<?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-6003700292893072930</id><updated>2011-12-04T01:30:37.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CrusheDead</title><subtitle type='html'>..............</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-637990990734525439</id><published>2009-06-04T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:40:59.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 MONTHS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I apologise for not updating this blog for 3 whole months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a short summary of what's been going on in my crazy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL: Became single again. Met Kannika and Adib @ KLCC. Adib belanja-ed me Burger King and batteries for my camera. Turned out he had a GF that he never told me about and apparently he had ditched her to go meet me @ KLCC and lepas tu the chick hates me now. Adib bongok. Kesian I.K. Shot 'Mazzie: Emo-ing.' video. Aaaand I can't remember the rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY: My brother has a condo in Petaling Jaya now and I'll be staying there because I'm taking my piano exams here in PJ. But I can't go online that often anymore because the broadband signal here sucks so I can't go on MSN anymore. BOOO.&lt;br /&gt;Met AMIR for the 1st time ever after knowing him for 1 year and 9 months. He freaked out when he saw me, his reaction made me cry, he came to apologise but wore a Kamen Rider mask while he salam-ed me. But had an awesome time talking to him after that and I'm so glad he hugged me. HE FREAKING HUGGED ME. I'M NEVER WASHING MY 7BACHELORS T-SHIRT. -DIES- He's way funny in person. Though very, very shy.. He spoke in such a soft manner it was almost like whispering. I spoke back gently because I was afraid I'd scare him off. Again. Everyone said seeing me and him talking was the sweetest thing. They took pictures of us, too. AWWWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;Started to contemplate wearing high heels. EEEEP.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the VI Carnival and kinda got molested by a 'ghost' in the Haunted House. I'MMA SUE THAT SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNE: Not sure yet.. My parents helped me shoot my new video. EH HARINI BIRTHDAY JOHNNY DEPP. HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOHNNY DEPP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just found out that my dearest cousin Diana has a blog that she never told me about. DAMN YOU, DIANA!! Tak cerita kat Gen pun.. XD I LOVE YOU ANY WAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FREAKING MISS ALL MY FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;THE ONES IN SHAH ALAM, PETALING JAYA, JOHOR, KUALA LUMPUR, KUANTAN, AND ETC. T_T &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's a group of my friends who know my deepest, darkest secret. I know I did the right thing by telling them about it because I trust all of them with my life and I hope they're able to keep the secret.. I love you guys... for-fucking-ever. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-637990990734525439?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/637990990734525439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=637990990734525439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/637990990734525439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/637990990734525439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2009/06/3-months.html' title='3 MONTHS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-4725490626798705959</id><published>2009-03-19T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T00:29:07.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B.I</title><content type='html'>I'm starting a fictional story and I'm collaborating with my friend Haziq..&lt;br /&gt;As they say, two heads are better than one. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haziq came up with the name of the school and I came up with the idea.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budak2 B.I rock!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal text = Mazzie's&lt;br /&gt;Italicized text = Haziq's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional and if there are any similarities to real persons dead or alive, it is completely coincidental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                -BARON INSTITUTION-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, Meor Daim, am a 15 year old school-boy. And I want to tell you all about the crazy shenanigans that take place in my beloved school. There's never a dull moment here in B.I... At first it felt as though I didn't fit in but then I met my now &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;best &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;friends Fahrin Isa and Sharafuddin Jamil. They're like, awesome, man. Well, I'm not &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;in love&lt;/span&gt; with them or anything but, yeah, they're really great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the biggest misconception about all-boys' schools is that we're all gay or homosexual. That is so not freakin' true! Only &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; are. And then there's the odd bisexual here and there. But the rest of us are completely STRAIGHT and loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, some of the kids in my class label me as a nerd. I mean, sheesh! Just because I get better grades than they do doesn't make me a nerd! Man... And then there was this one dude who called me fat but HE was clearly way fatter than I was. Maybe he should weigh himself first before making fun of other people's weight. And not to forget the guy who notoriously borrows pencils from everyone and never returns any of them. We call him 'The Serial Borrower'. But no matter what we call each other, I can assure you, all of us have one thing in common and that's talking about &lt;s&gt;porn/sex/jacking off&lt;/s&gt;. Believe me, we're all so dirty-minded we can make porn stars blush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;color=green&gt;I'm the narrator, the person that tells you what happens in a story. Actually the proper word for it would be that I narrate the stories. Shocking, isn't it? Now, it is not often that a narrator introduces himself but for once I will, I am Jack the omnipotent voice in the sky that will be doing the narration of Baron Institution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We begin by zooming into the stars of the story, Meor Daim and his lovable best friends Fahrin Isa and Shafaruddin Jamil. Now I say lovable only because if I didn't I would be sued but putting that aside, what started as a generic everyday conversation about biology would turn into one of the most exciting topics of the time and end with them doing things that no man should ever do. NEVER EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when Meor was on his way to school and saw a belly dancing troupe headed for a show. Now it seems inane that those kind of people just showed up but believe me, Baron Institution is located in a place where it wouldn't be strange if the prime minister was walking around in a pink tutu. Anyways, the moment Meor saw the troupe his eyes were glued to one of their dancers who was walking around "accidentally" exposing her bosom. While Meor was so fixated looking at it he walked straight into a street lamp and passed out.&lt;/color&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-4725490626798705959?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/4725490626798705959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=4725490626798705959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/4725490626798705959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/4725490626798705959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2009/03/bi.html' title='B.I'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-3069239877733977104</id><published>2009-03-18T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T10:44:08.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MANGKUK LAH</title><content type='html'>Hey it's been like 76 months since I last updated!!! NOT. XD&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I was having a wicked time chatting to my dearest Fatin and suddenly I had the urge to google a certain 'Megat Danial'... Then I accidentally found his old blog. XD&lt;br /&gt;I read everything... And I was like 'O_O' and then 'T_T' and then 'XD!!' and then '=_=' and the '&gt;.&lt;' and then '._.'..&lt;br /&gt;Phew.. Mangkuk gile..&lt;br /&gt;I feel weird right now.. It's like I was trespassing.... And uhm.. Yeah, Danny, you're recycled now!!! XDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Now I wanna do a bit of perli-ing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey this is m3 aka Megat Danial aka MD or watever u wanna call me as long as its not insulting... wanna noe about me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm yea i play a lot of games...&lt;br /&gt;hmm yea i play a lot of games...&lt;br /&gt;hmm yea i play a lot of games...&lt;br /&gt;hmm yea i play a lot of games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why r u still reading huh? got no life is it? LOL kidding folks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARHAR.. jangan marah.. XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, right now I'm gonna play Perfect by Simple Plan on my guitar...&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..sooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-3069239877733977104?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/3069239877733977104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=3069239877733977104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/3069239877733977104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/3069239877733977104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2009/03/mangkuk-lah.html' title='MANGKUK LAH'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-1631193349502160340</id><published>2009-02-14T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T18:43:19.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="160"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hGpYEV714sU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hGpYEV714sU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="160"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak aci! Bilik die ade air-cond! HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-1631193349502160340?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/1631193349502160340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=1631193349502160340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/1631193349502160340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/1631193349502160340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2009/02/tak-aci-bilik-die-ade-air-cond-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-1135582738415738308</id><published>2009-01-30T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T19:30:46.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWZSEXDRVGYBHUNJIMKOL</title><content type='html'>I'm thoroughly confused and dumbfounded by what's been going on in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I have little that I regret.. but..... Doing it was a bad decision. NO, I DID NOT GET SCREWED. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know what came over me.. I refused to do it but... I got forced into it. =_=&lt;br /&gt;But (yes, another 'but'.) everything that has happened or that WILL happen lied and lies in God's hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( . )( . )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-1135582738415738308?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/1135582738415738308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=1135582738415738308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/1135582738415738308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/1135582738415738308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2009/01/awzsexdrvgybhunjimkol.html' title='AWZSEXDRVGYBHUNJIMKOL'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-7804919410226787332</id><published>2009-01-29T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:56:07.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SRDGFHJB</title><content type='html'>Waaah. Haven't posted in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes %#@@* gets on my nerves. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;And #@^@^ gets on my nerves, too!!! YOU FREAKIN' BITCH, I HATE YOU!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could strangle you!!! I wish someone would r@pe you!!! THAT'S HOW MAD I AM.&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-7804919410226787332?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/7804919410226787332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=7804919410226787332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/7804919410226787332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/7804919410226787332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2009/01/srdgfhjb.html' title='SRDGFHJB'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-6111158303739730841</id><published>2009-01-02T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T05:50:56.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YEAR'S EVE.</title><content type='html'>I'm just so lazy in 2009... LOL&lt;div&gt;I don't want to type out every single detail because I know I'll remember everything for the rest of my bloody life... XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... I'll just write out the summary of what I did on new year's eve and all, just for kicks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents, brother, and I arrived at CapsSquare Mall at around 6:40pm and we left our dad at Starbucks while my mum, my brother, and I went to look for a pair of shoes for me since I didn't have a pair to wear along with my dress (ceh). Mind you, it's just an excuse to get new shoes. