/AAAAAAAABZw/ajXzuBg__vU/s72-c/DSC01098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-2092230289244000812</id><published>2009-09-28T16:30:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T16:49:52.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT FINALLY ENDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;omgg. i can't believe that i got through the 3 days F1 job!!! first time trying out a BANQUET job, i think it was really quite an experiencing job to have, though the fatigue that we were all faced with too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SKY SUITE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that was where me, jeremy and sherry got posted. but sadly we were posted to different suites. i think my parents were praying hard for me cause everything actually went so so smoothly! i got the &lt;strong&gt;best MANAGER&lt;/strong&gt;, i got the &lt;strong&gt;best SUITE&lt;/strong&gt; and not forgetting, the &lt;strong&gt;best TIP&lt;/strong&gt;!! hehe!! you guys should know about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;GATEX COMPANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was the company i had to serve for the whole 3 days. i thought those people didn't appreciate our help, BUT I WAS WRONG!! hehe! you guys rockss!!! =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the end of it, i think everything was worth it. it was the experience that i loved the most. =)) and we got the best view from the top. imagine, people paying stupidly for $&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;7000++ per person&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just to get that suite, and we got to be there. thats total AWESOMENESS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will i give it a go next year? i hope i will!!! hehe!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i do, i would want the same MANAGER again! he rocks. though he looks strict. hehe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;look at the view. awesome ain't it!??? hehe!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;our faces are not clear. but who cares! the background is the most important!! hehe! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SsB16tELmkI/AAAAAAAABYo/RbRCueiyqek/s1600-h/25092009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SsB2VjDEIiI/AAAAAAAABYw/xdVRJyjQT5I/s1600-h/28092009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386435266892538402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SsB2VjDEIiI/AAAAAAAABYw/xdVRJyjQT5I/s320/28092009(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SsB2VxiwgTI/AAAAAAAABY4/Kg0G3N-CLtY/s1600-h/28092009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386435270783566130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SsB2VxiwgTI/AAAAAAAABY4/Kg0G3N-CLtY/s320/28092009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-2092230289244000812?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/2092230289244000812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=2092230289244000812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2092230289244000812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2092230289244000812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-finally-ends-omgg.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SsB2VjDEIiI/AAAAAAAABYw/xdVRJyjQT5I/s72-c/28092009(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-6389782367091857175</id><published>2009-09-22T21:23:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:54:35.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIRTHDAY GIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; madeline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;OUR GROUP PHOTO!! =)))))&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SrjSPA8FfTI/AAAAAAAABYY/tFPEWqyKdl0/s1600-h/IMG_8157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384284509913316658" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SrjSPA8FfTI/AAAAAAAABYY/tFPEWqyKdl0/s400/IMG_8157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SrjU4ImIM6I/AAAAAAAABYg/vwtRrF8h478/s1600-h/IMG_8156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384287415366595490" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SrjU4ImIM6I/AAAAAAAABYg/vwtRrF8h478/s400/IMG_8156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello madeline! i know you will be reading this soon, and here it goes!! lols. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you enjoyed the day with us, though it was just a simple surprise!! =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;keeping this from you was way way way HARDD!!! lols!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways, i enjoyed celebrating your 18th birthday with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-6389782367091857175?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/6389782367091857175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=6389782367091857175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/6389782367091857175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/6389782367091857175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday-girl-madeline-hello-madeline-i.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SrjSPA8FfTI/AAAAAAAABYY/tFPEWqyKdl0/s72-c/IMG_8157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-5563337597227759513</id><published>2009-09-21T10:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T11:08:10.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA&lt;/span&gt; aidil fitri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna wish all my muslim friends SELAMAT HARI RAYA maaf zahir dan batin. well, apologies for anything that i might have done wrong without realising. =)) well, i think you guys should know that i'm not good with this kinda stuff ya. haha! so yeah. enjoy the rest of the raya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;guess there's going to be more visiting today. here's some pictures we got yesterday.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SrbsPk_n-UI/AAAAAAAABXg/r8OPGwRIyHc/s1600-h/SDC13347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383750156940736834" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SrbsPk_n-UI/AAAAAAAABXg/r8OPGwRIyHc/s320/SDC13347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383750171108552050" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SrbsQZxfrXI/AAAAAAAABXo/q0MrE61wBKc/s320/SDC13348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SrbqY8W8A2I/AAAAAAAABXA/OEgc7aqSHck/s1600-h/DSC01098.