<?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-132494328781558688</id><updated>2011-09-28T07:58:29.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D is for Diyana.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>277</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-7757550855503500496</id><published>2010-12-30T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T02:35:36.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;You have to &lt;strong&gt;stop &lt;/strong&gt;munching and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;start&lt;/strong&gt; studying, Diyana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-7757550855503500496?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/7757550855503500496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=7757550855503500496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/7757550855503500496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/7757550855503500496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-have-to-stop-munching-and-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-4394896452136750303</id><published>2010-12-22T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T19:22:53.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;They always say, good things happen to those who wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, I'm glad I waited long enough for something this good.&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/132494328781558688-4394896452136750303?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/4394896452136750303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=4394896452136750303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4394896452136750303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4394896452136750303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/12/they-always-say-good-things-happen-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5567585264704891579</id><published>2010-10-13T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T19:23:19.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It feels so good to be back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm done with Promo Exams. Phew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eat Pray Love with Adele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;East Coast with Millennians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Halloween @ St. James tonight? See you there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-5567585264704891579?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/5567585264704891579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=5567585264704891579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5567585264704891579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5567585264704891579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/10/it-feels-so-good-to-be-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-2896464294356295510</id><published>2010-09-04T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T16:00:32.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TILM7OebGKI/AAAAAAAACKg/A30kpLktdqI/s1600/SadFace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513194211724957858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TILM7OebGKI/AAAAAAAACKg/A30kpLktdqI/s200/SadFace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I guess this will be my last Qiam for Ramadhan 2010.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Time flies so fast (even when i am not having any fun).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Soon, we'll have to say hello to Syawal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And... ermmm, Promo 2 exams -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-2896464294356295510?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/2896464294356295510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=2896464294356295510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/2896464294356295510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/2896464294356295510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-guess-this-would-be-my-last-qiam-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TILM7OebGKI/AAAAAAAACKg/A30kpLktdqI/s72-c/SadFace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-752684880218434535</id><published>2010-08-31T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T22:16:00.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TH3gjGJ_qbI/AAAAAAAACKQ/uLpGrriq7n8/s1600/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511808412523932082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TH3gjGJ_qbI/AAAAAAAACKQ/uLpGrriq7n8/s400/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TH3da7ypZLI/AAAAAAAACKA/tmHavlly4so/s1600/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511804973767812274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TH3da7ypZLI/AAAAAAAACKA/tmHavlly4so/s400/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Late night shopping @ Geylang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-752684880218434535?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/752684880218434535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=752684880218434535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/752684880218434535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/752684880218434535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/08/late-night-shopping-geylang.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TH3gjGJ_qbI/AAAAAAAACKQ/uLpGrriq7n8/s72-c/Picture+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-4185743904282406400</id><published>2010-08-06T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T05:56:22.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Got myself acupunctured for the first time today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One word - Ouch!&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/132494328781558688-4185743904282406400?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/4185743904282406400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=4185743904282406400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4185743904282406400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4185743904282406400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/08/got-myself-acupunctured-for-first-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-4997846061455898963</id><published>2010-07-22T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T07:39:52.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mount Everest Base Camp.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Approx $3000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Right after Promo 2 exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Trainings during fasting month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Should I? Or should I not?&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/132494328781558688-4997846061455898963?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/4997846061455898963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=4997846061455898963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4997846061455898963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4997846061455898963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/07/mount-everest-base-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5912272871303985616</id><published>2010-07-10T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T18:24:28.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TDkbekqfu5I/AAAAAAAACJ4/ot4aiisQJO8/s1600/Picture+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492451432606972818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TDkbekqfu5I/AAAAAAAACJ4/ot4aiisQJO8/s400/Picture+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Sometimes the best things in life are better left unplanned.&lt;br /&gt;For example, my morning jog and evening swim today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;However, the not-so-best things in life that I plan to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;such as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pack my bag for school or clean up my room, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;will always be better said than done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-5912272871303985616?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/5912272871303985616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=5912272871303985616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5912272871303985616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5912272871303985616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/07/sometimes-best-things-in-life-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TDkbekqfu5I/AAAAAAAACJ4/ot4aiisQJO8/s72-c/Picture+116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-4252690986938822044</id><published>2010-07-08T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T21:26:04.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been contemplating hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Should i switch to Tumblr or Xanga instead? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Or should i just stick with this same old Blogger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Blogger makes me feel so out and obsolete eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But then again, maybe I shan't be that vulnerable to these kind of pressures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay, so my mind's made up - Blogger, you're here to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-4252690986938822044?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/4252690986938822044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=4252690986938822044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4252690986938822044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4252690986938822044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/07/ive-been-contemplating-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5394609144094757632</id><published>2010-07-06T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T00:47:06.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TDL9w7V6KwI/AAAAAAAACJg/K4kDVL4vFeg/s1600/01.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490729912723188482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TDL9w7V6KwI/AAAAAAAACJg/K4kDVL4vFeg/s400/01.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Hello, I am very bored. I just sat for my 'A' Level oral exam few hours ago and please don't ask me how was it. Because I think I screwed up. I soon realised that no matter how many practices you've done and how wide your general knowledge is, what really matters when you finally sit for the paper is how you get ahold of yourself and keep yourself focused. All the formats, structures that was taught no longer applied as I totally lost my grip (I think) and began blabbering on about what I think the question was about, just like how i'm about to blabber right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm thankful that I was among the first few as I bet almost all of us would give the same old points - YOG, World Cup and Sports Day -.- You guys should've seen the faces of the examiners that clearly depicted the word "expected". But all in all, I think I did fine. Distinction? Nah. I don't think this time i'll be as lucky as I was for my 'O's. Anyway wishing Zubz and Fatty all the best for tomorrow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay sorry but I have to repeat that I am very bored.&lt;br /&gt;I have been clicking on the Home button of Facebook for the idk-how-many times already. In fact Fb is starting to bore me, and maybe I should find something better to do. Like cook up something for dinner (even though I think its too early for that), or maybe study for my Malay Literature exam. Or maybe i'll just go for a swim (again..) I'm planning to swim and swim and swim till I've achieved my dream body - Jacob Black's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala I am obviously very bored because for the first time after a long time it feels as though i'm typing out a full-length GP essay. While many of you are busy studying (or shall I say, slacking?) in school, examination period in MI is still ongoing and I'm done with most of my major papers hence that explains my self-declaration of the end of exams. I have another few more days before school officially reopens for Term 3. Then, I shall get my lazy ass right on track for studies and you shall no longer hear me say "I am bored". Eh but maybe I will still be saying that since studies are really prosaic anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt there are still any more souls reading my post and catching up on my updates. This site is so dead. Anyway I feel like watching Eclipse again. But then again maybe I should just save up to buy the whole Twilight saga dvd series after the release of Breaking Dawn. Somehow watching Eclipse made me feel as though i've been missing a lot in my love life. But wait, there is such a thing called love life in our teenage years? Tsk pure hogwash (Afah, this reminds me of you!). Why waste your youth being tied down to one guy when you can spend your teenage years getting to know and mingle freely with friends of the opposite sex, without having to worry of the jealousy and insecurities felt by the other party? Its freaky how I tend to feel those tingles of excitement whenever I see a pretty girl, just like how I used to feel whenever I see a handsome boy ^^ (if you get what I mean..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-5394609144094757632?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/5394609144094757632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=5394609144094757632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5394609144094757632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5394609144094757632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-i-am-very-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TDL9w7V6KwI/AAAAAAAACJg/K4kDVL4vFeg/s72-c/01.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-7190165645388858523</id><published>2010-07-04T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T00:46:40.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's only been a year ago when I last sat for my 'O' Level Malay Oral exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can't believe that i will be sitting for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'A' Level Malay Oral exam a day after tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Time flies so fast, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-7190165645388858523?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/7190165645388858523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=7190165645388858523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/7190165645388858523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/7190165645388858523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-only-been-one-year-ago-when-i-sat.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-7590734375603321847</id><published>2010-07-01T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T00:45:19.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I ♥ Eclipse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;It made me go "ooooh", "aaaaah" and&lt;br /&gt;"awwwww" countless of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TCyNi80JRMI/AAAAAAAACJY/JMQkc_AQeE0/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488917677437699266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TCyNi80JRMI/AAAAAAAACJY/JMQkc_AQeE0/s400/001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Isabella Swan, I promise to love you forever — every single day of forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Will you marry me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;- Edward Cullen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;"I’m in love with you, Bella. And I want you to pick me instead of him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Jacob Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-7590734375603321847?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/7590734375603321847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=7590734375603321847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/7590734375603321847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/7590734375603321847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/07/isabella-swan-i-promise-to-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TCyNi80JRMI/AAAAAAAACJY/JMQkc_AQeE0/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-2189962460496744782</id><published>2010-06-28T06:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T06:37:57.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Our Promo One exams are finally here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;All the best, Diyana &amp;amp; friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Dad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Your celebrations took away my study time eh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks ah :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Friends unexpectedly bought me gifts from all over the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;while i've got nothing to offer them in return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;as i only bought souvenirs for the closest of the closest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sorry. I felt so so so so bad :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&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/132494328781558688-2189962460496744782?