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So while I was shoe-shopping Danny called me and said he was already in CapSquare mall and asked me where I was. This was around 7:00pm.  As soon as I got back from 'shoe-shopping' I went back to CapSquare and saw Danny in front of StarBucks. He went to say hi to my parents and then my brother, Danny, and I went to eat. Danny didn't want to eat so he just drank Milo Si Ping. He's such a copy-cat; I ordered Milo Si Ping first, then he followed suit. We had onion rings and the rings were big enough to be made into bangles. I wore one, and ate it. XD&lt;br /&gt;And then I poured the tomato ketchup but I wasn't paying attention and I accidentally poured too much. TOOOO MUCH. Like almost half the bottle. Okay maybe a quarter. HAHA...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we lepak-ed and then my mom followed me when I went to the toilet to go change into my dress. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Danny said I looked 'lawa' and he made me blush. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked all around the CapSquare area, and took pictures, too... I don't exactly know why but I couldn't hear properly that night. It must've been due to the loud music. My brother was so pissed off at me for not being able to hear what he was saying (e.g student pass became poodle pass and mistletoe became mee soto). Danny didn't talk that much but he giggled a bit sometimes. I showed him my Blue's Clues wallet that had his business card in it and he said his sister had a SpongeBob wallet and I said 'jealous!' then he said 'tak' but what I meant was that I was jealous of his sister's SpongeBob wallet.. apa yang dia cakap 'tak' nya.. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to buy batteries for my digital camera at the supermarket in CapSquare called 'Olives'.. We looked for batteries all over the supermarket but it turns out batteries were kept at the main counter. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At around 9:00pm we went to Modesto's where my brother left me and Danny with my parents while he went to check out the UrbanEthique bar.. While walking to Modesto's I pinched Danny on the arm really hard and he went 'OW!!' and I apologized profusely and told him I didn't know what came over me. Seriously, it was very spontaneous. O_O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Danny and I sat at the 42Below barstools and ordered 2 Cokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents sat at a table near to where we were sitting. Ceh. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One coke cost rm15 at the bar. =_= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Danny coyly tried to get a glimpse of the receipt while he bent down to sip Coke using a straw then he exclaimed 'Bapak ah..'... LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then said that rm30 could buy us 10 1.5 litre bottles of Coke at a supermarket. =_=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a good time talking to him while we were there. We discussed many topics and some were utterly random. HAHA. I then rubbed ice on the area where I pinched him because I felt guilty. It was really red. Sorry, Danny!! T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kept dropping stuff from my slingbag and onto the floor and I kept forcing him to bend down and get them for me and forcing him to open doors for me. LOL. Well, he IS my slave, after all. XD (Sorry, Danny) ahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Danny told me earlier that he had to go back at 12:30am and by LRT. I told this to my parents but my dad felt sorry for Danny or something and he said it was okay if we sent him home instead. I told this to Danny and he said 'Oh, in that case...' and took out money from his sock and kept it back in his wallet. Ahaha. Oh yeah and I have no clue why, but my dad really likes Danny. Haha which is good.. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So he and I lepak-ed at the 42Below bar for about an hour, lepak-ed some more, Danny ate chicken, Danny went to the toilet, and Danny was cold. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then my dad escorted me and Danny to StarBucks to where my brother was and then after my dad left we walked to the UrbanEthique bar... We had to write down our names and email addresses before we could enter UrbanEthique and when it was danny's turn I kept looking over his shoulder to see his handwriting. Masalah. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then sat at the outside area of UrbanEthique, which was pretty close to the stage of the street party next to it. My brother's friend Kak Diana and her boyfriend were there with us, too... Then Danny and I did this ' O_O ' to each other a lot and went 'OLIOLIOOO. OLIOOOO~' (thanks to Amir). &lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kak Diana ordered Coke for all of us. Rm20 for 1 bottle this time. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Danny and I were high on Coke the whole night. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The DJ in UrbanEthique played techno, raggae, and pebenda punya genre of music semua, but the bands that were performing outside on the street party stage were playing heavy metal throughout the night. I head-banged along with Danny at one point. It was a whole lot of fun. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was this chick who worked at UrbanEthique and she carried a tray of tea-coloured alcoholic drinks in small glasses that had brims that were frosted with sugar (I think it was vodka or something) and she kept offering the drinks to us at our table but everyone refused though danny looked like he wanted one. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The chick came round to offer the drinks to us twice but both times we refused and Danny STILL looked like he wanted one. Ahaha. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And mamat Danny tu sebok nak perform je... Ish ish ish... But instead of that we did something else. *COUGH*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked my brother if Danny and I could go and watch the street party's concert which was across the UrbanEthique bar for awhile and he said yes. I walked with Danny and we sat down on the pavement together and sort of cuddled a bit. Not that much ah, but the couple in front of us were snogging each other like mad and Danny and I talked about them for a bit before walking back to UrbanEthique because I told Danny I had to pee so we had to have permission from my brother on whether Danny could teman me to the toilet or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyhow, after that Danny teman-ed me when I had to go to the toilet in the CapSquare mall which was a short distance from the UrbanEthique bar. We saw some Indian teens who were taking pictures on the escalator that wasn't switched on because escalators in malls are switched off by the time it was 11:45pm. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was inspired to do the same so Danny and I walked back to where my brother was and grabbed my digital camera and went back to the escalators to take pictures. We took advantage of the time we had alone and watched the view from the dark balcony of the mall's 1st floor. *COUGH* We held hands and walked back to UrbanEthique and quickly let go of each other's hand right before my brother could see us. LOL. We sat at our seats again and held hands under the table. Then I exclaimed that I was bored and suggested that we go to the street party area instead to see what was going on with the concert but as soon as we got there everyone was screaming 'HAPPY NEW YEAR 2009!!!!' and stuff. There wasn't even a countdown!!! No '10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Happy New Year!!!!' at all!! Sheesh. So I went hyper after that. If you don't know what I'm like when I'm hyper, just go ask some of my friends. Only the few who've witnessed my hyperactivity in action before. HEHEHE. I saw a Chinese lesbian couple making out with each other. Then I told danny about it. He saw them too. HEHE. I then asked my brother to take a picture of me and Danny. The first ever picture of 2009. It was taken at 00:01!! I was so hyper and I was screaming 'wooo!!!' for no apparent reason. Then there were fireworks and all. I'm really glad Danny was with me. I took pictures and a short video too... I asked my brother to take a picture of me strangling Danny with my jacket on the street across the stage... I had so much fun..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then at around 12:24am we all walked back to the car... I took a picture of my parents at a christmas tree before we resumed walking to the car... Just as we got into the van I suddenly felt real tired.. CapSquare is quite far away from where Danny lived so it took awhile to get there. We saw a lot of things while in the van... We saw a lot of people on the streets near KLCC and Avenue K and they were all acting so weird and drunk and high and all... But it was fun watching them... Hahaha... There were a lot of guys who sold mini blinking flashlights in the middle of the streets and Danny pointed out that they all had the same bags and I said maybe they had the same distributor... And my parents were talking about how it would've been for Danny if he had to take the LRT... My parents were going on about how unsafe it was..what with all the drunken or high people who'd start fist-fights for no apparent reason and such.. 'Dia pulak budak kecik je', said my mom. And then I pointed at Danny and said 'Budak keciiik!!!' and laughed at him... Hahaha.. Then Danny mentioned something about knowing Taekwondo..so he could defend himself if anything happened. Riiiiiiight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom then told Danny to give my dad instructions on how to get to his house....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mostly it was like 'uhh, terus je... uhh belok kiri.. lepas traffic light ni belok kanan lepas tu kiri balik...lepas tu terus je.. ah terus je.. belok kiri... k terus je... belok kiri... k uhm yang ada Myvii kat depan tu.. k daah sampaaaaai.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahahaha... XD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He then salam-ed my parents and thanked them a lot... And then he salam-ed me but when I tunduk-ed, he tunduk-ed as well so we bumped our heads together..macam collide je.. Patutnya I je lah yang tunduk because he's the one yang older than I am... Tu lah Danny, dah terhantuk kepala masa tu... Ish ish ish... XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before he went through the gate of his house he waved to us and then went in. So he was home by the time it was 01:21am. My parents and I then went back to CapSquare to fetch my brother.. Oh didn't I mention that my brother didn't follow us when we sent Danny home? Ahaha now I have. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I got a text message from Danny.. He said he was happy gile tadi and that 'this is the best new year ever! Thank you so much.. T.T'..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aww, Danny... Thank YOU so much, too; for wanting to spend new year's eve with me... =] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a blast... *BOOM*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll never forget that day/night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;current=n1201789819_282353_5900.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/n1201789819_282353_5900.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG IT TOOK ME 4 FCUKING HOURS TO WRITE ALL THIS AHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now my legs are cramped T_T&lt;br /&gt;Tadi I kata nak tulis summary je... Ni bukan summary!!! This is practically EVERYTHING I did mase hari tu... ALMOST everything. XP&lt;br /&gt;You guys lah, asyik complain yang I lama tak update, so all I can say is 'NAH, AMBIK ENGKAU!!!!' Knock yourselves out while reading this!!!!! XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOOT!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY 2009 TO ALL MY FRIENDS!!!! I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phew.... I won't be blogging anymore any time soon.... The next blogpost will be about my birthday kot. XP&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I wonder how the 2009 version of Mazzie will be like... LOL...&lt;br /&gt;OMG I DON'T WANNA BE FIFTEEN!!! I HAVEN'T HAD ENOUGH OF BEING FOURTEEN YET!!!!!! T________T *drama tak tentu fasal*&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll be a better person/daughter/friend/cousin/girlfriend/husband this year. ^^''&lt;br /&gt;Oh I forgot to mention my new year's resolution!!! &lt;br /&gt;Ask me what it is!!! Danny already knows. XD&lt;br /&gt;And I know Danny's.. XD&lt;br /&gt;Ask me what HIS is as well!!! Ahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;OMG I LOVE 2009 [SO FAR]!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;XD!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TILL THEN!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Mazlinna/Mazzie/Maji/Gen.&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/6003700292893072930-6111158303739730841?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/6111158303739730841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=6111158303739730841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/6111158303739730841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/6111158303739730841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-eve.html' title='NEW YEAR&apos;S EVE.'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-6998131007608266125</id><published>2008-12-19T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T06:58:09.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GYAHAHAHAHHA</title><content type='html'>HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY&lt;div&gt;I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'VE BEEN SORTA BUSYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WITH STUFFFFFFFFFFFFF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND I'VE BECOME REALLY LAZYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEHEHEHEHE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&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;O_O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-6998131007608266125?