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SrbsOqyJIFI/AAAAAAAABXQ/moveI2ITEmE/s1600-h/DSC01099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383750141314932818" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SrbsOqyJIFI/AAAAAAAABXQ/moveI2ITEmE/s320/DSC01099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SrbsQpXPUVI/AAAAAAAABXw/LYi-Mr5wwys/s1600-h/SDC13440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383750175293395282" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SrbsQpXPUVI/AAAAAAAABXw/LYi-Mr5wwys/s320/SDC13440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SrbsPA8vmWI/AAAAAAAABXY/qCRwIzt_uXc/s1600-h/DSC01098.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SrbtxdpYOsI/AAAAAAAABX4/1TEMHPT-6to/s1600-h/SDC13434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383751838595562178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SrbtxdpYOsI/AAAAAAAABX4/1TEMHPT-6to/s320/SDC13434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidetracking, work's going to be in 4 days time. truthfully, i'm still worried about it. i seriously hope that everything goes smoothly. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no butter fingers please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-5563337597227759513?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/5563337597227759513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=5563337597227759513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5563337597227759513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5563337597227759513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya-aidil-fitri-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SrbsPk_n-UI/AAAAAAAABXg/r8OPGwRIyHc/s72-c/SDC13347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-8799123516321096160</id><published>2009-09-17T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T01:00:41.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHALET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382110938050265410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SrEZYew7AUI/AAAAAAAABWY/rupgz9qr9TY/s400/7225_132930153562_506318562_2374202_2070376_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;chalet was alright i guess. started off abit slow, but in the end i think it went okay. we didnt take that much pictures cause i totally forgot about that. haha, wasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- catching up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- bowling with peeps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- pillow fights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- drinking water and not allowed to go toilet until someone gives up (in the end, i couldn't take it) haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright. that was the fun part. the not so fun part was when there was no place to sleep. =(( i was totally shagged and all the best spaces were taken, sadly. haha! tried sleeping on the chair, which was super uncomfortable. then tried sleeping on the floor. was shivering like hell, cause it was damn cold larhh. stupid cough and sore throat still didn't wanna go away, so i ended up sitting outside and almost fell asleep there. pfftt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;everytime i sat somewhere, i literally feel like falling asleep. gosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah. i forgot to add. the place was awesome larhh!! haha! so unexpected. so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;clean/big/spacious/comfortable&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! hahah!! nice chalet to be at!!! hahah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AWESOME PEOPLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-8799123516321096160?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/8799123516321096160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=8799123516321096160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8799123516321096160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8799123516321096160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/09/chalet-chalet-was-alright-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SrEZYew7AUI/AAAAAAAABWY/rupgz9qr9TY/s72-c/7225_132930153562_506318562_2374202_2070376_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-7358697377989347539</id><published>2009-09-12T21:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T22:16:58.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TOUCHED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on my way home today, when this song immediately 'caught me' as soon as the radio turned on. i couldn't get the title, but found it on YOUTUBE - &lt;em&gt;thanks YOUTUBE&lt;/em&gt;. hehe. oh yeah. and this song, is awesome? cause there's the combination of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE JONAS BROTHERS/MILEY CYRUS/SELENA GOMEZ/DEMI LOVATO&lt;/strong&gt;. =)) nice song. nice lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain't it great? to achieve something at such young age?? oh yeah. i can tell you that, when i look at this video, im so envious of all of them there. =)) its not anything bad. cause it's just &lt;strong&gt;ENVY&lt;/strong&gt;, not &lt;strong&gt;JEALOUSY&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THIS IS THE SONG - &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;SEND IT ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; 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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;PLEASE BE PATIENT WITH THE VIDEO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-7358697377989347539?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/7358697377989347539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=7358697377989347539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/7358697377989347539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/7358697377989347539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/09/touched-i-was-on-my-way-home-today-when.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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-3785802772214680615.post-1291805474185777710</id><published>2009-09-11T18:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:28:58.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CRAZE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. i've been staying at home for this whole week, cause mum nagged that i've been heading out alot. well, it's true and i'm tired also. =) so this is going to be my 'rest week'. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, staying home for the whole week is definitely a bore! so i've been finishing up my time watching movies and clips from youtube. movies for the week were &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WIZARDS OF WAVERLY PLACE THE MOVIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANOTHER CINDERELLA STORY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. haha! immature?? but they're nice. =)) so what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and lately &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;SELENA GOMEZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has been my latest craze. haha! well, these teenage celebrities are lucky aren't they? she's well, as you can say, ALMOST PERFECT?? i love her hair!!! arrrgghhh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380156147513529170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sqongsitk1I/AAAAAAAABWA/tufkL0-K5FU/s320/TweenStars-SelenaGomez15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yeah. i've just got a call from TCC like 10 minutes ago, informing that i'm posted to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;PAN PACIFIC Hotel&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for my 3 working days!! haha! and &lt;strong&gt;SHERRY&lt;/strong&gt; got the same place too!! cool or what. i hope that all three of us will be working with each other on those dayss!!!! WORK, HERE I COME!!!!!! =)))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-1291805474185777710?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/1291805474185777710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=1291805474185777710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1291805474185777710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/1291805474185777710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/09/craze-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sqongsitk1I/AAAAAAAABWA/tufkL0-K5FU/s72-c/TweenStars-SelenaGomez15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-9180776301206784648</id><published>2009-09-06T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:17:19.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HEADACHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SqO1QYE8a2I/AAAAAAAABVA/Iu1VWbsoxwQ/s200/DSC00824.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378341672956226402" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright. today was supposed to be a five-man show. in the end we were left with only three - &lt;b&gt;ME.JEM.SHERRY&lt;/b&gt;. well, the training was rather alright. but after the overall thing, i still feel unsure and nervy about the whole event. working is fine. it's the holding of the trays with those drinks on it. i didn't know it would feel this nervy. like seriously. sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah. hidd, i was just plain stupid i guess?? haha!! anyway, it really made my day like seriously!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;SMILE.SMILE.SMILE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/3785802772214680615-9180776301206784648?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/9180776301206784648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=9180776301206784648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/9180776301206784648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/9180776301206784648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/09/headache-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SqO1QYE8a2I/AAAAAAAABVA/Iu1VWbsoxwQ/s72-c/DSC00824.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-7072177324853568379</id><published>2009-09-05T16:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T16:39:23.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;GIRLS NIGHT OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SqIgfECY0hI/AAAAAAAABU4/lDgKiV-ezIw/s200/DSC01080.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377896623065584146" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. like officially. after how many MONTHS of not meeting up with each other, we finally did yesterday: &lt;b&gt;ELLA, AINI, EFASHA &amp;amp; HIDDIE!!!&lt;/b&gt;. everyone was so hyped up about the meet up - reason: been so long since everyone met larh!! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;duuuhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought i couldn't make it. but in the end, i decided to just go ahead. stupid stomach. it's been days and its not going away. im sorry girls. didn't mean to spoil the mood yesterday. but i know you girls enjoyed the &lt;b&gt;KARAOKE-ING&lt;/b&gt; thing so much! haha. if only i had the mood to join the singing and laughter. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yar. and that place, it's ubber scary when its night time. as soon as i got out from the place, people were lurking around - kinda scary. with that look, that attitude and the place. just imagine walking there by yourself one day. pffft. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i wonder where most of the pictures and videos are at. &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;PS: i think baking is sorta fun after all!! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785802772214680615-7072177324853568379?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/7072177324853568379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=7072177324853568379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/7072177324853568379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/7072177324853568379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/09/girls-night-out-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SqIgfECY0hI/AAAAAAAABU4/lDgKiV-ezIw/s72-c/DSC01080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-607647735711696729</id><published>2009-09-04T23:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:55:30.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;JOB HUNTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. for the past few days, we've been job hunting for the holidays. went down for interview for &lt;b&gt;TOPSHOP&lt;/b&gt; on yesterday, and &lt;b&gt;TCC&lt;/b&gt; for today. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sudden piercing pain of the stomach has been continuing for the past 3 days. gosh. it's really painful. let me tell you this. everything just seems off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;temperature hit a sudden &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;.3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;yesterday night. and after i got home today, guess what my mum said? it went something like &lt;i&gt;"you faked that you are sick just to avoid fasting then head out till midnight. you've been coming home late for these few days uh. don't too much uh."&lt;/i&gt; blabla. standard nagging from mums.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what really made me angry was that, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I WAS LIKE FREAKING HAVING FEVER YESTERDAY NIGHT,&lt;/span&gt; and she couldn't be bothered to ask how i was. and now, she accuses me for faking sickness? one word - &lt;b&gt;NICE. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's really a blessing to know that i can survive on my own.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;WHATEVER.&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/3785802772214680615-607647735711696729?