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/2189962460496744782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=2189962460496744782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/2189962460496744782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/2189962460496744782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/06/our-promo-one-exams-are-finally-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-4313178420662424108</id><published>2010-06-25T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T04:39:44.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TCSULWpwtJI/AAAAAAAACJQ/xdmsJHndwmc/s1600/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486673168824317074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TCSULWpwtJI/AAAAAAAACJQ/xdmsJHndwmc/s400/Picture+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks for bloating up my tummy with all those food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Heheheh, kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you for the scrumptious meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-4313178420662424108?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/4313178420662424108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=4313178420662424108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4313178420662424108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4313178420662424108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/06/thanks-for-bloating-up-my-tummy-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TCSULWpwtJI/AAAAAAAACJQ/xdmsJHndwmc/s72-c/Picture+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-3293199453638760519</id><published>2010-06-20T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T00:37:06.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TB3EqTgkEqI/AAAAAAAACJI/VNwa05oqUc8/s1600/Picture+445_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484756152277537442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TB3EqTgkEqI/AAAAAAAACJI/VNwa05oqUc8/s400/Picture+445_picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The Bag Says It All.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-3293199453638760519?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/3293199453638760519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=3293199453638760519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/3293199453638760519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/3293199453638760519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/06/bag-says-it-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TB3EqTgkEqI/AAAAAAAACJI/VNwa05oqUc8/s72-c/Picture+445_picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-6126795594953687543</id><published>2010-06-10T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:53:21.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481385639284425378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TBHLMoJ5wqI/AAAAAAAACJA/nygiK_atjd0/s400/kkk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two thumbs up for The Karate Kid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;more thumbs&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;up for Jaden Smith.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm in love...... With a 12-year old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey, if Demi and Ashton can make it happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;so can we right, Jaden? ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-6126795594953687543?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/6126795594953687543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=6126795594953687543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6126795594953687543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6126795594953687543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/06/two-thumbs-up-for-karate-kid.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TBHLMoJ5wqI/AAAAAAAACJA/nygiK_atjd0/s72-c/kkk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-3600332333988634078</id><published>2010-06-09T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T21:45:42.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TBBtTIkde0I/AAAAAAAACIo/UpSfco3A8-g/s1600/28224_1311761161683_1460263437_30628809_3549579_n[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481000921995246402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TBBtTIkde0I/AAAAAAAACIo/UpSfco3A8-g/s400/28224_1311761161683_1460263437_30628809_3549579_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;My All-Time Favourite Buddy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TBBnvAcEuOI/AAAAAAAACHY/dPXt6EDzHaw/s1600/28224_1311777922102_1460263437_30628961_2289488_n[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480994803779156194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TBBnvAcEuOI/AAAAAAAACHY/dPXt6EDzHaw/s400/28224_1311777922102_1460263437_30628961_2289488_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480995253200831602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TBBoJKqjRHI/AAAAAAAACHg/esWjM6JFDms/s400/28224_1311778162108_1460263437_30628963_1930616_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; While Making Our Way Up.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480998211400836786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TBBq1W0ZJrI/AAAAAAAACIA/ImD3osEYt3c/s400/28224_1310899220135_1460263437_30626578_5035066_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480998751480503922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TBBrUyxa3nI/AAAAAAAACIY/yzxeKaBTaWA/s400/28224_1311777562093_1460263437_30628953_2880918_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480997412286084962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TBBqG14lt2I/AAAAAAAACH4/xVg1EFkD0-Q/s400/28224_1311778362113_1460263437_30628965_6872455_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;One by one, each member of the team set foot on the peak of the mountain. While we wait for the sunrise, the team eagerly displayed their triumphant smiles in every snapshot taken. When the sun ultimately set in, the view was indefinitely breathtaking that it left all of us gaping in wonderment and awe. Nothing is more beautiful than the grace of nature before sunrise. The view made it seemed as though the hardships encountered in order to conquer the summit was worthwhile after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480998443128173938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TBBrC2EftXI/AAAAAAAACII/i2k9zqu1-Vs/s400/28224_1311787762348_1460263437_30629012_264658_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The team then decided to take the experience to even greater heights through the world’s highest Via Ferrata. A Via Ferrata is basically a long climbing route with permanently fixed cables for protection. Descending the mountain using the Via Ferrata route enables us to admire the scenic sections of the mountain from different angles, making the journey down even more exciting for the team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480999942303742850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TBBsaG7ze4I/AAAAAAAACIg/4mCdCmfrPCc/s400/28224_1310890499917_1460263437_30626406_3439503_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;@ Singapore's Changi Airport. Finally, home sweet homeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-3600332333988634078?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/3600332333988634078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=3600332333988634078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/3600332333988634078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/3600332333988634078'/><link rel='alternate' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TAx0H_f-FDI/AAAAAAAACHA/4nHf6duj-ZU/s1600/mala1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479882527256482866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/TAx0H_f-FDI/AAAAAAAACHA/4nHf6duj-ZU/s400/mala1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt; Mount Kinabalu - A Definite Success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Three Cheers For The MIC Team!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(to be continued.......)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-8783350390337070905?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/8783350390337070905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=8783350390337070905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8783350390337070905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8783350390337070905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/06/mount-kinabalu-definite-success.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes i wish i could contribute more to the society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes i wish i could be like Michelle Chia in Channel 5's RenovAid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes i wish my conceited teenage demands will not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;impede my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt; country's growth as much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes i wish that i could abstain myself from all my wishful dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Because i want to be just like the late Dr Goh Keng Swee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;who was a successful and wise visionary, and not a dreamer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-6751254693917490116?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/6751254693917490116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=6751254693917490116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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finally down to the 10 of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, i can proudly announce...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mount Kinabalu, here we come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-3313737094364925270?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/3313737094364925270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-301159256430422088</id><published>2010-05-15T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T10:36:24.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;MI Mart @ Jurong Point this afternoon, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;MI Challenge training @ Mount Faber at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;At the very same day cousins are coming over to my place for a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;belated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mothers' Day celebration, together with Rayyan's birthday as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Damn, i'd miss all the good food and.... the cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;And to top it all, i'll also miss this week's Bollywood Masti (!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;What a bummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-301159256430422088?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/301159256430422088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=301159256430422088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/301159256430422088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/301159256430422088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/05/mi-mart-jurong-point-this-afternoon-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5832369754663951392</id><published>2010-05-08T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T23:22:01.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S-T_kEuKAnI/AAAAAAAACG4/ooBuGun2l80/s1600/Picture+0221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468776842742334066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S-T_kEuKAnI/AAAAAAAACG4/ooBuGun2l80/s400/Picture+0221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt; My first ever performance in Millennia as an Indian Dancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;It was nice working with the Modern and Malay dancers for this fusion dance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I enjoyed it. I smiled. I love myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-5832369754663951392?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/5832369754663951392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=5832369754663951392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5832369754663951392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5832369754663951392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-first-ever-performance-in-millennia.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S-T_kEuKAnI/AAAAAAAACG4/ooBuGun2l80/s72-c/Picture+0221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-1778015644478131393</id><published>2010-04-30T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T05:16:47.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks to MI, now i truly understandf what the term "busy woman" mweant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;In fact i'm too busy right nowe that i'm justr fumbling through my notebook's keyboarda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;in a pathetic attempt to try to keep tjhis blog alive. Okay buye :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-1778015644478131393?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/1778015644478131393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=1778015644478131393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/1778015644478131393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/1778015644478131393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/04/thanks-to-mi-now-i-truly-understandf.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-6119933030307667746</id><published>2010-04-25T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T05:18:22.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S9RSSXKNvFI/AAAAAAAACGw/xbQJAVwW2FA/s1600/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464082723315235922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S9RSSXKNvFI/AAAAAAAACGw/xbQJAVwW2FA/s400/Picture+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt; Congratulations to all the MI Indian Dancers who participated in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Aaraathanaa dance competition for the big win. Awesomeness, i really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;am proud to be part of the team. And thank you to my dearest husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afifah Miami&lt;/strong&gt;, who accompanied me to support the crew at Ngee Ann Poly, xoxo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-6119933030307667746?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/6119933030307667746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=6119933030307667746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6119933030307667746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6119933030307667746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/04/congratulations-to-all-mi-indian.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S9RSSXKNvFI/AAAAAAAACGw/xbQJAVwW2FA/s72-c/Picture+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-4892338241540166264</id><published>2010-04-21T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T07:48:49.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know whether to feel touched or ashamed by the empathy expressed by my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you Siobhan for uplifting my spirits with your own rendition of When You Believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;You sang awesomely well, to me, that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-4892338241540166264?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/4892338241540166264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=4892338241540166264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4892338241540166264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4892338241540166264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-know-whether-to-feel-touched-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-8652504859468802483</id><published>2010-04-18T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T05:35:52.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S8rR5FKIcOI/AAAAAAAACGY/ntHV_3s1CYs/s1600/Picture+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461408276707569890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S8rR5FKIcOI/AAAAAAAACGY/ntHV_3s1CYs/s400/Picture+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Attending the Student Leaders' Investiture made me feel like becoming a councillor too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461410059751146178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S8rTg3g2QsI/AAAAAAAACGg/a0LACdbAG5c/s400/Picture+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Students from Hwa Chong Institution once again emerged champion for the Sahibba competition (some sort of Malay scrabble game). Wow, impressive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-8652504859468802483?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/8652504859468802483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=8652504859468802483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8652504859468802483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8652504859468802483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/04/watching-student-leaders-investiture.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S8rR5FKIcOI/AAAAAAAACGY/ntHV_3s1CYs/s72-c/Picture+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5303747821925669129</id><published>2010-04-15T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T07:38:56.