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/6998131007608266125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=6998131007608266125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/6998131007608266125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/6998131007608266125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/12/gyahahahahha.html' title='GYAHAHAHAHHA'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-7003914702860177106</id><published>2008-11-26T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T01:14:37.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bf Hacked My Blog *not really*</title><content type='html'>Uhh.. Hey this is Mazzie's bf.. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked me to update her blog for her because she can't really go online anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only for awhile.. She's in KL by the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me to tell Yasmine that she's sorry she couldn't do what she was tagged to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to tell Naomi,Yasmine,Fatin and Iman that she misses them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says she trusts me enough to let me update my blog(awww XD) and she knows I wouldn't sabotage her page like she did with my Youtube account *Padahal x sabatoge pun my account*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. Soo.. YEAHH.. That's it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;M3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-7003914702860177106?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/7003914702860177106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=7003914702860177106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/7003914702860177106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/7003914702860177106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-bf-hacked-my-blog-not-really.html' title='My Bf Hacked My Blog *not really*'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-1497922247840107946</id><published>2008-11-14T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T12:15:30.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>Woke up early to go fetch Diana at the bus station in Pekeliling.&lt;br /&gt;She arrived from Kuantan at around 11.30am.&lt;br /&gt;Went to KLCC to lepak to wait till it was 2.30pm, to wait for Megat as he arrived from the LRT station.&lt;br /&gt;Diana and I went to the toilet (tu pon nak cakap jugak ke?) but the line was so long that we decided to go back and enter TopShop. When we got there, we saw nice [and expensive] tartan printed miniskirts, jeans, and shorts, and then we saw Megat. Yeah, he looked nice. And clean. And the strap of his slingbag tore off. Kesian. Aha.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the parking lot, got into the car, and made our way to Zahir's house.&lt;br /&gt;I was absolutely awkward around Megat for the first few minutes. And then I warmed up a bit and started kicking, pinching, and punching him (Wow, I'm so violent). Then we held hands (Gee, that was quick). In the car. Aha.&lt;br /&gt;Had to stop at Petronas because I forgot to buy batteries for my digital camera. Bought chewing gum for some reason. Arrived at Zahir's house and gave him the DVD I had burned for him and one for Diana, Megat, and Amirul, too. We watched the DVD and shared a few laughs while digging in to chicken nuggets and cocktail weenies dipped in some home-made sauce and chugging down &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;air sirap&lt;/span&gt;. While I was looking for the chewing gum I'd bought earlier in my bag, I accidentally pricked my finger on a pin from a button that used to be on my bag. And Megat could relate to how I was feeling when I told him what had happened and he winced as he saw the blood come out of the tiny wound from my finger. Surprisingly, there was quite a lot of blood coming out of such a small wound. Aha.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of us in Zahir's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MSLG969-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/MSLG969-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then decided to go to the Great Eastern Mall so we waited for Zahir to change his clothes. In the car, I sat at the very back and my face had already started to show the symptoms of my allergy to chicken. As soon as I started sweating, my face started to feel tight and unbearingly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pedih&lt;/span&gt; that I was &lt;s&gt;complaining&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whining&lt;/span&gt; a lot about it. It started to feel worse and I couldn't stand and somehow my hand found Megat's hand so &lt;s&gt;I held on to&lt;/s&gt; almost crushed his fingers when I gripped his hand as I had to wait for the pain to subside. Thank, baby. AHA.&lt;br /&gt;Once we were in the parking lot, I saw a Daimler-Chrysler Smart Car fortwo. Zahir gave Diana quite a shock when he deliberately surprised her as he hid behind the door and jumped out of nowhere before we got into the elevator. And then he quickly apologized to Diana and said he was targeting to scare ME, and not HER. Aha! Please, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; surprises, because I'm somewhat faint-hearted. My face felt better than it did in the car, because of the air-conditioning in the mall. We then went to MPH Bookstore where we all lepak-ed for awhile. And Megat Danial, I wish one day we'd get to read a book together there; just like Naomi and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; Megat do. Hahaha. And THAT'S another story! What a bloody coincidence. Two Megats are more than enough lah. Aha...&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow.. Here's a picture of him and I in MPH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MSLG973-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/MSLG973-1-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I know there are Children Books behind us.. That doesn't mean we were reading kids' books! The benches were in that area.. Aha..&lt;br /&gt;And here's a picture of Diana that I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MSLG975.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/MSLG975.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of this picture for some reason. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So after we got out of MPH we went to Toy City.. And Megat said stuff like '"RM169 untuk ni je?? Baik beli baju"' often.. Aha, yay, my bf enjoys shopping for clothes. Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;After that we made our way to the lower floor to go to the pet shop.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the picture of us on the escalator (Credits to Diana) going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MSLG979.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/MSLG979.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehehe. Megat and I teased one another quite a lot during the short time that we got to spend with each other.. But that one time he called me 'gedik' so I was miffed for a minute, he was apologizing and saying he was kidding and junk, then everything was okay again. Eheh. I made fun of him often, then he'd gently slap me or something like that... Aha.. I'm sorry, I really enjoy teasing you.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I tease you as much as I love you..&lt;/span&gt; WTF. AHA. Sappy. =_=&lt;br /&gt;But when you tease ME, you go overboard.. Like when you pointed to some shampoo for dogs at the pet store and told me I should use that for MY hair... Jeez. Then we saw some really cute puppies and cats and hamsters and what not. o_o&lt;br /&gt;We then proceeded to go back to the car. This time Megat sat at the very back with me in the van. Since I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak puas hati&lt;/span&gt; ever since the last time I arm wrestled with Megat, he and I did it again. I really did put up a fight, he said I was quite &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kuat&lt;/span&gt;, but in the end he still won. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cis&lt;/span&gt;. But still, now I'm satisfied. My arm hurt after that so Megat massaged it for awhile. It felt good. Ahaha. After awhile he asked me '"Sakit lagi ke?"', then I said '"Tak sakit sangat dah, but saja nak bully you"', then he stopped massaging. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;We dropped off Zahir somewhere he wanted to go, then Megat and I transfered from the seats at the back to the seat in the middle of the van.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MSLG985.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/MSLG985.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MSLG981-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/MSLG981-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had to send Megat back to his house. My brother followed the directions according to Megat, and then awhile later it was already time to say goodbye. T.T&lt;br /&gt;We all said bye to him, I gave him a quick [and harmless] peck on the cheek, and then that was it.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU....!! Ahahaha. o_o&lt;br /&gt;After we had sent him home, Diana, my brother, and I went to pick up my parents in KLCC.&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture while in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MSLG989.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/MSLG989.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then we all went back to the house, ate dinner, and changed our clothes.&lt;br /&gt;I planned to watch the DVD 'Across the Universe' with Diana in the room she and I are staying in and using my brother's laptop, but she fell asleep at 9pm, and here I am, writing this blog till 3.45am.... =_=&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's pretty much it, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mazzie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-1497922247840107946?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/1497922247840107946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=1497922247840107946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/1497922247840107946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/1497922247840107946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/11/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-1468030602450210045</id><published>2008-11-11T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T06:50:46.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAh</title><content type='html'>So........ It's been quite a long time since I last updated my blog.. I'm sorry but I've been getting lazier and lazier. HAHA. XD&lt;br /&gt;And have you heard?&lt;br /&gt;I have a new boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;He's really different [in a good AND bad way] compared to my last boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;The only things they both have in common is that they both have very fair skin and really nice hands. And they're taller than I am. XD&lt;br /&gt;You know what, is it okay to have 2 boyfriends? I mean, one for when I'm in KL, and one for when I'm in Kuantan. So yeah, something like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lelaki simpanan&lt;/span&gt;, right? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;And then I'll get one who lives in Port Dickson pulak, and then one for when I'm in Penang pulak, and so on..... HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;And my M3ffin, if you're reading this, don't be mad because I'm just kidding [I think].&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;And M3ffin, you are such a horny bastard compared to the very timid RF.&lt;br /&gt;I hate that you talk dirtily most of the time as much as I hated the fact that RF didn't really say much in general.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess the 'Perfect Boyfriend' doesn't exist. I'M KIDDING LAH.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's perfect...&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I went to CineLeisure with my family to watch Quantum of Solace today.&lt;br /&gt;After the movie ended, as I got up from my seat, I tripped on the steps in the cinema and twisted my ankle pretty badly. It's a good thing my mother managed to get hold of my arm before I could fall any further or else I'd have tumbled all the way down. It felt so excruciatingly painful that I had no time to think about how embarrassed I was. HAHAHA. So now, a few hours later, my ankle is all swollen and it still hurts so much. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[IF I WERE TO APPEAR ON A TV SHOW LIKE 'MOMENT OF TRUTH', AND ONE OF THE QUESTIONS WAS 'ARE YOU STILL IN LOVE WITH YOUR EX?', I WOULD BE LYING IF I ANSWERED 'NO'. IS THAT SUBTLE ENOUGH FOR YOU??]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I have nothing to add except for a message to M3ffin: REMIND ME TO &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BELASAH&lt;/span&gt; YOU THE NEXT TIME WE MEET UP. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and ask me what my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;secret&lt;/span&gt; is!! Go ahead, it's somewhat weird. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bid you adieu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mazzie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-1468030602450210045?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/1468030602450210045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=1468030602450210045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/1468030602450210045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/1468030602450210045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/11/ggaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.html' title='GGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAh'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-4969651004162548207</id><published>2008-10-29T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T01:32:11.