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/607647735711696729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=607647735711696729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/607647735711696729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/607647735711696729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/09/job-hunting-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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-3785802772214680615.post-8088370919429409579</id><published>2009-09-03T00:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T01:16:00.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sp6mitqvTII/AAAAAAAABUw/AwBPiT54OKE/s320/aShRrY+013.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376918120431570050" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. exams are officially over. and now, i think i need to search for jobs. not desperately looking for one. but if an opportunity comes, why not give it a try. anws, going for &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;TOPSHOP&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;interview at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;VIVO&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow. hmm. at first, i was happy for it, but when i thought about starting work as a sales associate again, omg. it was rather hard to adapt to working lifestyle - to be patient, hardworking and bear with all the nonsense that customers gives you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh god. it's like 12.58am now. im sleepy. yet i don't feel like going to sleep. now that exams are over, i'm not really sure of how im going to spend my holidays - due to the fasting month, moodswings are of no guarantees. sudden fatigue and stomachaches will suddenly appear and disappear again. ggrrrrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another 2 and a half weeks left = 18 days left. =)) &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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yarr!! you see the bear on the left?!! it's finally a "white bear" again!! hehe. if you get what i mean. thank you auntie!! hehe. it smells nice too!!! hehehe.&lt;b&gt; i so love bearie&lt;/b&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;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"to be there when one is feeling lonely. knowing that trust can be placed onto you."&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/3785802772214680615-8088370919429409579?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/8088370919429409579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=8088370919429409579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8088370919429409579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/8088370919429409579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/Sp6mitqvTII/AAAAAAAABUw/AwBPiT54OKE/s72-c/aShRrY+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-6322960001906528098</id><published>2009-08-31T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:35:57.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ONE MORE TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FMA paper was, hmmm, quite manageable than i thought. MR is left, and finally everything will be over. yesssssaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. managed to get a&lt;b&gt; 'BAJU KURUNG'&lt;/b&gt; for this years' raya. =). simple. not too keen in getting another one as i don't really think i will be celebrating raya as much as i did last time.&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;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SpvfMMmp74I/AAAAAAAABUo/4a2QovMOa3k/s320/d.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376135980831600514" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.fazzylah.falizzah.faslinda.fazalisa.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;PS: can we just talk like we used to last time? what actually happened in between? since when did we become like 'total strangers'? could you or anyone tell me? everything is the opposite of what it is suppose to be. i enjoyed talking to you the last time. and im pretty sure it will still be the same now. =)) &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/3785802772214680615-6322960001906528098?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/6322960001906528098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=6322960001906528098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/6322960001906528098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/6322960001906528098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-more-time-fma-paper-was-hmmm-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SpvfMMmp74I/AAAAAAAABUo/4a2QovMOa3k/s72-c/d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-457143762981055610</id><published>2009-08-30T14:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T14:54:41.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SOCCER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;finally caught the full match of MANCHESTER UNITED for this season. =)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;MAN UTD 2 - 1 ARSENAL&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: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;awesome match. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one thing missing though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;CRISTIANO RONALDO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&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="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SpogaFrFI-I/AAAAAAAABUg/0KLQ79kBXMM/s200/Cristiano-Ronaldo-cristiano-ronaldo-726608_1000_1280.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375644737791665122" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah. it feels so much different watching a soccer match without him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GRRRRRR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh yeah, and after 2.10 in the morning, i managed to catch a few minutes of &lt;b&gt;REAL MADRID vs DEPORTIVO&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(or sth2). &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sooo not a fan of SPANISH LEAGUE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RONALDO was there. but it's as though he lacked something. tsk tsk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WASTED.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah. my sis, me, my lil' bro are like addicted to this song titled 'ONE TIME'. yeah. the one that my blog is playing right now. =)) nicee. JUSTIN BIEBER is sucha cutie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FMA.FMA.FMA.FMA.FMA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's sorta like FMA madness now. been trying to get it into my head. it did. but then, it feels as though it didn't. gooshhh. friggin' 3 more days left; before TOTAL FREEDOM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as much as i want to study FMA now, i can't. been trying it out from like 11 in the morning. goshh. and now, i ended up browsing for new songs and blogging my time away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;SLACKER.