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Chua Chu Kang Swimming Complex with Hazim(ah) and Hakiim was hilarious. Pathetic losers aren't we? 80 cents each for just a less than 10 mins wade in the baby pool. Ha ha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why do i feel as though not everyone is contributing to the project work we have? Does the problem actually lies in me, or you people out there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;MIC stairs-climbing training this evening was awesome. Hey Mr Gwozdz, dont miss me too much when i'm not around for the hike at BT hill this Saturday okay? Hahahahahahaha (!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm still holding on and contemplating hard on this last letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-5303747821925669129?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/5303747821925669129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=5303747821925669129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5303747821925669129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5303747821925669129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/04/chua-chu-kang-swimming-complex-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-3873045830415790442</id><published>2010-04-13T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T06:24:43.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I'm losing it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Losing the passion to keep this site alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Losing the motivation to go for my daily jogs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Losing the discipline to complete my assignments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Losing the drive to memorise and improve on my steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;While my poly friends are just about to start their engines,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;mine's already going all the way down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;This cant be happening, can it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I want to make mummy &amp;amp; ayah proud of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;and i know i am going to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Maybe not now, or two years later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;But i know someday i will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-3873045830415790442?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/3873045830415790442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=3873045830415790442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/3873045830415790442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/3873045830415790442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-losing-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-879700966283152854</id><published>2010-04-07T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T06:22:30.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodbye, Silat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hellooo, Indian Dance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-879700966283152854?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/879700966283152854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=879700966283152854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/879700966283152854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/879700966283152854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/04/goodbye-silat.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-652882297485089672</id><published>2010-03-27T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T03:04:33.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#1: Suddenly, i miss going for MI Challenge trainings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453191164781659570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S62geN0cBbI/AAAAAAAACF0/SAqvLPtMtcw/s400/09.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#2: Nira is getting cuter and bustier (hahaahhaahha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453227199179009794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S63BPsaQLwI/AAAAAAAACGM/eaNh6T-QEJs/s400/Picture+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3: Happy 20th, Farain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453197529740355106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S62mQtI2JiI/AAAAAAAACGE/khZblBFdh10/s400/IMG00044-20100130-1553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#4: I dislike Scrabble but love Sahibba!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453188808418903298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S62eVDrxxQI/AAAAAAAACFk/3qri1eUOaF4/s400/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#5: Ayam Penyet Ria is absolutely finger-licking yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453187596419411282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S62dOgolLVI/AAAAAAAACFc/vsLlkQZpbaw/s400/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#6: Feeling pathetic and desperate, i'm washing my hands of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453195066464839954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S62kBUuMqRI/AAAAAAAACF8/cagP1X3lN5A/s400/011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-652882297485089672?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/652882297485089672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=652882297485089672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/652882297485089672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/652882297485089672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-fact-1-suddenly-i-miss-going-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S62geN0cBbI/AAAAAAAACF0/SAqvLPtMtcw/s72-c/09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5319162248579160483</id><published>2010-03-20T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:18:28.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450591191267669970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S6Rjz1th99I/AAAAAAAACE8/TNJWIV4mnd0/s400/Picture+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pepper lunch with darling Farain on Thursday was gratifying. Even though i had to travel all the way to Tangs Orchard just for that, the time spent with her was worth it. And! My favourite bread was there @ Tangs Market so of course i bought it, i've been craving for it since forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450592471602991602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S6Rk-XVQkfI/AAAAAAAACFU/N4XJxpy6uD4/s400/Picture+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450591771029849154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S6RkVlfmxEI/AAAAAAAACFE/3UJKHuLIwtg/s400/Picture+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450592129947490306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S6RkqekPWAI/AAAAAAAACFM/donEbjA9-KQ/s400/Picture+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sleepover at Eunice's was superb. Rainbow cupcakes. I love you, Beth Cooper. MacDelivery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you boobies for being such a wonderful host. Mwahhhhhhh ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-5319162248579160483?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5319162248579160483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5319162248579160483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/03/pepper-lunch-with-darling-farain-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S6Rjz1th99I/AAAAAAAACE8/TNJWIV4mnd0/s72-c/Picture+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-4282854929273656922</id><published>2010-03-17T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T09:10:21.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoying Life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449628394456457650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S6D4JsF1obI/AAAAAAAACEs/IVhbTZogHGw/s400/P2130099_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;West Coast Park yesterday was great. Have i ever mentioned that i love my cousins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449628925408696370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S6D4omCt2DI/AAAAAAAACE0/YVCK1nxzA04/s400/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Cycling today was awesome. Even the word awesome could not describe how awesome it actually was. Heh, and mainly because __________. Hahahaha, i am proud to declare that Diyana Sait (with her partner in crime, Afifah Miami) is officially a stalker :D And oh ya, that man in white is my dad. And fyi he is actually tucking his tummy in to make him look "more macho", as quoted from him. Whatever, dad -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-4282854929273656922?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4282854929273656922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4282854929273656922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/03/west-coast-park-yesterday-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S6D4JsF1obI/AAAAAAAACEs/IVhbTZogHGw/s72-c/P2130099_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-6372032353608678537</id><published>2010-03-14T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T23:51:42.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S5yQXEVFJJI/AAAAAAAACEk/3QLp3ZVnYsQ/s1600-h/041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448388375185007762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S5yQXEVFJJI/AAAAAAAACEk/3QLp3ZVnYsQ/s400/041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The holidays are here. I don't know if i should go yipeee or bleaaah. Because..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holidays = nothing to do at home = boredom = go out = spend spend spend, which will then equates to a poor Diyana. Ha ha, Zirca on Monday is predicted to be boring so i'm planning to give it a miss. And oh ya, that random photo above is taken during Olympic Fest in which by the way, i'm in Garnet (weirdo name -.-) Not enough with Lewis in BBSS, i'm stuck once again in red house in MI. Anyway, this will be my first time posting using my beloved Blackberry so i'm not sure what the outcome will be like. Aha &lt;em&gt;jakun&lt;/em&gt; right, okay bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-6372032353608678537?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6372032353608678537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6372032353608678537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/03/holidays-are-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S5yQXEVFJJI/AAAAAAAACEk/3QLp3ZVnYsQ/s72-c/041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5606766517262114450</id><published>2010-03-08T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T06:08:13.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S5T_kpgihoI/AAAAAAAACEc/E2oB2NWKhlc/s1600-h/02.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446258854480479874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S5T_kpgihoI/AAAAAAAACEc/E2oB2NWKhlc/s400/02.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love is in the air. Clichéd much? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is it just me, or is it really the season of love for everyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Disgusting yet exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-5606766517262114450?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5606766517262114450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5606766517262114450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-is-in-air.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S5T_kpgihoI/AAAAAAAACEc/E2oB2NWKhlc/s72-c/02.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-1110259789399403053</id><published>2010-02-26T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T08:06:49.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laughing Out Loud.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442581338343902946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S4fu5CUojuI/AAAAAAAACEM/No5_WkDZPQQ/s400/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My evening was fruitfully spent with the Miami sisters. Never had I laughed so hard after so long. Thank you for putting up with my fickle-mindedness and my heheheheh, mushy stories. "Ears are always open for your tales", as quoted from Lysa. Awww. Ha ha i am so going to have a great night sleep tonight. After all the high hopes and possibilities listed out by the Miami sisters. And with my pillow hugged very close to my chest, or shall i say breast? Aha, inside joke. Okay good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-1110259789399403053?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/1110259789399403053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/1110259789399403053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/02/laugh-out-loud.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S4fu5CUojuI/AAAAAAAACEM/No5_WkDZPQQ/s72-c/11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5760149642873698213</id><published>2010-02-19T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T07:48:11.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A.M Turns 17! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S36pRMH1TKI/AAAAAAAACDk/lrBkIJqPliI/s1600-h/IMG00149-20100218-1925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439971512687086754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S36pRMH1TKI/AAAAAAAACDk/lrBkIJqPliI/s400/IMG00149-20100218-1925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439970309047314466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S36oLINv6CI/AAAAAAAACDc/niJCsIfzbt8/s400/IMG00147-20100218-1845.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439970082315832722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S36n97kwDZI/AAAAAAAACDU/1v28gdKNR28/s400/IMG00145-20100218-1844.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439977803847297666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S36u_YhT6oI/AAAAAAAACD8/d0uKlMH7_y4/s400/IMG00148-20100218-1920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling officially turned 17 yesterday! Thank you to everyone who turned up to add on to the joyous occasion and made Afifah's already wide smile even wider. Once again, happy birthday Afifah Miami! Hope you liked the gift hamper my mum and i made especially for you. And omg your tag, ha ha sweet nyeeee! Shh dont mention it, ILYT B!&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/132494328781558688-5760149642873698213?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/5760149642873698213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=5760149642873698213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5760149642873698213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5760149642873698213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S36pRMH1TKI/AAAAAAAACDk/lrBkIJqPliI/s72-c/IMG00149-20100218-1925.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5094898660453861680</id><published>2010-02-16T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T07:50:55.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess who's back? Diyana Sa'it, thats who! Ha ha but as usual it won't be for long though! I guess I've got bored of updating, blogging, facebook-ing bla bla. For those who still do not know, I appealed for Millennia Institute (MI) after deciding that Innova jc is def too far for me. Nah i'm not pampered but its just that basically all the previous schools i'm from were just of walking distance away, and i'm afraid i cant adapt to the 2-bus-journey to school everyday (i was late for first day orientation @ Innova btw, what a loser right? -.-) Okay anyway, enough about school, lets talk about how my long weekend have been instead :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday: Eve of CNY/ Valentine's Day was aweeesome for me. Went out with The MI Prince, but nah its just a friendly outing. We're both still fighting for Cinderella ha ha! Oh my, i know what you guys must be thinking:- this bitch who went MIA for so long and finally, she came back with an update but with a lot of weird terms in her latest post. Heheheehe sorry, but its just some inside thing we have among the Millennians. But anyway, the picnic went well. The place was great to catch the sunset and the environment there is really good for heart to heart talks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438427777195720018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S3ktP9RePVI/AAAAAAAACCE/sCrOZeTd8F4/s400/IMG00134-20100213-1843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438428405749521570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S3kt0i0YHKI/AAAAAAAACCM/6kkffQcgBKo/s400/IMG00135-20100213-1904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sunday: On CNY/ Valentine's Day itself, relatives came over for a big gathering. We had a barbeque and i ate till i'm literally bloated, i tell you. Took this opportunity to invite my beloved darlings over. HA HA! Thanks for coming Miami sisters, i love you. And Afifah for your Vday heart and gift (even though i didnt even get to taste it cause the little elves dah kebas semuanye!) Busty didnt come cause she "dont feel like going out". Mussst be busy with _ _ _ _, ha ha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438437016663516194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S3k1pw-QZCI/AAAAAAAACC0/FqcktabURIs/s400/P1140503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438430301545457090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S3kvi5NWZcI/AAAAAAAACCc/kNalLwWuHLA/s400/P1140492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438866731180848754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S3q8ecS5dnI/AAAAAAAACDE/5kprEjHV6cQ/s400/P1140504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Monday: Sissy and I headed for Adele's house around 8pm as we decided on a last minute plan to prepare a little surprise for Ninie since it'd be her birthday the next day (16/2). We searched for a cake shop thats opened but sadly, we couldnt find one so we decided to get her chocolates instead. At the stroke of midnight, we shouted "Happy Birthday Icaaaaaaaaaaa!" together with our present as well. Glad she appreciated it. Once again, Happy Birthday, cute little cousin Nur Anisah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438862929892033986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S3q5BLZBRcI/AAAAAAAACC8/QZ7i1beWJCE/s400/P1150507_picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tuesday: Back to Tangs Orchard for work. Boohoo. And Wednesday, back to MI for school. Gotta go everyone, i've got to start packing my bag for school. Omg i sound so secondary school ha ha! Good night, mwahhhh :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-5094898660453861680?