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fdsdfsfsf</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/2037476"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/2037476/2.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;TAKE IT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;- Mazzie&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/6003700292893072930-4969651004162548207?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/4969651004162548207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=4969651004162548207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/4969651004162548207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/4969651004162548207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/10/fdsdfsfsf.html' title='fdsdfsfsf'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-9074508064610456801</id><published>2008-10-25T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T06:57:16.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>desdzfsdsxg nhbgvcfs</title><content type='html'>Okay....&lt;br /&gt;My 13 year old niece, Farzana, and her sister Fatinah, came over to my house today, to teach me how to ride a bike. (I don't own any bikes, they came over on bikes, since their grandmother's house, a.k.a my auntie's house, is just 23 houses away from my house.)&lt;br /&gt;Farzana hasn't been back in Kuantan ever since Hari raya Haji of last year (She lives in Shah Alam. XD). Oh how I've missed her. XD&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, while we three were minding our own business in the compound of my house (on the grass, on the bike), I saw the-guy-who-looks-like-Amir a.k.a Hazim pass by on his motorcycle many times. He smiled at me. I smiled back. He was accompanied by another [underaged] motorcyclist and his friend, who were both taunting me (e.g 'haaaah lame-o (siot), my 4 year old sister can ride a bike(adik aku yang umur 4 pun boleh naik basikal), haaaaaahaaa, ooooi').&lt;br /&gt;They shouted at me while they passed by my house on their motorcycle. I felt so enraged. I almost cried a bit. But I didn't. I just stood there and pretended not to hear. And they passed by again after that, but that time I stared them down with my 'death-glare'. Seriously. And they didn't dare say anything anymore. I'm not lying. But mind you, Hazim was quiet; he didn't taunt me or anything. Yay Hazim. &lt;3. LOL&lt;br /&gt;So anyhow, since I haven't contacted Farzana for a quite some time, I told her everything that has happened to me during the past few months; for example: Meeting Faiz and Fawwaz (She only knows about 7Bachelors &amp;amp; Chikupak Inc.), my having a boyfriend who is currently DAMN QUIET for some apparent reason, and bla bla...)&lt;br /&gt;Her advice was somewhat like Amir's..&lt;br /&gt;"'Relax lah Gen, relax je.... Jangan lah cepat sangat suspicious atau naik angin....K, Gen kena relax je....."' said she.&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Yeah, she's right, Gen needs to relax.&lt;br /&gt;She was great... She was very patient with me, and she encouraged me a lot [when she was teaching me to ride a bike]... But I still can't ride a bike. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and before that she had said "'Ala, Gen tak payah risau lah, ada budak yang umur 12 pon tak boleh naik basikal...eh, gen 14 kan...? Eh, sorry sorry.... heheh."'&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. I love her. Capricorn &amp;amp; Aquarius peeps get along well. XD&lt;br /&gt;One last thing. RF, STOP BEING M.I.A [missing in action]!!! YOU were supposed to be the one who should've taught me to ride, remember????? WE MADE A DEAL!!!! I'd teach you the guitar, and you'd teach me to ride a bike...but then you said "'Oh orang takut orang tak ingat dah macam mana nak naik basikal, sebab asyik naik moto je. hekhek :P'...!!!! BUT GO TO HELL, MITCH!!!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's not leave this blog angry, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mazzie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-9074508064610456801?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/9074508064610456801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=9074508064610456801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/9074508064610456801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/9074508064610456801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/10/desdzfsdsxg-nhbgvcfs.html' title='desdzfsdsxg nhbgvcfs'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-4459760569458746477</id><published>2008-10-24T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:25:34.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fgdgdff</title><content type='html'>Megat Danial, you're a good 'scan-dull'. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="150" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iwUjo57QSk0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iwUjo57QSk0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="150" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a darn talented beatboxer....but I hate his accent. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's coming to Kuantan to visit ME on Thursday! Chyea!&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mazzie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-4459760569458746477?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/4459760569458746477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=4459760569458746477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/4459760569458746477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/4459760569458746477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/10/fgdgdff.html' title='fgdgdff'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-2623913940318682955</id><published>2008-10-22T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T07:23:04.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haa</title><content type='html'>I feel...SO MUCH better... NO, RF has not contacted me &lt;s&gt;yet&lt;/s&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I feel so happy because I got to chat with Amir.. The last time I got to chat with him was the 13th of June. Yes, the same day I met RF... Ironic, eh...? =.=&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow...&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;'Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;ever since 1st kenal you kan I've kinda been like your stalker.. &gt;&lt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;that's what I was talking about&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;tadi&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;mane ada&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;adaa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;tanya Fawwaz &gt;&lt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;FAWWAZ TU KENTUT!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;jangan caya apa apa dia kata... dia tu selalu picit tetek saya T.T&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;he does? o_o&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;yea&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;sakit'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt; No wonder I used to (and still do) crush on him!! He's damn funny. LOL Fawwaz picit tetek dia. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaaaaays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;you know,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;day I last chatted ngan you kan, was 13th June kan, and that was the day I met Arif -.-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;oowh i see&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;you were destined to be with him XD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;huh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;Amir, I need your point of view.. leh tak?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;T_T&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;ok&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;Haritu masa 1st day Raya, Arif datang my house and stuff...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;ok&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;and then lepas tu, 2 minggu kena kasi dia Study for PMR&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;so x contact him at all&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;oowh&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;and ni dah abis PMR, dia x contact langsung T_T&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;sekarang dah habis apa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;oowh&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;contact la dia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;do you think he's forgotten about me???&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;T_T&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;dah try call dia?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;well... takde credit T_T&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;oowh lol&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;but selalunya he'd contact me first T_T&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;I risau takut.. he has another gf T_T&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;call la dia pulak... tanya macamana PMR&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;kalau dia baik takkan ada gf baru..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;tapi kalau dia tak baik, awak takkan suka dia kan?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;you're right..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;I takut contact dia.. coz he's usually busy.. he works, you know.. ni dh abis pmr, agaknye work lagi bnyk&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;oowh kesian&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;Riyal lagi siut, he said maybe Arif's working to save money to buy me stuff xD &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;But I don't think so&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;T_T&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;dia takde msn?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;he doesn't even have an email.. no fs, no ms.. T_T&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;haha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;just wait for his call :D &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;so what do you think? die busy ke agaknya?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;wait..? you're right..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;oowh now I know why your display pic is like that....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;haha mesti sebab tengah emo dia tak call XD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;maybe dia pun habis credit kut XD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;yelah, but habis credit, call sape eh?? other gf?? T_T!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;LOL. =.=&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;maybe dia macam saya kut... boleh guna RM10 je so sebelum PMR call awak so dah habis&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;LOL but you're postpaid kaaan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;yea&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;dia prepaid... T_T&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;oowh...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;I cried 3 times... on different days.. &gt;&lt;'''&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;haha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;oops sry thats not funny... &gt;.&lt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;umm...kesian...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;color:gray;"   &gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;HAHA&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;it's okay..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;gah.. when I met him tu, it was at a wedding... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;pastu? dia tegur awak?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;and he looked so cute T_T so I pikat dia XD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;nono, halfway dia nak gi anta the plates, I tegur dia XD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;oowhh...i see...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;so you went like "Can I have your number Handsome~"? XD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;AMIRRR HAHA NOOO&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;oowh patut la saya tak dapat phone numbers bila guna line tu... XD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;jk jk..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;cacat kan &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;what do you mean?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;mesti orang takut bila tnya can tu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;nothing...saya teberangan jap...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;haha hehe x paham tapi bwat2 cam paham ^^&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Amir says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;just forget what i said ok... T.T&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;saya termimpi cakap cam tu kat orang lepas tu dia lari...pastu tertulis kat sini pulak...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;....NOTHING!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Papyrus;color:gray;"  &gt;BYE BYE!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Maze says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;u like...guys?! o_O&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;ala jgn la 'bye'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;T_T&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:gray;"  &gt;x puas chat ngan you T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;___________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;And then Amir went offline.. But I really, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed that conversation..