&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/3785802772214680615-457143762981055610?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/457143762981055610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=457143762981055610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/457143762981055610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/457143762981055610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/08/soccer-finally-caught-full-match-of.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SpogaFrFI-I/AAAAAAAABUg/0KLQ79kBXMM/s72-c/Cristiano-Ronaldo-cristiano-ronaldo-726608_1000_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-5707922651656622283</id><published>2009-08-29T00:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T00:23:59.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;CLOTHES CLOTHES CLOTHES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SpgEOpzjAEI/AAAAAAAABUY/1Gjy5L5QN8g/s200/DSC00707.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375050805053423682" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;darn. headed to vivo in the afternoon. omg. i fell in love with A NUMBER of clothes there!! errrgghhh! beautiful beautiful lovely lovely clothes. grrrrr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope mum keeps her promise to go shopping this sunday. if not huh, ...... i'd rather not talk about it. hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: sometimes, you people just get on my nerves freaking alot. stop with all those 'MISSES' BS can? do not just &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;TALK THE TALK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. but do &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;WALK THE WALK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; too. words are easier said than done. prove it rather than just repeating craps on and on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;PEACE&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/3785802772214680615-5707922651656622283?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/5707922651656622283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=5707922651656622283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5707922651656622283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/5707922651656622283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/08/clothes-clothes-clothes-darn.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SpgEOpzjAEI/AAAAAAAABUY/1Gjy5L5QN8g/s72-c/DSC00707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-2870574876770462181</id><published>2009-08-25T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:41:27.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;UP the movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SpP26a0ri1I/AAAAAAAABT0/qs3fEsDijro/s320/upposter.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373910263876258642" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;movie-ed again with madeline, sherry, xianfeng &amp;amp; jeremy. and as childish as the movie sounds, it was rather hilarious plus cute. =) yeah. it was a nice show anyways. worth the money, i guess. RUSSELL is damn cute!! so round, so short, so talkative!! hehe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah. and my QA paper. well, it was quite alright i guess. my brain did went blank for a moment. stupid flu and cough. nice timing to arrive. blllleeaaahhh!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FMA paper is up next. the challenge of all challenge. errrgghhh.&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/3785802772214680615-2870574876770462181?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/2870574876770462181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=2870574876770462181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2870574876770462181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/2870574876770462181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/08/up-movie-movie-ed-again-with-madeline.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SpP26a0ri1I/AAAAAAAABT0/qs3fEsDijro/s72-c/upposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785802772214680615.post-9186621901655502775</id><published>2009-08-24T15:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T15:36:47.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SpJBbutGV0I/AAAAAAAABTk/fgZrmqIOxQk/s200/flu.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 169px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373429250055886658" /&gt;&lt;/b&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;it's freaking irritating to get sick when all the major exams are just right around the corner. darn it. my nose is like a never ending flow of 'water' tap, fillinh piles and piles of tissues into the rubbish bin. pffft. it's superbly irritating. please. i feel like dying nowwww. &lt;/span&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;on a side note, i guess i was thinking too much into things. =) let's not waste any more time cause the outcome is definitely quite obvious. what more am i asking for? another SAME/DISAPPOINTING 'outcome' to hope for? suck it up please.&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;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SpJCZfEz2eI/AAAAAAAABTs/flJWIq1g89A/s200/Untitled.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 125px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373430311012260322" /&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;and hey you. &lt;b&gt;i told you that you'll get to see your face here today&lt;/b&gt;!! haha!! it's just going to be a one-day 'special'... hehehe. &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/3785802772214680615-9186621901655502775?l=fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/feeds/9186621901655502775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785802772214680615&amp;postID=9186621901655502775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/9186621901655502775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785802772214680615/posts/default/9186621901655502775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazzy-fazz-pearl.blogspot.com/2009/08/sick-i-ts-freaking-irritating-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>**FAZZY **</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954531779345079949</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/_Z2DqGAlnT2k/SpJBbutGV0I/AAAAAAAABTk/fgZrmqIOxQk/s72-c/flu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