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5094898660453861680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5094898660453861680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/02/guess-whos-back-me-thats-who-ha-ha-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S3ktP9RePVI/AAAAAAAACCE/sCrOZeTd8F4/s72-c/IMG00134-20100213-1843.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-3812845441672639222</id><published>2010-01-11T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T19:13:03.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S0vfUGPKR2I/AAAAAAAACBw/1aVyyoCmcOQ/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425675712462473058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S0vfUGPKR2I/AAAAAAAACBw/1aVyyoCmcOQ/s400/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Results are out. Alhamdulillah, its satisfying enough for me to decide on a shopping spree right away. The past few weeks have been great. Thanks to all the super awesome friends i have in Tangs Orchard. Let me recall..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Countdown at Sentosa with Aina, Joe and friends &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not to forget, Aina's generous treat to Sinaran Hati Gemilang &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lunch breaks with Zen (and cockroaches, haha)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jokes shared during working hours with Chris and Eugene&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smoke breaks with Nadia and Ernie. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But suddenly i miss my schooling days. But anyway congrats to everyone who's gotten back their O level results. May we excel with whatever points that we've got. Plus, satisfying results is equivalent to a satisfying day. Spent half of my time with Afah &amp;amp; Anne. And another half with Ayie and friends. Goddd, i miss him so much man. And Tamby, kaki tangan aku semua lebam tau babi kau -.- And ps, alot of people owe me a treat due to what they call "good results". Yay cant wait, haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-3812845441672639222?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/3812845441672639222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=3812845441672639222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/3812845441672639222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/3812845441672639222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2010/01/results-are-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/S0vfUGPKR2I/AAAAAAAACBw/1aVyyoCmcOQ/s72-c/Picture+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5158299301597930448</id><published>2009-12-25T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T02:31:27.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SzSSogWqRHI/AAAAAAAACBo/9WQYsFOX-s0/s1600-h/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419117476210951282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SzSSogWqRHI/AAAAAAAACBo/9WQYsFOX-s0/s400/Picture+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yay its Christmas. Thanks to the closure of Tangs, i can finally get a day of rest after days of working. The rain today is superbly wonderful. Together with a few great DVDs, chocolate waffles and a bottle of green tea, today will be the best day i ever had after so long. And by the way, Merry Christmas to all! Have a great day ahead. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And my problematic tagboard is making problems again. Sorry for the delay in replying your tags.&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/132494328781558688-5158299301597930448?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/5158299301597930448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=5158299301597930448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5158299301597930448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5158299301597930448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/12/yay-its-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SzSSogWqRHI/AAAAAAAACBo/9WQYsFOX-s0/s72-c/Picture+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-7762725186031422942</id><published>2009-12-20T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T18:04:14.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417497828874459170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sy7Rkn2DGCI/AAAAAAAACBY/kUb5l0b-LAw/s400/DSC01700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adele wrote that upon knowing that i'm coming over to their place for the night. How sweet.. Aw you guys are the best man. Late night pasar malam &amp;amp; talks, i am so doing that again some other time! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good morning, by the way.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And oh, i just found out that the pretty boy that i spotted in Phobia 2 long ago is about my age and his name is Charlie. Godddd i'm super sloooow -.-&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/132494328781558688-7762725186031422942?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/7762725186031422942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=7762725186031422942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/7762725186031422942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/7762725186031422942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/12/adele-wrote-that-upon-knowing-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sy7Rkn2DGCI/AAAAAAAACBY/kUb5l0b-LAw/s72-c/DSC01700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-1340475389681201475</id><published>2009-12-17T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T18:54:48.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Star Struck.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416399048155308146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SyrqPKsPoHI/AAAAAAAACBQ/ZCOA8fpmnGI/s400/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Michelle Chia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love her. And why so? Because she's ultra ultra (10x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gorgeous. Both on and offscreen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now i'm so thankful i'm working in town area.&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/132494328781558688-1340475389681201475?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/1340475389681201475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=1340475389681201475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/1340475389681201475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/1340475389681201475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/12/star-struck.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SyrqPKsPoHI/AAAAAAAACBQ/ZCOA8fpmnGI/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-8932422804227158281</id><published>2009-12-13T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T17:27:20.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sisterly Affection.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414893036806560994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SyWQhxOXXOI/AAAAAAAACBI/xyTZ0GR1394/s400/DSC01680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414892952901693778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SyWQc4p4sVI/AAAAAAAACBA/-lrFiGVTabI/s400/DSC01687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414892793755180786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SyWQTnyZnvI/AAAAAAAACA4/VXozcIrH_1E/s400/DSC01690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414892308073333794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SyWP3We0xCI/AAAAAAAACAw/XY59KbrFeyg/s400/DSC01692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Younger sis fetched me from work in the evening. Had our dinner at Swensen's Ion Orchard. Thank you Nadjoyo for the dinner treat. I had alot of great laughs with you. We walked around town then trained back together. Off she went home while i make my way to 620. Good morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-8932422804227158281?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/8932422804227158281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=8932422804227158281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8932422804227158281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8932422804227158281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/12/sisterly-affection.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SyWQhxOXXOI/AAAAAAAACBI/xyTZ0GR1394/s72-c/DSC01680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5068541232817220975</id><published>2009-12-07T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T05:21:14.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Off Duty.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sxzs_JSyNgI/AAAAAAAACAg/Vy8gb98bGPE/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412479328240705714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sxz9RcHuoLI/AAAAAAAACAo/j-cICqcspy8/s400/34.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I miss school. Thyroid is scary. I have a lot of things to catch up on. I've been missing episodes of my favourite dramas due to my hectic work schedule. I think i'm quitting. But wait, why am i turning into a quitter? And yes, i still have not watch New Moon. You suck, Diyana. Call yourself a fan of the Twilight saga. Also, happy belated birthday Mimipixie. Laughter is indeed the best medicine. Thank you guys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-5068541232817220975?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/5068541232817220975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=5068541232817220975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5068541232817220975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5068541232817220975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/12/off-duty.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sxz9RcHuoLI/AAAAAAAACAo/j-cICqcspy8/s72-c/34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-976653478916394090</id><published>2009-11-29T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T05:34:13.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409503285198696082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SxJqk72TrpI/AAAAAAAACAY/BhlZ2S9KRCQ/s400/DSC01614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been swimming too much lately. This has got to stop. For the sake of my already too-dark skin. Sentosa with Syaee just made it worse. But the time spent with her was worth it though (: As expected, i just got home after an hour of swim. I'm pretty exhausted. I have this habit of procrastinating whenever it comes to replying texts. I'm dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm going to the movies tomorrow. Even though i'm broke. But thankfully, i've got a job now. That means i wont have to burden Mummy anymore for cash. I'm loving life. Yet i kind of miss those days when i always laugh real hard countless of time in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afifah, i miss kissing you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anira, i miss your busty bust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-976653478916394090?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/976653478916394090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=976653478916394090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/976653478916394090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/976653478916394090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-been-swimming-too-much-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SxJqk72TrpI/AAAAAAAACAY/BhlZ2S9KRCQ/s72-c/DSC01614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-3679848016575981899</id><published>2009-11-25T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T05:56:06.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;One Year Older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it nice? You've turned eight today. Time to be a better role model for your little brother. Always remember to remind him to do his Jumbo book whenever i'm not at home. And cut down on those time you spent playing your games in Facebook (!!) Its frustrating how someone so young like you can be so competent and updated. Not fair. This is for you sissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Happy birthday, Dhaniah Sait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408031614740839570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sw0wGcK1vJI/AAAAAAAACAA/Kh4Fr--1gzY/s400/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadjoyo and I made a whole lotta mess in the kitchen just to bake a cake for the birthday girl. No no, its not some ordinary cake. Its her favourite delicacy - Brownie! Thought we could bake our time away at home since we've got nothing to do anyway. We also saved Mummy the burden from forking out at least $20 to buy a brownie cake from a confectionery shop. I feel like an angel already. I'm just happy that the rest of the family appreciated our effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408033410283825490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sw0xu9FpaVI/AAAAAAAACAQ/dPE-feDFgXk/s400/DSC01602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408032794924000290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sw0xLIsbpCI/AAAAAAAACAI/pIZhTsboC0k/s400/DSC01606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-3679848016575981899?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/3679848016575981899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=3679848016575981899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/3679848016575981899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/3679848016575981899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-year-older.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sw0wGcK1vJI/AAAAAAAACAA/Kh4Fr--1gzY/s72-c/Picture+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-6610956929477817851</id><published>2009-11-23T00:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T00:19:43.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bad Romance.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering whats up with the title? Well, thats Adele's current favourite song, thats why. And she got me hooked on it too after an evening out with her to Vivo/Harbourfront on Saturday. Initial plan was to job hunt but then we grew tired of all the walking so spent most of our time relaxing at Vivo instead. The urge to meet cute little Ninie was so strong that i decided to spent the night at her house. We took 963 home and it was the longest bus ride i ever had in my life (!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the photos. Adele, call me if you want all of them and i'll try to be online pronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Swo9tkrVO5I/AAAAAAAAB_g/8Omj5oIO6EQ/s1600/PB210421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407202155760532370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Swo9tkrVO5I/AAAAAAAAB_g/8Omj5oIO6EQ/s400/PB210421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407204206571968962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Swo_k8i4WcI/AAAAAAAAB_w/aMw-0WFS-xc/s400/PB210403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Swo9ezCfhMI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/0atIWR9ojQQ/s1600/PB210399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407201901917734082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Swo9ezCfhMI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/0atIWR9ojQQ/s400/PB210399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407204974842568530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwpARqk3X1I/AAAAAAAAB_4/iSEQmt1_ncM/s400/PB210413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407201696394015954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Swo9S1Z0dNI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/VnOVfZkCe7g/s400/PB210402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407202384767041858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Swo965yvQUI/AAAAAAAAB_o/wlOAMwZHeUs/s400/PB210419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the white ball there? Its actually a piece of paper. We actually threw that to a guy who was sitting alone somewhere behind us. He actually looked super depressed that i thought he was going to commit suicide or something. So we wrote, "Are You Okay?" on a paper and passed it to him, hoping that it would make him feel better (??). But my throwing skills sucks and it didnt even reach him. Few seconds later, the guy got up and walked away. Haha. Our mission to cheer him up failed -.- Its okay, at least we tried right Adele?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The next day, Sunday, cousins came over to Adele's house and we celebrated Farisha's birthday. That cute yet naughty little baby. 3 years old already ah, stay photogenic always! And your cake was superbly delicious man. Happy birthday once again :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we asked whether can we have another piece of her cake, she said, "NO!". And she even nudged our hand when we tried to cut another piece of her cake for ourselves. Naughty kiddo huh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407201190831970226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Swo81aCb17I/AAAAAAAAB_I/Ms-yYNfzztg/s400/PB220428.