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;'just wait for his call :D', says Amir... Huh. I think he's the only one I actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;listen&lt;/span&gt; to. XD&lt;/p&gt;   'tapi kalau dia tak baik, awak takkan suka dia kan?', he says. Hmmm, he's right. And wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 17.6pt; text-indent: -9pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;THANK YOU, AMIRUDEEN AKHYAR (and I hope you don't read all this), YOU REALLY MADE MY DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mazzie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-2623913940318682955?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/2623913940318682955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=2623913940318682955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/2623913940318682955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/2623913940318682955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/10/haa.html' title='haa'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-8864883456573249814</id><published>2008-10-21T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T06:00:22.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gdfgdfgdfgdf</title><content type='html'>Hey, try singing this.&lt;br /&gt;Here's my parody of the chorus of the song 'Fall for You' by Secondhand Serenade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;~ Because tonight will be the night that I will murder you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;   With my bare hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;   Don't make me make you die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;   Or you won't live to see another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;   I swear it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;   Because a guy like you should never make me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;         Should never make me cry~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;**** YOU BLOODY FOOL!!!!!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mazzie&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/6003700292893072930-8864883456573249814?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/8864883456573249814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=8864883456573249814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/8864883456573249814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/8864883456573249814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/10/gdfgdfgdfgdf.html' title='gdfgdfgdfgdf'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-2207010302372557524</id><published>2008-10-19T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:30:25.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NGEEEEEEEE</title><content type='html'>I have uploaded a new video.&lt;br /&gt;It's to express how I'm feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7N92Fmh6_6U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7N92Fmh6_6U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***** you dingbat!&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;Watch, rate and comment!!! I LOVE YOU!!! THANKS XD&lt;br /&gt;Shot the video in an hour... I got up and straight away made a video... I didn't even wash my face, I had no make-up on, and I hadn't even brushed my teeth. XD&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RF, YOU MOTHERF***ING FOOL. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-2207010302372557524?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/2207010302372557524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=2207010302372557524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/2207010302372557524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/2207010302372557524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/10/ngeeeeeeee.html' title='NGEEEEEEEE'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-5429826012523472970</id><published>2008-10-17T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T04:13:18.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="120" width="160"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nDvBz8BlVg4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nDvBz8BlVg4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="120" width="160"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the proud 'YouTube Addict' that I proudly am, I randomly watch random videos at random and surprisingly found this one [which I somehow find hilarious even though it actually isn't quite so]!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.... I've been feeling unnaturally lazy lately. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because I've been busy thinking of A***. Oh and fantasizing about Ap***** and A*** participating in &lt;s&gt;homo-erotic hoopla&lt;/s&gt; together. THANK YOU, MY LOVELY FATIN. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;~ Every little thing that you say or do, I'm hung up, I'm hung up on you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waiting for your call baby night and day I'm fed up, I'm tired of waiting for you~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A***!!!!!!!!!!!!! Contact me, or DIE!!!!! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I read Naomi's latest post... and wow! I got confused. XD&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I LOVE ALL MY FRIENDS.. AND SINCE I DON'T HAVE MANY, WELL, I DON'T HAVE MANY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mazzie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-5429826012523472970?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/5429826012523472970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=5429826012523472970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/5429826012523472970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/5429826012523472970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/10/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-8464104854625612152</id><published>2008-10-15T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T04:21:50.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>omgmgmgg</title><content type='html'>I miss Hafizol (the guy who was in the video in my 3rd last post). I miss Hazim (the-guy-who-looks-like-Amir-whom-I-stalk). I miss Arif (the friend who is a boy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But HEY who cares about dumb BOYS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are pictures of my cats Annie and Twinkles!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Gile144.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/Gile144.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;ANNIE (9 years old, ftw)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Gile145.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/Gile145.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;TWINKLES (5 years old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Gile146.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/Gile146.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ripped jeans and my knee&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, if Annie was a person, Annie would look like Catherine Zeta-Jones. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.... I don't know what I'm feeling right now... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mazzie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-8464104854625612152?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/8464104854625612152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=8464104854625612152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/8464104854625612152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/8464104854625612152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/10/omgmgmgg.html' title='omgmgmgg'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-4003036710447025821</id><published>2008-10-14T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T03:47:02.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>omgomgomg</title><content type='html'>A lot of awesome things have happened lately but I'm just too darn lazy to write all of it. XD&lt;br /&gt;Today I used a mechanical pencil and wrote a 371 word long essay about when I k***** A****. LOLOL&lt;br /&gt;And then I drew and took pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=HEHEHEHEHE2-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/HEHEHEHEHE2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, EEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;(I'm such a noob! I bet talented artists like Naomi and Iman are laughing at me)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only the eyebrows, face-shape, and mouth are &lt;s&gt;almost&lt;/s&gt; similar.&lt;br /&gt;NGAHUHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I took this~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Gile142-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/Gile142-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew and coloured the heart out of boredom..&lt;br /&gt;And then.. TADA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm secretly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; proud of the picture of 'Arif' that I drew. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S MazzieVooDoom had a new video up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="163" width="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y0HsKQSvgSo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y0HsKQSvgSo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="163" width="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mazzie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-4003036710447025821?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/4003036710447025821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=4003036710447025821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/4003036710447025821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/4003036710447025821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/10/omgomgomg.html' title='omgomgomg'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-2541017839685983076</id><published>2008-10-13T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T06:19:56.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I admire you so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="160" height="120"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ElZHiTUn8I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ElZHiTUn8I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="160" height="120"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAFIZOL, I'M YOUR #1 FAN. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-2541017839685983076?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/2541017839685983076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=2541017839685983076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/2541017839685983076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/2541017839685983076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-admire-you-so.html' title='I admire you so.'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-5801799621089746838</id><published>2008-09-29T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T01:12:15.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NGOONGAA</title><content type='html'>The 28th was an awesome day.&lt;br /&gt;Diana and I spent the afternoon doodling on the tar road in my house and the-guy-I-stalk-because-he-looks-like-Amir passed by on his motorcycle many times to see what we were up to. LOL xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/Picture017.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;OUR MASTERPIECE. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture032.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/Picture032.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;TEEHEE. My dad took this picture. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother, Diana, and I then had McDonald's for dinner. We ate in the car by the lake. I fed fries to a black cat. When we were about to go, I opened the car window and shouted 'BYE' to the cat, and he was caught by surprise so he jumped and ran. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Diana said that was the most fun 'buka puasa' in the car she's had.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I asked Diana to sleep over, so she did. She went online using her laptop, while I was online using the PC. We sat next to each other and I chatted with her. Using MSN. While we were right beside each other. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;I chatted with Riyal and I told him something that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NONE&lt;/span&gt; of my other friends know about. At all.&lt;br /&gt;I trust him a lot. That was the most memorable conversation &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;. He said he felt honoured because I trusted him with such a thing. Aww. ^^&lt;br /&gt;And then after that I fell in love with this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="225" height="144"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iFKzNzyCP40&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iFKzNzyCP40&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="225" height="144"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE IT!! Especially the guy who was the one taking the video. He's so funny!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah, gileeeeee siot&lt;/span&gt;!! =D And guess what, they're from KUANTAN!!! YAY!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;The title of that video is 'Kuantan Wrestling'. And Diana said she knew one of the guys in that video because he's the son of her mom's best friend!!! HAHAHA XD&lt;br /&gt;I love Kuantan, I love being from Kuantan, I love living in Kuantan...~ HEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;I ended up sleeping at 5:30am and waking up at 10:00am. I had an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; dream that involved me and Riyal. o_o&lt;br /&gt;Was crazy for the whole day because I was sleep-deprived. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diana and I watched the movie 'Drumline' and I asked her why she didn't like wearing make-up, she said it's not that she doesn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; to wear make-up, she doesn't really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; how to put on make-up. Then I offered to help &lt;s&gt;since I'm such a pro at it.&lt;/s&gt; HAHA just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;She said she wanted to try the 'natural' look, so Mazzie the Make-up Artist started to work on it. HAHA I was so worried that she wouldn't like what I did to her face, but she did. She loved it. I was so happy for myself. And her, too. HAHA xD&lt;br /&gt;Then she and I went outside to take pictures using Cecilia (my digicam).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/Picture009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;She looks prettier than she already is when she wears make-up. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture048-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/Picture048-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Me looking and being weird. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she and I took a video using Terrence (My video-camera). I really love how the video turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="225" height="144"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g4lMK4XJtZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g4lMK4XJtZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="225" height="144"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budak Siot Productions ftw!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I LOVE stalking the-guy-who-looks-like-Amir!! Only because he lives in the same neighbourhood. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;My cousin says she knows the brother of the-guy-who-looks-like-Amir.. They went to tuition together and she said that the-guy-who-looks-like-Amir is 17. OMG he looks like he's around 14. =.=&lt;br /&gt;But he's still cute, because he has fair skin but sleepy eyes like Amir's.. Oh and he's skinny. I love skinny. XD&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to invite him over to my house for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Raya&lt;/span&gt;, because every year ever since I could remember, my family would always have and open house on the first day of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Raya&lt;/span&gt; and it really rocks because we get to have fun and feed our relatives and friends with the great food and take pictures and show off our Raya clothes to one another. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;That's why I LOVE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hari Raya&lt;/span&gt;.~&lt;br /&gt;I love wearing traditional '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baju kebayas&lt;/span&gt;', too.~&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to wear my '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baju Raya&lt;/span&gt;' tomorrow!!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'll be my cousin Diana's &lt;s&gt;official make-up artist&lt;/s&gt; tomorrow, too. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mazzie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-5801799621089746838?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/5801799621089746838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=5801799621089746838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/5801799621089746838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/5801799621089746838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/09/ngoongaa_29.html' title='NGOONGAA'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-8068209009138394754</id><published>2008-09-27T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T11:47:28.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NgooNgaa 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Oh the 27th of September was a cool day too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;(Read my previous post first, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; read this one.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;So yeah, I went to East Coast Mall again at around 7:42pm and met Raymond (refer to my previous post) again!! I asked him to come to my Raya open house on the 1st of October but he said he had to work that day... So I told him I'd send him a food package filled with Raya food just for him~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;He was excited but then he told me I shouldn't do it because he doesn't want Miss Ong to tease us anymore. But I told him I'd never date him and stuff and he said '..Really?' and I said yes and it turned out all along he thought I was 17, like he is!!! I told him I was 14 and he was surprised. Hahaha. So I took a picture with him again, just because I admire him because he is such a fun guy to hang out with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Mazzie237-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/Mazzie237-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;He always keeps looking away from the camera. HAHA I look really weird. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Oh and on the 12th of September, I'd bought 6 Raya cards to post to a few of my Muslim friends.. (later on I'd bought another card for Reen, because I didn't have enough money on the 12th.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;1. The 7Bachelors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;2. Afrina Finzie (My 'cousin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;3. Naomi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;4. Yasmine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;5. Fatin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;6. Iman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;So then I was SOOOO happy when Adri (the leader of The 7 Bachelors) and his cousin Afrina decided to make a video dedicated to ME, because I'm the FIRST one ever to send FAN MAIL to The 7 Bachelors!~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE VIDEO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZpPOxDygju0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZpPOxDygju0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;OMG my handwriting is famous now!!! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;OMG they mentioned my name and pronounced it correctly, too!!!!! YAAAAAAY~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I can't WAIT for Raya!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;WEEEEEE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;That's all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P/S: Here's the test version of my song CrusheDead on piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EL4zy4kQ5Wc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EL4zy4kQ5Wc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;- Mazzie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-8068209009138394754?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/8068209009138394754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=8068209009138394754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/8068209009138394754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/8068209009138394754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/09/ngoongaa-2.html' title='NgooNgaa 2'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-7622969296955362182</id><published>2008-09-27T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T10:54:52.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NgooNgaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;So the 26th of September turned out to be a great day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1. 4:30pm - Picked up my cousin Diana at her house, met Diana's mom, brother in-law and niece, Shafirah. Then we went to the 'Pantai Selamat' market to buy chalk. When we got to my house, we  goofed around (e.g take videos of ourselves acting silly, use chalk and draw on the tar road)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;2. 5:40pm - My older brother Mochtar, Diana, and I went out to go break our fast at East Coast Mall but there were traffic jams everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3. 6:30pm - We arrived late and every fast food joint/restaurant was full at East Coast Mall so we drove to Berjaya Mega Mall instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;4.  6:40pm - Diana and I went to check out the restaurants at Berjaya Mega Mall while my brother waited in the car but the restaurants there were also full!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;5. 6:50pm - We got away from the Berjaya Mega Mall area and drove to Kuantan Parade Mall instead. (Fun fact: Kuantan has only 4 malls. xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;6. 7.20pm - It's already time to break fast but we were still in the car on our way to Kuantan Parade. Once we got there, Diana's right slipper tore apart and she could barely walk. I laughed my ass off and Diana kept muttering to herself that that day was the worst day because her new phone's keypad was malfunctioning and her favourite pair of slippers were 'malfunctioning' too. Since I haven't bought her a birthday present yet (her birthday is on the 2nd of Sept.), my brother suggested that I buy her a new pair of slippers. So Diana dragged herself slowly inside and we all went to the shoe store. She picked out a nice rm10 pair that had a checkered black and white pattern. The guy who worked there jokingly accused Diana of using the 'my-slipper-tore-apart-so-I-need-a-new-pair' tactic just to get new slippers. HAHA I liked that guy; he was funny. xD So then we made our way to 7-11 to buy snacks first to quench our thirsts and appease our hunger until we could go back to East Coast Mall after 8pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;My brother - Lipton Iced Lemon Tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Diana - 100 plus , Kit-Kat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Mazzie - Fruit Tree Apple Aloe juice, Kit-Kat, HSM alphabet biscuits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;7. 7:55pm - All three of us ran to the car which was inconveniently parked at the uncovered parking lot while heavy winds were blowing. We ran faster when we saw lightning and heard thunder. My brother unlocked the car and because both Diana and I sat at the back, we opened only one door so Diana practically pushed me into the car which resulted in my accidentally sitting on my own hand. It hurt like hell. But it was so funny in a way. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;During the traffic jam to get to East Coast Mall, Diana and I reminisced of the old days when we were younger... e.g my eldest brother's wedding 7 years ago (we were bridesmaids), our trip to Genting Highlands together 5 years ago, and so on. It made me realise that she and I have been through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;a lot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;We all shared many laughs along the way. It was raining like crazy all the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;8. 8:15pm - We arrived at East Coast Mall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; and Diana and I went to pick out a phone ornament for her phone while my brother Mochtar waited for a table in front of the Pizza Hut entrance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;We got a table and ordered a pepperoni pizza with a stuffed crust, criss-cut fries, and cheese stuffed meatballs(or was it meat-stuffed cheese? o_o), and a jug of Mirinda orange soda or something. The waiters kept sending the wrong food to our table and they kept running around the restaurant looking dazed, tired, and confused.  At that time I kept thinking of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Arif&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; all of a sudden. Diana was being all cranky because she was hungry so I distracted her from her hunger and we started talking and taking pictures. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Mazzie213.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/Mazzie213.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Aww &lt;3&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ZMazzie211.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/ZMazzie211.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I look weird and confused. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And then she and I discussed the 'mak cik' who let her twin sons sleep in a Carrefour trolley while she ate pizza. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Mazzie210.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/Mazzie210.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Proof! Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;9. 9:05pm - We'd finished eating so I suggested that we go down to the ground floor (Pizza Hut is located on the 2nd floor), so Diana and I could go try on dresses at Mango and then camwhore in the fitting room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Mazzie216.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/Mazzie216.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Diana said I looked like I was wearing a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;towel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;. HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;After that we gave up and wanted to go to the Padini Concept Store instead, but before we could go in, Diana saw her friend Puteri so she went to talk to her for awhile and then she went to Brands Outlet while Diana and I went to Padini. Diana told me about a pair of sunglasses that she really liked but wasn't able to buy yet so I told her I wanted to buy it for her as a birthday present and I did. Yaaay. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;10. 