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407200939974636802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Swo8mzhYtQI/AAAAAAAAB_A/zJEHYjEtQP0/s400/PB220434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-6610956929477817851?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/6610956929477817851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=6610956929477817851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6610956929477817851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6610956929477817851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/11/bad-romance_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Swo9tkrVO5I/AAAAAAAAB_g/8Omj5oIO6EQ/s72-c/PB210421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-6523751666184923288</id><published>2009-11-20T08:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T08:10:10.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My 2 main highlights of the week ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1. BBSS Graduation Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYiMDEe_kI/AAAAAAAAB9o/_ShzDsIaCXs/s1600/DSC01570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406045993082748482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYiMDEe_kI/AAAAAAAAB9o/_ShzDsIaCXs/s400/DSC01570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you so so much for the head to hands makeover, beloved cousin. I dont know what could i have done without you man. Okay so here are the photos taken during grad night. Not all are uploaded here though. The rest will be in Facebook :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYh4HmgBTI/AAAAAAAAB9g/Qo2fVfXvjqI/s1600/JL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406045650701780274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYh4HmgBTI/AAAAAAAAB9g/Qo2fVfXvjqI/s400/JL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406045585643683810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYh0VPcP-I/AAAAAAAAB9Y/zM-KXDaMumc/s400/E5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406044675196683538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYg_Vj9hRI/AAAAAAAAB9A/PSL-3KMEktY/s400/Picture+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406045519837273506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYhwgF-HaI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/UYCl1GdOru4/s400/yong1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406045386487338722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYhovU3luI/AAAAAAAAB9I/rfCKU66O9CE/s400/Picture+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406044379173387234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYguGyge-I/AAAAAAAAB84/ZQH5T9h-kUU/s400/Picture+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406044227585920018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYglSFPTBI/AAAAAAAAB8w/Diy2SFQIUQQ/s400/Picture+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406044088596596690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYgdMTmh9I/AAAAAAAAB8o/wAzemp3PyOQ/s400/Picture+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406043914738795490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYgTEorA-I/AAAAAAAAB8g/4tCTdw7WqHQ/s400/Picture+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406043769984444354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYgKpYi58I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/82rZlJEN2LQ/s400/Picture+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406043634398602610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 327px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYgCwSXJXI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/gfdi1DzSaBk/s400/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406043347693553522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYfyEOjR3I/AAAAAAAAB8I/ZWx3PbkfYU0/s400/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406043119171333810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYfkw6m7rI/AAAAAAAAB8A/Vib6jYMslKI/s400/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406042914797649170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYfY3kH_RI/AAAAAAAAB74/5uNktdONPWM/s400/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406046929393269906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYjCjGTvJI/AAAAAAAAB9w/RdTPoGe8QnU/s400/4E5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2. Red Camp 6 (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be Apache, be be Apache HAH! Defending champion for best tribe in Red Camp. What more can i say, Apache rocks! Thank you NP for organising such an awesome camp with awesome food and activities (did i tell you that the cast of First Class &amp;amp; Polo Boys and also Singapore Idol's Top 4 came over to NP just for the Red campers? Major awesomeness) and putting me in the awesome Apache tribe. Okay, now lets meet the awesome campers! :D And as usual, more will be uploaded in Facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406052565774432290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYoKoQS-CI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/_ReAV4dqLUA/s400/19112009(010).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406053194652109250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYovPAaycI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/yQ7VNqQf4bo/s400/19112009(018).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406052024948501010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYnrJhWKhI/AAAAAAAAB-I/YGUqZ9ayh1M/s400/19112009(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406053761852471650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYpQP_heWI/AAAAAAAAB-g/gDRyxylE8qM/s400/19112009(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406053977244579170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYpcyZANWI/AAAAAAAAB-o/0U4jebK41_4/s400/19112009(027).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406054405273987010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYp1s7Kp8I/AAAAAAAAB-4/70Ropb3ahqc/s400/19112009(028).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406051853875380306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYnhMOVgFI/AAAAAAAAB-A/W-oGHIqsOm0/s400/18112009(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406051321715137106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYnCNxcmlI/AAAAAAAAB94/T4LEm0RP78E/s400/18112009(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For the rest of the week, most probably i will be busy job hunting. Or just lazing around in my bed while watching telly. Its time i start going swimming regularly again after the sudden stop due to O's. Its also time that i start being active in Facebook and Tagged once again. I've received notification alerts from Tagged requesting me to respond to the comments and stuffs. And i have 57 pending friend requests in Facebook. Nope, this ain't bragging but just telling how things can accumulate to be a huge hassle if you're plain lazy. Okay, time to upload photos in Fb now. Else, Anne's going to kill me. Take care people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-6523751666184923288?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/6523751666184923288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=6523751666184923288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6523751666184923288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6523751666184923288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-2-main-highlights-of-week_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SwYiMDEe_kI/AAAAAAAAB9o/_ShzDsIaCXs/s72-c/DSC01570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-6199430257265477808</id><published>2009-11-13T18:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T19:31:34.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As promised, i'm back with a proper post this time. For the past one month, besides studying i'm also busy celebrating the festive occassions (Hari Raya and Deepavali) with Fifa &amp;amp; Mimipixie. Since there's no Jalan Raya outing for the sec 4E this year, i guess i'll just have to be contented with my mini outings with the Pixies :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sv4bGVshsRI/AAAAAAAAB6w/RX5TE0vaI9w/s1600-h/deepa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403786398608240914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sv4bGVshsRI/AAAAAAAAB6w/RX5TE0vaI9w/s320/deepa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403785076461894066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sv4Z5YURebI/AAAAAAAAB6o/m2gXoyoigik/s320/DSC01442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403783213048708098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sv4YM6j8vAI/AAAAAAAAB6A/WKRPZGJs1ng/s320/Purple+Couple..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------------------------------------------- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Let me show you how messy a girl's room can get if she's really engrossed with her revision for O's. Once i'm done with Maths paper, i'll just chuck all my books to the right end of the room. Once i'm done with Humanities, i'll chuck all of my notes to the left instead. End up, i dont even have the space to walk from my bed to the toilet/ wardrobe -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403783890004832898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sv4Y0Ua3coI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/3YRu8_LphVI/s320/DSC01397.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ironically, my teachers awarded me with this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403783992135023442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sv4Y6Q4me1I/AAAAAAAAB6g/dSMdfaU2JFk/s320/DSC01395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Aren't Mrs Chan and Ms Dee cute? Thank you, teachers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last day of school almost made me moved to tears, upon seeing some of my classmates cried while hugging our teachers. We received little farewell gifts from the teachers and Mrs Chan gave a speech that made me feel like it was the last day of my life, not school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These photos are only 1/5 of what i've taken during our last day of school. I think you people know the reason why the other 4/5 is not up yet :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403795200222965666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sv4jGqRAL6I/AAAAAAAAB7g/e2-J4ABnZSw/s320/DSC01359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403794757546852050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sv4is5KyvtI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/yWfEyQLZkns/s320/DSC01386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403787687084761218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sv4cRVpRIII/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9Y3hx99lTuA/s320/DSC01379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403787502681268162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sv4cGmsDH8I/AAAAAAAAB7I/waH5s3rXaxw/s320/DSC01345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403786682411855650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sv4bW28lLyI/AAAAAAAAB64/UTYpsNAlDow/s320/DSC01349.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403787366588163138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sv4b-rs7JEI/AAAAAAAAB7A/K-aNQL9KiA8/s320/DSC01370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403783562654506402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sv4YhQ8d3aI/AAAAAAAAB6I/r3C3xH2T9Rk/s320/DSC01272.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken while Afifah and me went roaming around the school few days before the start of O's. Initial plan was to climb up the construction ladder leading to the roof of the school but plan was foiled due to many 'Bangs' loitering there. End up, we managed to find an unlocked door that have access to the roof. So, we achieved our aim to reach the rooftop (yay!) but only through the less challenging way :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403782562577375330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sv4XnDXf4GI/AAAAAAAAB5w/63ywA0ztu6I/s320/DSC01286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403782414591547474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sv4XecE7WFI/AAAAAAAAB5o/JKvkvVhtywQ/s320/DSC01282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-6199430257265477808?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/6199430257265477808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=6199430257265477808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6199430257265477808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6199430257265477808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/11/as-promised-im-back-with-proper-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sv4bGVshsRI/AAAAAAAAB6w/RX5TE0vaI9w/s72-c/deepa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-2574162757004162574</id><published>2009-11-12T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T18:35:13.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Phew, Its Finally Over.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SvwhC2sWVJI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/BJDEuTtMl1k/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403230075287641346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SvwhID06HQI/AAAAAAAAB5g/vZzgqTdReAA/s200/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've given the best that i've got.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The rest, i'll leave it to God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, that para above was for my beloved O's that has officially ended today. Yes, let me repeat.. I'm done with my O's already (!!!!!!) So, this time i'm really back and i mean it! Haha. Farewell, boooks and teachers. Welcome back social life and freedom. And of course, helloo workforce = $$$! Another thing that i'm looking forward to - Red Camp :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, today definitely brought about a huge change for me since i'm finally free from the tender loving clutches of O's. But one thing will still remain the same though - the laziness in me ^.^ So i'm really very sorry for this skimpy comeback post. I will be back for more soon. And also to reply those tags from all the beautiful people. So stay tuned :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-2574162757004162574?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/2574162757004162574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=2574162757004162574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/2574162757004162574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/2574162757004162574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/11/phew-its-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SvwhID06HQI/AAAAAAAAB5g/vZzgqTdReAA/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-2164111931310625828</id><published>2009-09-25T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T03:45:44.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SryfDxKXkBI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/Jr9u-BfzKoo/s1600-h/First+Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385354141513519122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SryfDxKXkBI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/Jr9u-BfzKoo/s320/First+Day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selamat Hari Raya!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mohon Maaf Zahir Dan Batin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm so sorry its dying in here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Things have been pretty much hectic these days.&lt;br /&gt;Will be back for proper updates once i'm done &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with my O's. Take care everyone :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-2164111931310625828?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/2164111931310625828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=2164111931310625828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/2164111931310625828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/2164111931310625828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya-mohon-maaf-zahir-dan.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SryfDxKXkBI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/Jr9u-BfzKoo/s72-c/First+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-4606552925961056865</id><published>2009-09-09T18:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T19:17:42.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Happy 090909!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379649731385349490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sqha7Zc_1XI/AAAAAAAAB4w/M-KZdFG4VAY/s320/P9040388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hi, everyone. Check out today's date! Cool huh. It'd be way cooler if its &lt;strong&gt;09:09 am/pm&lt;/strong&gt; but too bad for me, i've missed it. Suprised to see another update so soon? Haha well, its the holidays and i've got nothing much to do besides staring at my biology books. I'm actually even more surprised that we're not called back for supp. lessons, hmm weird plus freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guess what? Lately due to all this "free time" at home, i've been indulging myself in this activity called (get ready to roll your eyes everyone).. &lt;strong&gt;Cooking&lt;/strong&gt; (!!!) Haha yes, this is from the girl who used to cant sit still in the kitchen unless its mealtime. But of course i tried those recipes that are purely simple and not complicated la, i'm just a beginner so cut me some slack okay! First up, i tried Macaroni &amp;amp; Cheese (with a little help from Anne through the phone, thanks ah). Next day, i made Italian Pizza. And i'm planning on baking Brownies today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So far, mum hasn't say anything about me making a mess in the kitchen. I guess she's still recovering from the shock that her daughter has finally bloomed into a full woman whose place is rightfully in the kitchen :O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha okay kidding, shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may i ask, why does &lt;strong&gt;Singapore Idol&lt;/strong&gt; contestant Sylvia Ratonel looks so different now? Wow she's superbly gorgeous, i didn't know she had that much beauty within her. But her Duffy's voice impersonation just isn't nice for me though, love her actual voice during auditions and all. Anyway congrats to Mae Star Maria for being the only special one to get into the Top 13. No, i'm not rooting for them or anything. In fact, actually i like all the contestants till its so hard to choose who's my ultimate favourite. But all the best to all contestants anyway ya (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nobody forewarned me that he's a jerk. And obviously i blame that Nobody for this lovelorn state i'm in right now. And who may you ask, is that Nobody? Simple.. That Nobody is me. You should never blame anyone else for anything. I should have seen it coming. But i didn't. Therefore, i blame myself and no one else. Not even him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ew shut up already. I sound so emo, i'm disgusted myself. But well, that was something random i came up with when my mum suddenly brought up his name yesterday. Told mum everything and she said, "He's not worthy of you". I guess for once, i totally agree with her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Its interesting how the both of us can turn from strangers to friends.&lt;br /&gt;But what's more interesting is ...&lt;br /&gt;How the both of us turned from friends, right back again to strangers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'm done for today. Facebook and Tagged will have to wait cause i'm lazy (standard eh haha). Bye. Have a good day, y'all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-4606552925961056865?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/4606552925961056865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=4606552925961056865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4606552925961056865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4606552925961056865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-090909-hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sqha7Zc_1XI/AAAAAAAAB4w/M-KZdFG4VAY/s72-c/P9040388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5827394106292579334</id><published>2009-09-05T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:27:38.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Smile Like The Sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello everyone! Bet you guys are doing great with the September Break just around the corner. All the best for Bro and all his 4NA/T peeps for their N Level examinations. Happy mugging for those sitting for their O's real real soon (i speak as if i'm not included in the list -.-) And to the rest, enjoy and savour every little moment of funtime while you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start off with the &lt;strong&gt;Teachers' Day Celebrations&lt;/strong&gt;. Mrs S R Nathan was our guest of honour and hell yeaaaaaah, i got to shake hands with her! How cool is that :D Was hoping that Mr President himself could come but tooo bad, he must be busy somewhere else. I badly wanna see his cute face real live! Erm okay, that sounds so disgusting. But anyway, i enjoyed and love the performances done by the juniors. Well done huh, i'm starting to know how to appreciate Arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Initial plan was to make these cute little handicrafts for my teachers (see pictures below). But i gave up halfway as they tend to break at every slight rough movements i made. So, in the end, i woke mum up and pestered her to bake cupcakes together with me. Halfway through, i was so tired and fell asleep on the sofa, leaving my mum to finish the cupcakes on her own. Oops sorry Mummy, i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SqJoKA04JyI/AAAAAAAAB4A/o19sgxx-p1Q/s1600-h/P9030385.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377972837207659954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SqJlzT12VbI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/9ndIO88SE-M/s320/P8290364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377973112370032802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SqJmDU5q8KI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/Gk5MbwPdMoM/s320/P8290366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;M-P stands for Mr Pu and M-C for Mrs Chan. They looked so cute and perfect at first but then they got into a "terrible accident" which broke their limbs and leave them handicapped -.- Sorry Mr Pu and Mrs Chan, i meant the dolls not the both of you. Sad to say, after my pathetic first outcome i felt discouraged to try again for my other 7 teachers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;------------------------------------------ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Got home to change before going out again to meet Mimipixie to catch &lt;strong&gt;Bandslam&lt;/strong&gt; together, just right after buka (break fast). Good movie there but no WOW factor though. Superbly funny at some parts - "2 times". Inside thing with Macha S, haha. After the movie, met Fifapixie and Anne to celebrate Ghazali's birthday. Boy, was he really surprised! Happy birthday once again &lt;strong&gt;Abang Ghaz&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of birthday, another special person in my life just turned 12 few days back (pheweeet!) That special person is none other than my super annoying and barbaric sister, &lt;strong&gt;Nadiah Sa'it&lt;/strong&gt;. Okay la, i was just kidding -.- You are obviously the total opposite, and plus that sexy ass and pretty face of yours, you are def the best sister i ever had. Happy birthday once again. Hope you liked that little present i gave you (with help from Afah and Anne, thank you dudes)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377976609314387938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SqJpO4CLN-I/AAAAAAAAB4I/TIsWhENuW0k/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377974698883598530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SqJnfrH-yMI/AAAAAAAAB34/VCj7dj-AZRc/s320/P9030386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377974367551430434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SqJnMY0PHyI/AAAAAAAAB3w/9_dWEtHkxfw/s320/P9030384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She's a chocolate freak, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377974010168049954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SqJm3ldZgSI/AAAAAAAAB3o/sH-BLsej_jU/s320/P9030370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377973761952016386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SqJmpIyFaAI/AAAAAAAAB3g/cI2Guf07g_o/s320/P9030375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Why the weird name - Nadjoyo? Inside family joke :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-5827394106292579334?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/5827394106292579334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=5827394106292579334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5827394106292579334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5827394106292579334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/09/smile-like-sun.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SqJlzT12VbI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/9ndIO88SE-M/s72-c/P8290364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-32037703924919852</id><published>2009-08-27T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T23:03:00.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Welcome Back, DS!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374889046505779538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SpdxHEQdcVI/AAAAAAAAB3I/2ldM5wLOXmc/s200/P8150363.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Okay wow, i know its been sooooo long. Firstly, hello people, young and old! Haha yes Mummy, that old part is for you. A lot has happened over the past days (?), weeks (?) that i've been gone. Gosh, there's so much that i dont even know where to start. Okay, National Day season is over so thats why i took down the One United People song haha actually wanted to keep it there as my blog's theme song but i dont want people to think i'm still living in the past -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, besides my super unexpected yet gratifying O Level Malay results which made me go smiling and hugging people around like crazy for the whole day, another happier side note would be that its already Bulan Ramadhan (the fasting month for the Muslims). That means, Hari Raya is just around the corner. That'll also meaaaan.. $$$$$$! Haha time to fill up your pockets with those things called cash, kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait, before we even think about all that. Let's talk about Prelims - sssucks suuucks succcks succcks suckssss. I have been burying my nose into my books quite often now, but i dont think its productive though since i still find the papers i've sat for so far tough and NOT doable. Maybe its just my studying skills or maybe, its just me who sucks actually. Haha so, any tips, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so basically i'm starting to enjoy Mendaki lessons. And attending lessons regularly. And oh ya, Ms Anisah ordered Pizza Hut for us on the week before the fasting month starts. Hawaiian, sweet spicy drumlets, garlic bread and so so much more. Yummy i can feel my salivary glands acting up as i'm uploading these haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374873700926295554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SpdjJ1hNDgI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/bjzFdEG_IkQ/s320/P8150365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374874520357549538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Spdj5iI1teI/AAAAAAAAB2g/vsN0KDfLSaU/s320/mad+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And not to forget, my little Homey's birthday - Maggie Nah, on the 20th Aug. Spend the night before at Em's house baking a cake for the birthday girl. Must love it hor! Very delicious right? Cause all of our sweat + saliva must've been mixed in while baking it! Haha kidding! Okay, can someone tell me why is it that i'm talking so much about food when i'm fasting right now? Tsk. I think i shall go shut my kitchen door right now to prevent me from further tempatations!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And have i told you guys that i'm bored? I totally dont feel like studying. Totally dont feel like sleeping. Totally dont feel like surfing the net after i'm done with this post. Totally dont feel like watching telly. I feel like going out. No wait, i feel like going to cousin's house. I want to break my fast together with them there. I want to watch Jangan Pandang Belakang Congkak again! Super lame yet funny horror movie haha. Okay, let me go text Adele now. Hopefully she finishes school early, i really cant sit still in this chair already! Okay bye people, may you guys have a great weekend ahead! And oh ya, what should i buy for my teachers for Teachers' Day? Hmmmm. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's play the past. Is that too much to ask?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crushed "crush". Get it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-32037703924919852?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/32037703924919852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=32037703924919852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/32037703924919852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/32037703924919852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-wow-i-know-its-been-sooooo-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SpdxHEQdcVI/AAAAAAAAB3I/2ldM5wLOXmc/s72-c/P8150363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-4007952871608429803</id><published>2009-08-09T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T08:11:12.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Singapore!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367968199214978914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sn7aou_NV2I/AAAAAAAAB2A/LavyhNe6fEU/s400/fireworks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beautiful fireworks indeed, credits to imageshack. This year's National Day Performance was spectacular! Though i just watched it on television, it was still great. Different from the past years.. I so looove the way they blend the past years national day theme songs together and the storyline of the total 10 chapters. Whoever that planned the performance was really ingenious, two thumbs up for that whoever :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh my, i feel so patriotic all of a sudden haha psst, i dutifully recite the pledge at 8.22pm just now okay! That also explains why i changed my blog song to &lt;strong&gt;One United People&lt;/strong&gt;, the national day theme song in 2003 (if i'm not wrong -.-), cause i think thats one of the songs that is catchy yet sends the message across. But whatever it is, happy 44th birthday Singapore! I will always and forever love you. Muaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Once a Singaporean, always a Singaporean (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-4007952871608429803?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/4007952871608429803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=4007952871608429803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4007952871608429803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4007952871608429803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-singapore-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sn7aou_NV2I/AAAAAAAAB2A/LavyhNe6fEU/s72-c/fireworks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-8167366578578949105</id><published>2009-08-01T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T03:55:00.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SnT0zaCld7I/AAAAAAAAB1w/FsMZzj4r5Sg/s1600-h/jelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365182220105775026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SnT0zaCld7I/AAAAAAAAB1w/FsMZzj4r5Sg/s320/jelly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Random photo taken during Racial Harmony Day. Indeed, we live in a multi-racial society, haha Jelly's wearing the Malay ethnic costume while i'm wearing the Chinese one :) Mummy's cooking Tom Yam specially for me, yay! Haha. And cousins will be coming over tonight, double yay-ness! Whats not yay is that there's Nat Veg test on Monday and i still cant bring myself to understand whatever thats topic about. Oo i'm doooomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, i have nothing else to type about actually. This whole week has been like a roller-coaster ride for me, not physically but emotionally. At times i'll feel like being super nice, yet the next minute i can turn very nasty. Deliberately showing attitude towards that someone, tsk i dont know whats wrong with me man. Oh no, this isn't PMS (i think) but whatever, he deserves it anyway haha. Anyway on a happy side note, Caleb's birthday was a success. Guess what he texted all of us? &lt;strong&gt;I would really like to thank you girls for making today one of my most memorable birthdays ever :-)&lt;/strong&gt; Awwwwwwwwwwwww! You're most welcome, &lt;em&gt;Callie&lt;/em&gt; :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family will be going Sentosa tomorrow, without me. I cant believe that i turned down something as good as the beach but i dont feel like exposing myself to the hot sun anytime soon so ya, thats why.. So anyone wanna accompany me at home? We can play my sisters' Barbie doll set together since they wont be around to catch us (!) Hahaha okay that was sooo lame and i have to go off now, Tom Yam's calling me already! Byeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And hey Bangs, if you're reading this.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GET WELL SOON!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 days without you in class was such a bleaaaah haha so come back soon, babe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-8167366578578949105?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/8167366578578949105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=8167366578578949105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8167366578578949105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8167366578578949105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-photo-taken-during-racial.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SnT0zaCld7I/AAAAAAAAB1w/FsMZzj4r5Sg/s72-c/jelly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-8362188918796472654</id><published>2009-07-24T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T06:32:22.