9:25pm - We then walked to the other side of the mall and along the way I kept pointing out boxers that I saw at 'The Under Shop' to Diana and she kept 'tsk tsk tsk- ing' me. Then we went into 'Rufffey' because my brother wanted to check out some clothes for himself. I kept pointing at nice shirts and went on about my wanting to buy something for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Arif&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; but Diana said I shouldn't because it would be a waste of my money and while she and I carelessly browsed through the store one of the Chinese guys who worked there came up to me and said 'HELLO~' in a loud voice. I was in shock for a moment, I acted very confused, UNTIL I realised who he was...! He turned out to be the 17 year old boy who my piano teacher wants me to date!! You see, he's an art student at Ong Academy; I'm a piano and violin student at Ong Academy. I've never talked to him before. I added him on Friendster and we'd exchanged many comments. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I dropped my jaw and said '..Uh. RAYMOND??!' and he went 'YA LOR!' and then I was all '..AAAGH!!' and then he and I were being so loud that the other sales assistant thought that he and I have known each other for ten years or something like that. We seemed like really good pals. I asked how he knew who I was, and then he pointed to my beanie. You see, I started wearing beanies because I saw HIM wearing one first!!! Haha but omg he's such a fun person!! I do admire him now, but I'd never date him, though. He IS my type, though!! HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Raymond Zhang, you rock!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Mazzie217.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/Mazzie217.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Teehee!~ I forced him to take a picture with me as proof for Miss Ong, our teacher. But he lied to me and said his boss would fire him if he saw him taking pictures with customers. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;11. 9:40pm - All three of us made our way to Parkson Grand. Then my brother waited outside while Diana and I camwhored in the fitting room of Parkson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Mazzie219.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/Mazzie219.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Mazzie235.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/Mazzie235.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Mazzie227.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/Mazzie227.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Those are the sunglasses I'd bought for Diana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Mazzie220.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/Mazzie220.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; sent this picture to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Arif&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; via MMS and he said the way I sat was cute. Like, tomboyish. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Mazzie225.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/Mazzie225.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;WEIRDOS AT YOUR SERVICE. XD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Mazzie222.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/Mazzie222.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;12. 10:03pm - After we'd finished taking pictures we all went to the parking lot and I begged my brother to take us to the rooftop parking lot for the first time (East Coast Mall has been in business only ever since May of this year), and the view up there was amazing. We could see almost all of Kuantan. I opened a window and the breeze was lovely. Then my brother deliberately drove into huge puddles of rainwater because it's fun and splashy (my brother is 23). Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;We then drove Diana back to her house and then we got back to our home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;PHEW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;-THE END-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;- Mazzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-7622969296955362182?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/7622969296955362182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=7622969296955362182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/7622969296955362182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/7622969296955362182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/09/ngoongaa.html' title='NgooNgaa'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-4651698152742192111</id><published>2008-09-24T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T10:08:00.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No title.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;So today I went to my piano and violin lesson at Ong Academy as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I finished copying notes for 'History of the Baroque Period' so I'm going to have to retype all of it soon and print it out for my Grade 6 ABRSM theory of music.. Boohoo. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I wore my purple mascara today and my piano teacher thought I was wearing coloured contacts.. o_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Anyhow, nothing interesting happened today, really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Oh yeah, I woke up with a bad toothache, though. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Oh and I watched a DVD of 'Ratatouille' with my nephew, dad, and brother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend Riyal, mentioned me in his new video!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/spygzygVlTw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/spygzygVlTw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He mispronounced my name, though. Huh. 'Muzzie'. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Oh and on the 21st, &lt;s&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/s&gt; sms-ed me and said he wanted to be my boyfriend... &lt;s&gt;I said yes.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;But he's been quiet ever since.. Only because his examinations are in 2 weeks or something... Darn the exams.. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Or maybe he has no phone credit to contact me... darn it. X_X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I've known him ever since June of this year.. Haha I still can't believe HE was the guy I'd flirted with at a wedding. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Gosh he literally took my breath away when I first saw him.. My mouth was hanging open, I swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;And he has turned out to be a really nice, polite, well-mannered, and charming boy &lt;s&gt;so far&lt;/s&gt;. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I'm glad we both have feelings for each other. Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;But I get jealous rather easily so I guess I'm going to have to learn to control my.. tendency to get jealous rather easily.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I dislike the word 'boyfriend'. I'm going to refer to him as my 'best guy-friend' from now on. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Oh and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; the fact that he rides a motorcycle daily even though he is underage. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Oh and fun fact: His eldest brother is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;policeman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Ironic, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Oh another fun fact: While he and I were at a bookstore flipping through the pages of a book for kindergartners or something, he acted like such an immature boy when he sheepishly grinned and pointed at a cartoon picture of a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;. - Memorable Moment (17.08.08)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;P/S: OBEY THE RULES, ABIDE BY THE LAW, AND YOU WILL GET A FREE DOORMAT. (No doormat for you, Mr. N-A-B!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~ He calls me 'baby', then he won't call me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;   Says he adores me, and then ignores me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;   Arif, what's the problem??~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; relate to Click Five's song, 'Jenny' nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I bid you adieu~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;- Mazzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-4651698152742192111?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/4651698152742192111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=4651698152742192111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/4651698152742192111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/4651698152742192111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-title.html' title='No title.'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-741270391939467463</id><published>2008-09-18T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T05:41:18.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nyeeeh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/55fPFoPeJqY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ATTACK OF THE CAVEWOMAN!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;(please note the Russell Brand-styled hair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*UPDATE*  FAIZ says I look like a drug addict in this video!!! ROFL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/55fPFoPeJqY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheh I took this video two days ago... Riyal said I pass with flying colours as a beginner beatboxer.&lt;br /&gt;Or beatboxerette. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOB~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I recently found out that I enjoy making fun of myself a lot. One shouldn't do that but... It has nothing to do with humility or anything, but nyah. It's fun. =D&lt;br /&gt;I blame my star sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's read a quote from my astrology book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;-CAPRICORN-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Even though Capricorns can fall in love quickly, they don't like to be the first one to say "I love you". Fears of rejection may cause them to act the part of an aloof lover until the one they have set their eyes on speaks his or her intentions first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Capricorns tend to get along well with other people born under the star signs of Capricorn, Aquarius, Pisces, Taurus, Cancer, Virgo, Libra, Scorpio, and Sagittarius. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love astrology. All that it says about any star sign is usually mostly accurate. Maybe it's a coincidence. Maybe not. &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I just hate C# melodic minor. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. If anything good happens, I'll update &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mazzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-741270391939467463?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/741270391939467463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=741270391939467463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/741270391939467463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/741270391939467463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/09/nyeeeh.html' title='Nyeeeh.'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-6128620899650627111</id><published>2008-09-17T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:39:45.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thingy Thing Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9987Mazzie199-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/9987Mazzie199-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Naomi, see what I have!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I think the one on the left is Allelujah, right?? He's so emo-looking. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Long story short: Went to MetroJaya in Mid Valley Megamall, saw all the capsule ball dispenser machines (like the ones at Toys'r'Us), bought 6 tokens (one ball - 3 tokens. 1 token - rm4), was attracted to the Gundam figurines, gave it a shot, and luckily didn't get two of the same character. The End. xD&lt;br /&gt;There were 5 different characters I think.. Two girl ones and three guy ones. The girl figurines' bodies were so not proportionate. Very, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;hentai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;-ish. As in, boobs that are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; too big for their height, a waist too small for their bodies, and a really big butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I'd secretly hoped for a girl figurine, though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;So I could make the guy figurine hump the girl figurine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;HAHA. So cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But oh well, I guess I'll have to wait till I go to KL again, then. &gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;- Mazzie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-6128620899650627111?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/6128620899650627111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=6128620899650627111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/6128620899650627111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/6128620899650627111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/09/thingy-thing-machine.html' title='Thingy Thing Machine'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-5340338362858239751</id><published>2008-09-17T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:41:48.