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Smmzg5V6Y0I/AAAAAAAAB04/8V8N-PSkfU4/s1600-h/cupcake+D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362014209091199810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Smmzg5V6Y0I/AAAAAAAAB04/8V8N-PSkfU4/s200/cupcake+D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey people (!), wah its been a long time since i've been in here. Haha sorry for the loooong silence. Just updating to inform you that Diyana Sait is still alive and kicking haha. Birthday celebrations was awesome, thanks to my favourite girls who planned a suprise party for me, with surprising people too :D Haha not to forget, all those who've wished me or gave me birthday gifts, thank you so so much! Hugs and kisses for you guys man! Haha. Racial harmony day was great! Thanks to the Cheongsam (hope i spelt this right) that i got as a birthday present :) Happy moments aside, Prelims is about a month away. There's already a countdown to Prelims at the class whiteboard and its kind of pressuring me a little. But somehow though, i'm still not consistent in doing my revision yet. Someone, motivate me pleeease! Tomorrow's gonna be a busy day, English project in the morning, West Coast in the afternoon, Harry Potter 6 in the evening. Oh my i think i'm going crazy soon. But anyway, life's great. Because why? Nah, i'm not telling yoooooou figure it out yourself :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-8362188918796472654?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/8362188918796472654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=8362188918796472654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8362188918796472654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8362188918796472654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-people-wah-its-been-long-time-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Smmzg5V6Y0I/AAAAAAAAB04/8V8N-PSkfU4/s72-c/cupcake+D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-6391229164836471715</id><published>2009-07-11T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T05:21:28.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friends = Love.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357162963337653074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Slh3VOmeq1I/AAAAAAAAB0w/4TeKyzmBJnY/s320/animals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This whole week (minus the one day of Youth Day holiday) of school was, chaotic? Hectic? Dramatic? You name it, anything can describe it. I'm sorry for those trapped in this vicious cycle of friendship. But being bystanders, its hard for us too, right Nira and Afah? I really hope all parties can reconcile and be happy just like old times, cause this friendship flu is scaring me more than the current swine flu is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Also, i realise that i'm very very very lagging in the present-day situations. Things that people already knew since days ago, i will only come to know of it few minutes ago. Haha, slow huh? And because of that, i missed my chance to read what the hate tags in 4E5's class tagboard was about. Almost everyone was talking about it in class and i was "huh?"-ing all the way. Tsk. And i just discovered that super cute BUT insane (haha!) new girl, Emellene's blog and FB like, 10 minutes ago when everyone was already tagging her like crazy. Haha. So people, pleaseeeeeeee i beg of you. If there's anything interesting or wicked that might actually catch my interest, tag me (as soon as possible, not one week later -.-)! Cause i really dont bloghop much and truthfully, my FB/FS/Tagged accounts are all just for show for the first few weeks only. Really! Pathetic + lazy, i know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway i wont be updating as often from now on. Reason? Cause Prelims are nearing and i'll be so anxious that i'll lock myself up in my room 24/7. No, not revising but mostly, stoning -.- But i know you people are not like me and will be studying like mad in your rooms. Continue to persist on ok! Goodbye. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-6391229164836471715?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/6391229164836471715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=6391229164836471715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6391229164836471715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6391229164836471715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/07/friends-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Slh3VOmeq1I/AAAAAAAAB0w/4TeKyzmBJnY/s72-c/animals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-654325470545719398</id><published>2009-07-07T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T02:54:02.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;An Adventuresome Trip.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;I'm baaaaaaaaaack! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355664265406777778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SlMkRhvTCbI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/kj1bskTVHno/s320/P7050325.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355659863330885026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SlMgRSunjaI/AAAAAAAABzw/Fm5i50L1zqA/s320/P7050375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355659154607025986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SlMfoChrr0I/AAAAAAAABzg/rLZE55NVZho/s320/P7050370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355658761974069186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SlMfRL2sN8I/AAAAAAAABzQ/o_pv6M1dkgQ/s320/P7050360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355658380777407202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SlMe6_yUwuI/AAAAAAAABzI/O900nhX4uwM/s320/P7050334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355665009265057586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SlMk8007nzI/AAAAAAAAB0g/LxRNp1eaoUI/s320/P7050312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355658073818492434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SlMepIRnbhI/AAAAAAAABzA/_UMzpXwqXb8/s320/P7050352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355655669558226962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SlMcdLtTMBI/AAAAAAAAByo/0RkfYgYJqFw/s320/P7050354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355659616579579394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SlMgC7ghbgI/AAAAAAAABzo/9tzvOwuVxK0/s320/P7050366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355658975675029474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SlMfdn8-F-I/AAAAAAAABzY/NOgN1XIaFcQ/s320/P7050363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355657774227064146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SlMeXsNdBVI/AAAAAAAABy4/C2LkF8mEPOk/s320/P7050316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ooooh the free flow of rambutans and durians! Feeling hungry? Just walk to the nearest tree and you can just pluck (but not for the durians ok) any of these to fill your stomachs with :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gunung Ledang!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355661241751042290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SlMhhhvl-PI/AAAAAAAAB0A/ejXIuoJ6Wpc/s320/P7060397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355661720433598210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SlMh9Y-aHwI/AAAAAAAAB0I/GBNFmTEShSQ/s320/P7060398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355660821167094322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SlMhJC8kOjI/AAAAAAAABz4/Vl5hqf0I8xU/s320/P7060400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355662062114565106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SlMiRR1f6_I/AAAAAAAAB0Q/5L61gc630to/s320/P7060414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Great experience we had there, especially for Fifie (since it was her first time there, yet still so bold to follow me all the way to the top)! Indeed, it was thrilling and syiok! :D First, we all had to hike up to the middle of the mountain for the perfect spot. Waddle waddle in the waters then me and Fifie decided to spice things up a little and climbed up all the way till the summit of the mountain, still in the waters though. Hope you dont mind Fie, i took out an excerpt from your post cause i really am lazy to type out the mishap that happened while we were there:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And then , something tragic happened .Well, Diy survived the case. The water currents somewhere at the stream sucked Diy in but she manage to overcome it. Didn't let us know, Hilman swam to that part and got sucked in too but he couldn't fight the currents. He shouted lah for help. I was laughing cause I thought that he was playing a joke. But he turned pale. So, my Uncle quickly went to him and grabbed him . And after that , didn't expect them to be sucked in too !We all panicked ah, but luckily he's strong enough to overcome, just like Diy did. Phew. Went back down . Then, play crocodile at this peaceful place. Hah, I was the first one to be the crocodile, Pathetic. Catch Diy and all .Play play play. Had Lunch at the house and off back to Singapore !" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Taken from Fifie's blog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, thank god everyone got home safe and sound! A memorable time i had there with my relatives (: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And here goes my photo of the day (credits to Adele cousin) :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355665816787738706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SlMlr1FV4FI/AAAAAAAAB0o/XX320cWVZvw/s320/P7050340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-654325470545719398?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/654325470545719398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=654325470545719398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/654325470545719398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/654325470545719398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/07/adventuresome-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SlMkRhvTCbI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/kj1bskTVHno/s72-c/P7050325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5204758594588172866</id><published>2009-07-04T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T04:06:24.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Inappropriate Timing.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354479517276203138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sk7uwHBaaII/AAAAAAAAByg/g3oHYHtzdCE/s320/Picture+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Decided to delete my previous post. Cause Mummy felt that it was like, "washing my dirty laundry in public." And yeaaaaaa, the three musketeers are back in action! I've learnt to accept the fact that things can never always happen the way i want it to be. And still clinging on to that fact, looks like i cant use this weekend + youth day holiday to complete my pile of homework. Gave school a miss yesterday and favourite peepos came over after school to pass me my holiday homework, thanks y'all. We had a feast when Mummy prepared all types of food, from fruits all the way to fries and nuggets. But thank you anyway, love you Mum (: Oh mannnnnnnnnnnn! Gunung Ledang tomorrow. But it will be more of a visiting-distant-relatives trip rather than an enjoyable-and-sightseeing trip. Dad says most probably i wont have time to even settle down and do my homework there, so looks like the pile of work i have on my desk table will still remain as a pile if i dont start working on them now. So, goodbye everyone and enjoy your loooooooong weekend (for youths, i mean)! And eh, Shahid Kapoor later on at @ 4pm, Bollywood Masti &lt;em&gt;- Jab We Met&lt;/em&gt;! Aaaah, melts :DDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-5204758594588172866?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/5204758594588172866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=5204758594588172866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5204758594588172866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5204758594588172866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/07/inappropriate-timing_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sk7uwHBaaII/AAAAAAAAByg/g3oHYHtzdCE/s72-c/Picture+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-8619323831217752089</id><published>2009-06-29T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T03:42:15.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Leading A Blissful Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352687059336615394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SkiQhU2W1eI/AAAAAAAAByA/AgV1PJNmKck/s320/Picture+02312.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Yesterday marks mum and dad's 17th anniversary and also, dad's birthday (!!) Initially the plan was to bring him out to Marina Barrage (actually more like, him bringing us out since he's the one driving -.-) to celebrate both special occasions but everyone woke up waay past noon so of course, the plan was cancelled. But anyway, siblings and i shared our $$ and together we bought a super duper zuper cute anniversary card for them. I dont know whether i'm saying it cause it was my pick or is the card really cute, haha. And also, we bought dad a box of undergarments for him. Calvin Klein original, mind you. Aaah i am so broke now, not to forget i just treated my little bro to the movies days ago. But oh well, all was worth it though so no room for regrets here! Ah and not to forget, there's cake and ala you know.. the same old stuffs people do during birthdays. I really hope both my parents enjoyed their mini celebration yesterday (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;_______________________________________ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352692845277772914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SkiVyHKOfHI/AAAAAAAAByQ/Lv--bm1MgtY/s200/School+Girl..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aaaand! The moment we've all been waiting for (NOT!).. Reopening of school and end of the holidays :( Its back to school time, everyone! Lets slap our heavy bags and stroll our way into that dreadful place called school. Evil laughs! Hah, well looking on the bright side, at least we've got our friends to have to go through the torture together right :D Sooo, lets not forget to paste those beautiful smiles on your faces while walking past the main gate! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But you guys wont get to see mine though, cause i still have not got the chance to at least catch a glimpse of _ _ _ _ _ today :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-8619323831217752089?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/8619323831217752089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=8619323831217752089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8619323831217752089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8619323831217752089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/06/blissfully-married.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SkiQhU2W1eI/AAAAAAAAByA/AgV1PJNmKck/s72-c/Picture+02312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-3565719567457086728</id><published>2009-06-26T07:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:44:41.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Admiration + Devotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351538862654811730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SkR8Pe487lI/AAAAAAAABx4/W2aFsggzJPc/s320/Picture+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yesterday, after completing 4 hours of this thing called the Community Involvement Programme (CIP) that we have to do over this holidays with Anne and Afah, i rushed to fetch Rayyan from school. P.S. He's schooling in a childcare and they only have their breaks from school during public holidays. Haha, kesian eh. Got home, took out my $$ from my piggybank and once again, rushed down to catch &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Transformers: Revenge Of The Fallen.&lt;/span&gt; Planned to catch the 6.30pm show but ended up landing a seat on the 9pm show instead. Wow the queue there made my jaw drop. I thought only cinemas in town area receives such long queues. I was soooo wrong.. The show ended at 11.30pm, and i had to carry my little bro back home as he was already so sleepy by then. But hey, the show was worth everything. Two thumbs up for it! And even more thumbs up for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MEGAN FOX &lt;3333333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351538257548628626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SkR7sQsZUpI/AAAAAAAABxo/7ZC3aGDCjNw/s400/transformers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This isn't the official poster for Transformers but eh, it's cool right? Credits to flickr.com (: I loooove the "and much more Megan Fox" phrase in the poster. And Jimmy, she's mine mine and only mine okay. I'm even considering to migrate to Los Angeles for good once i'm older, just so that i could meet her in person and be closer to her in distance (aha, dream oooon Diy!). Hahaha but whatever it is, rock on Megan :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&amp;amp;, Rest In Peace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Michael Jackson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-3565719567457086728?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/3565719567457086728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=3565719567457086728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/3565719567457086728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/3565719567457086728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/06/overwhelmed-with-admiration-devotion_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SkR8Pe487lI/AAAAAAAABx4/W2aFsggzJPc/s72-c/Picture+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-418163680734438179</id><published>2009-06-24T07:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T07:41:45.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Titleless Post.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, i dont feel like stoning infront of my textbooks today neither do i feel like going anywhere in this chilly weather condition. So here i am, updating.