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indecisive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I feel like such a doorknob. Compared to all my other friends' blogs, mine seems so.....NOOB-ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm blog-illiterate. -*UPDATE* Fatin helped me out right after she read this post and NOW my blog isn't as NOOB-ish as before!! THANKS, FATIN!! ILY~ xD-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyhow... Recently I wrote another song; and I got the first line while I was in the shower lathering myself up with Lux liquid soap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yasmine was the first to know the first line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;There was this one guy, who broke my heart. And then another guy, he told me I broke his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yes, yes, I know it doesn't rhyme but hey, it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; song. *folds arms and pouts like a stubborn toddler*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nyah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My first song [which is the title of this blog; CrusheDead] is about crushes gone wrong, apparently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My second one is about how life is so unfair sometimes but you have to be thankful, no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wow I suck. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay, so.. I'll tell you about what's going on in '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mazzie's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haha. More like '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mazzie's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Crazy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'. Hey hey a new idea for a TV show. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Right now, I'm having feelings for Amir, a friend whom I've known for a year and whom I've never met before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At the same time I feel like I want to hate Arif, yearn for Arif, and just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; him so badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh, you think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;that's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (well it's not as major as global warming, right)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Suddenly, Faidhi comes into the picture. All of a sudden he starts calling me 'syang' and starts talking about him dating me. I can't deny that I used to have feelings for him and by the way I've met him once, on the 15th of March (that was such a wonderful day for me, because I met Naomi, Yasmine, Megat, Faidhi, and Ryan for the first time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh, it gets worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SOME of my friends.. Okay.. Almost ALL of my friends say I should accept Arif's offer (he asked me to be his girlfriend on the 31st of August, but I said we should wait till his exams ends first.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But I'm just 14.. I barely have any dating experience; okay, okay, NO dating experience whatsoever. And.. Arif would make a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;great &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;boyfriend but... I wouldn't be his first... He's had a girlfriend before.. AND THAT JUST KILLS ME. It makes me feel.. annoyed and discontent somehow.. And not to mention JEALOUS. So my idea is to... get even..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Since his exams end in OCTOBER, I still have time to '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;cheat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;' on him. I mean, It's not actually considered cheating if he's not my bf yet, right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So my diabolical plan is to get a 'disposable' bf so that when, I mean, IF I couple up with Arif, he won't be my FIRST bf, but he'd be my 'SECOND' one. Get it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ngaaah I think that idea is... wacky. What do you think I should do?? Forget about my jealousy and feelings for Faidhi and Amir and just focus on Arif??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I pretty much answered my own question. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But I feel so CONFUSED. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On an unrelated matter, my piano and violin teachers just got back from Bangkok and they bought little trinkets for all their students. I got a little hand-made afro-haired doll hand phone ornament hanger thing. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Heheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So..... Um... I think this is my first official blog because all my other blogposts aren't really blogposts.. Just nonsensical junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bid you adieu. Till next time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- Mazzie the Mangkuk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-5340338362858239751?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/5340338362858239751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=5340338362858239751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/5340338362858239751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/5340338362858239751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/09/gah.html' title='Indecisive.'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-8229671059198285220</id><published>2008-08-17T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T08:16:48.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How I came to know Arif.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;I met NURUL ARIF BUDIMAN for the first time ever on the 14th of June, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;It was at a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He was one of the guys who was carrying the plates and glasses back to the food catering service's van.&lt;br /&gt;He worked for the catering company, I think. As a part-time job to earn his own money. AWWW WHAT AN INDEPENDENT 15 YEAR OLD. xD&lt;br /&gt;I saw him because he was just so cute and had really fair skin (fairer than mine) and I was attracted to him.&lt;br /&gt;So I made my move. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I said 'Weyh umur ko brape?' ('Hey what's your age?') or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;He said 'Bak sini nombor talifon ko je.' ('Just give me your telephone number'.) or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;I asked his name, he said it's Arif.&lt;br /&gt;He asked mine, I said Mazzie.&lt;br /&gt;He exclaimed 'Mazzie?! What kind of name is that? Haha' but in Malay.&lt;br /&gt;I told him I was in form five (seventeen) just because I thought he was older than I am. That was BEFORE I found out his real age. LOLOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;He said he'd contact me later on coz obviously he was busy at the time. I was just bothering him. HAHA. But my friend Zainab noticed that he had a plastic rose plucked from off one of the table decorations in the back pocket of his black pants (he wore a black long-sleeved shirt and he looked oh-so-hot HAHA), and later on the next day he said that if I hadn't approached him first the other night, he'd have given me the plastic rose. AWWW I WANT ONE ANYWAY T_T&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's been two months since I got to know him and I've come to like him quite a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I know about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full Name: Nurul Arif Budiman&lt;br /&gt;D.O.B: 04.05.1993&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5'5"&lt;br /&gt;Pants size (xD): 29 (same as mine!)&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size: 8&lt;br /&gt;Fave food: Fried rice&lt;br /&gt;Fave vegetable: Taugeh. o.o&lt;br /&gt;School: SMK Semambu, Kuantan, Pahang.&lt;br /&gt;Home: Semambu&lt;br /&gt;Siblings: 6; the eldest is 40+, and he's the youngest. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Likes: Football, Elvis Presley, The Beatles, talking with a 'Terengganese' accent, unicorns (seriously.), home decorating (seriously.), sudoku, crossword puzzles, Usher, being with his buddies (=.=), meeting up with ME (haha -.-), Manchester United, saying 'Waauuu.' (an exaggerated Wow). XD&lt;br /&gt;Dislikes: Zac Efron, Hannah Montana, and anything on the Disney Channel, and 'gedik' (flirtatious) girls. ^^ xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=OMG013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa23/twinkly_star5000/OMG013.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE.&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to write about the first time I went out with him on the 17th of August.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too tired to type it all today T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mazzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6003700292893072930-8229671059198285220?l=crushedead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/feeds/8229671059198285220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6003700292893072930&amp;postID=8229671059198285220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/8229671059198285220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6003700292893072930/posts/default/8229671059198285220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crushedead.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-i-came-to-know-arif.html' title='How I came to know Arif.'/><author><name>Gen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGafqVWo6f0/Tts9dt5doII/AAAAAAAAAE8/X97k12RVjH4/s220/niiii.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6003700292893072930.post-1322634950197882299</id><published>2008-07-24T23:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T08:17:27.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Admiration/Crushes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My life is tremendously messed up in terms of CRUSHES. I have so many. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's list them out but use fake names, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ala tak payah fake pon takpe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Y3w-z@i (from the music academy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. @mir (Far away, PJ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. D@ni3L (from the music academy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. wait...umm... I guess I only have 3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laaa ingat ke banyak sangat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceh!! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay now for the REASONS why I like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Y3w-z@i, 17 - Because he's funny, so damn cute, a really good dancer (better than @mir xD), and he's the only guy from my music academy who doesn't ignore me* (sometimes*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. @mir, 16 - Because he's a really funny guy, a good dancer, and he was the only guy who didn't mind layan-ing me online... I miss that dude a lot.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. D@ni3l, 15 - Because he's kinda cute, and he's such a gifted pianist (he's better than I am =.=). LOL. And the way he bites his lips when he plays the piano. xD (For the record, I've never talked to him before.) (But he saw me putting on lipbalm once, and he laughed at me! =.=!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have a thing for SKINNY guys. 2/3 of my crushes are somewhat skinny-looking. Especially Y3w-z@i!!! -so cute-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Y3w-z@i has a pair of black pants that has 'EXPENSIVE' written at the butt area of the pants. That means Y3w-z@i's butt is expensive!!! HAHA xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so cool T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and he also has a t-shirt that says 'Kiss My Ass'.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so keen about that t-shirt. I just like the EXPENSIVE pants and and and it makes me not able to stop staring at his butt!!! =.= HAHAHAHAHA xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let me give the definition of a crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crush is a person who likes someone, and the 'someone' is either oblivious, or doesn't like the person who likes them, back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So crushes are usually one-way...&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the person usually doesn't even know that the other person is crushing on them BIG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USUALLY, but NOT ALWAYS. T.T   ..Some are even SCARED of the crushing part.. I wonder who. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I crush on people I ADMIRE; because of their talents and personality.  In other words, I'm like their fan. I like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But NO, I DO NOT LOVE THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And NO, I'M NOT THAT OBSESSED ABOUT THEM (...or am I?? T.T) !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF my three crushes ever find out about my admiring them, they shouldn't be alarmed/frightened/disgusted/gleeful/happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I'm probably not the only one crushing on them. I bet they have many admirers; I'm just one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admiring for afar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just bummed that nobody ever has a crush on ME instead. Isn't that sad? T.T  _________________________________________________________________      Note-to-self: Next time you see D@ni3L, TALK TO HIM!!! ^^" =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another-note-to-self: Next time you see Y3wz@ii, tell him that you think his Friendster's primary photo is funny!!! xD T.T ^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last-note-to-self: Remember to ask @mir if he really would like to come along when I go watch a movie with Ashraf. I would love to meet him so much. Both of them. ^^" T.T   __________________________________________________________________      Love, M@zzi3.    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