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350766282026811362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SkG9lXxYf-I/AAAAAAAABw4/rPU0WW-ItPY/s320/Picture+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350764484247234802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SkG78uhVKPI/AAAAAAAABwg/fbpt8F4zRLg/s320/Picture+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I was so so excited when i saw the sexy glass bottled Coca Cola, felt just like old times :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350765684778930146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SkG9Cm2ZD-I/AAAAAAAABww/wtO1f_dVIls/s320/Picture+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Spa Fish Treatment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350763893560864882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SkG7aWCucHI/AAAAAAAABwY/SqtZH-3kMyk/s320/Picture+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350765154613481890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SkG8jv1GUaI/AAAAAAAABwo/9xpFJRawDCg/s320/Picture+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Woah, that was my first and i really cant take the itch whenever the fishes nibbled on my feet. The feeling is indescribable and i cannot place my feet in the water for more than 4, 5 seconds. Dad was crazy. For the whole 20 minutes, his feet was in the water all along. He really liked the feeling of the spa fish treatment and fell in love with them the second he got his feet out of the water. His mind was made up to buy some of those fishes for himself at home. Alright, Mummy then bought a packet of those fishes for him as a Father's Day gift. Ooo.. Dad was very very elated, i must say. But guess what? At around 2am that same day, Dad knocked on my bedroom door to inform me that his beloveeeed fishes are dead (!) And he wanted me and sissy to help him out in clearing the tank full of dead fishes. Dad must have felt very bad, huh? Not only has his newly found passion died at an early stage, but he also made Mummy forked out $120 for nothing (!!) Poor Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350766496401287858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SkG9x2YParI/AAAAAAAABxA/Xy398Dv9e_4/s320/Picture+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Swimming with cousins yesterday was fun,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; fun&lt;/span&gt; and more &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fun!&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha. Sorry though to Nabila and family who had to wait for us "early birds". From 8.30am, we played all the way till evening. The lifeguards must have been wondering when were we going to pack up and leave. Since we have raised a whole lot of ruckus there! Haha. But in conclusion, i had a plentiful of great laughs and great swims too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350766937216491762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SkG-LgixoPI/AAAAAAAABxI/SVlZ3wGsz4o/s320/Picture+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350767363788987890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SkG-kVplXfI/AAAAAAAABxQ/YJVU5SIYxuY/s320/Picture+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Check out the hole in her swimming pants! Hahaha, &lt;em&gt;kecoh peeee&lt;/em&gt;. Luckily Hadah has a spare :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-418163680734438179?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/418163680734438179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=418163680734438179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/418163680734438179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/418163680734438179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/06/titleless-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SkG9lXxYf-I/AAAAAAAABw4/rPU0WW-ItPY/s72-c/Picture+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-2917894720247273107</id><published>2009-06-22T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T07:27:12.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;An Oblivious Citizen.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sightseeing with family last weekend was like, WOW. You must be thinking that we're some kind of tourists wannabe right? Exploring your own homeland after living in it for so many years. But hey, i never knew that even after almost 16 years, i am unaware of quite a number of places in Singapore. We travelled from East, all the way to West. Syiooooooooook! Tried out a variety of food from different places. Also checked out the newly-built playground at .. uh oh, i forgot where it is already -.- But i had fun playing with the mini flying fox and hill slides there. Waah childhood deprived is it, Diy? Tsk tsk. But anyway, here are the photos taken. Enjooooy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350148445305962546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sj-LqioSADI/AAAAAAAABv4/PXoD3NQ66dg/s320/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sisterly looooooove &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350146879257894498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sj-KPYpU3mI/AAAAAAAABvg/PT5I_M-Odl0/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350147628901485042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sj-K7BSSSfI/AAAAAAAABvo/6-DEuzJ13cw/s320/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350148131486971266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sj-LYRkANYI/AAAAAAAABvw/vRq9cFgMwj8/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350149020547818434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sj-MMBkoI8I/AAAAAAAABwI/4SykJ1M6cwo/s320/Picture+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350149784462149202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sj-M4fX_xlI/AAAAAAAABwQ/TbKuBP61pwA/s320/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Waaah sporty seeeeeeeh xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350148588159685938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sj-Ly2zQ1TI/AAAAAAAABwA/6kfIrEDq9Vo/s320/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Aw, aren't they cute? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but i shall stop here for now. I'm really really worn out. Will be going swimming with cousins tomorrow morning. I think i need the rest. Like they always say, "Early to bed, early to rise!" But who's the 'they'? I dont even know, so dont bother asking. Haha. Wish me good night, everyone. Same goes for you people too (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Tags will be replied soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sorry, in a rush now (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-2917894720247273107?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/2917894720247273107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=2917894720247273107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/2917894720247273107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/2917894720247273107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/06/oblivious-citizen.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sj-LqioSADI/AAAAAAAABv4/PXoD3NQ66dg/s72-c/Picture+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-2616868349561314027</id><published>2009-06-20T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T05:59:33.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Conscience-stricken.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Disgrace. Anxiousness. Dolefulness. And Remorsefulness.&lt;br /&gt;6 dreadfully long hours of all the above.&lt;br /&gt;Been there, done that.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like such a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;I've long given my word to change for the better,&lt;br /&gt;and i am still trying.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is just a test from the Almighty&lt;br /&gt;to assess my inner strength.&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured, i will learn from this&lt;br /&gt;mistake &amp;amp; experience of mine.&lt;br /&gt;And i will definitely repent and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;carry myself better the next time round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-2616868349561314027?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/2616868349561314027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=2616868349561314027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/2616868349561314027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/2616868349561314027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/06/conscience-stricken.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-2981224311540522471</id><published>2009-06-17T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T19:51:32.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blessings In Disguise.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Malacca was errrrrrrrrrrr.. i really dont know whats the right adjective to describe my weekend there. Things did not turn out as planned. We did not get to check into the 5-star resort we already booked and hoping for but instead, we landed in some family budget hotel lying across some dark alley. The swimming pool that i badly yearned for remained as the sandcastles that i was building in the air as there wasn't even a pool located anywhere in the vicinity. &lt;em&gt;Waaaaaaah hati aku retak seribu siaaa. &lt;/em&gt;There goes my longing to have a fruitful break. Looking at the circumstances we were in, i considered it as a bad omen and i've silently confirmed with myself that this time, my holiday will definitely not be an enjoyable one. But eh, i was wrong. I did managed to capture the beautiful sceneries and intricate architecture there, experience the back-to-nature lifestyle, did some satisfying shopping spree and also not to forget, spent some quality time with my relatives (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348212127476259426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjiqmAmommI/AAAAAAAABvI/sKrJaZ97H7M/s320/Picture+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348210800118424690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjipYvz3ZHI/AAAAAAAABuw/9_a3TiLlvSo/s320/Picture+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348210583614007506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjipMJRMKNI/AAAAAAAABuo/ajRy4H9fNsY/s320/Picture+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The River Cruise!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348208325559511090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjinItXC6DI/AAAAAAAABtY/4gRslTXi_Ho/s320/Picture+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348208844127984130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sjinm5LZ2gI/AAAAAAAABtw/4oKHUEZf2zQ/s320/Picture+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348209916302416306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjiolTVtWbI/AAAAAAAABuY/DXqTnVrL6fE/s320/Picture+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348209796402455810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjioeUrVJQI/AAAAAAAABuQ/-Crkll72NWc/s320/Picture+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348209677579033442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjioXaBnm2I/AAAAAAAABuI/UG2z4i6D99w/s320/Picture+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348209434513819426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjioJQiWxyI/AAAAAAAABuA/PpVVZqAGDoM/s320/Picture+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348208656183839730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sjinb9CBy_I/AAAAAAAABto/k-njC03GOmo/s320/Picture+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348208486703292050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjinSFqt3pI/AAAAAAAABtg/vjdKsERWSvQ/s320/Picture+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348207957064048482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjimzQm4X2I/AAAAAAAABtQ/9qByN8m21fI/s320/Picture+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348207743903525298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sjimm2hc6bI/AAAAAAAABtI/8EHxKACM8yw/s320/Picture+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348207462212126258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjimWdI_RjI/AAAAAAAABtA/aiPQLAhUAy4/s320/Picture+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348207081802976914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjimAUAYTpI/AAAAAAAABs4/o_hf02ehruw/s320/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We Rode This!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And even though one of the diarrhoeic cattle slapped its shit on me while swaying its tail, i still enjoyed it though. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348221028348893634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjiysG8CmcI/AAAAAAAABvQ/PmZtx-BsD4Y/s320/Picture+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348221374384541410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjizAQBXjuI/AAAAAAAABvY/6oF4eNezVi0/s320/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Bee Farm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348205216798565874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjikTwUrZfI/AAAAAAAABsI/dhAnku8ocYM/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348206083655651634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjilGNng0TI/AAAAAAAABsY/IAUL2i2MHL0/s320/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348205540118036722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjikmkyDAPI/AAAAAAAABsQ/AsUji2WpN8M/s320/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I forgot what this saucer-shaped thing is called (i told you, i have the memory of a goldfish -.-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348211920497170418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjiqZ9i-V_I/AAAAAAAABvA/p_4bwg5kcys/s320/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Perigi Hang Tuah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Hang Tuah's Well).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348204952657489858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjikEYUib8I/AAAAAAAABsA/RpxN86tIGp8/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348206320824942194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjilUBJE_nI/AAAAAAAABsg/S-LQ03ytwCI/s320/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, like what my uncle had said "It was all a blessing in disguise". Looking on the bright side, we wouldn't have explored that far if we were to sit back, enjoy and relax at the resort we were supposed to check into. So ya, i agree with my uncle. My weekend at Malacca suprisingly turned out to be enthralling, but not the way we all wanted it to be (: Three cheers to all of us for seeing things positively!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Monday, 15 June 2008&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Changi Airport with Bur and gang to send off Biru for Umrah (pilgrimage). Anne and I bought him a box of Merci. Hopefully you'll reach your desired destination safely. &lt;em&gt;Jangan lupa bawak balikkan kita semua air zamzam okay!&lt;/em&gt; :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347903603847213746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjeR_khYMrI/AAAAAAAABrw/g2gMr5I5Vvk/s320/Picture+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347902174062111586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjeQsWKC62I/AAAAAAAABro/_Ta7qmesvxQ/s320/Picture+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347901965634657618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjeQgNtEXVI/AAAAAAAABrg/qvZZyQsSAEw/s320/Picture+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347900911335959826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjePi2Iq7RI/AAAAAAAABrY/S1S-hdnoiVQ/s320/Picture+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-2981224311540522471?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/2981224311540522471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=2981224311540522471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/2981224311540522471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/2981224311540522471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/06/blessings-in-disguise.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjiqmAmommI/AAAAAAAABvI/sKrJaZ97H7M/s72-c/Picture+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-962365188380240640</id><published>2009-06-12T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T07:38:00.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ups And Downs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;div&gt;Hahahahaha it really is so funny that i used to be so enthusiastic whenever it comes to blogging last time. I checked up on my archives and discovered that there were times that i even blog almost everyday for one week straight! Freak much? Haha. Well, its been more than a week now since i last update and i'm still considering whether should i just declare diytionary.blogspot.com on hiatus or better still, might as well just delete it. Oh anyway, hello readers! And sorry to keep you waiting for an update, Ainn :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, firstly the past few days had been a really hectic one for me. After going for a swim on Friday with Jelly, my cousins (together with Kak Zura's boyfriend -.-) came over the next day and asked me out for swimming again (!) After that, headed back to their house and spent the night there. And Adah janji melayu dengan aku, tsk! Shit you. And oh ya, i really hate your newly found kitten okay! Stuuupid, because of it i woke up as early as 8am on a Sunday morning. Well then my auntie and uncle cheered me up by bringing us out to Banquet for breakfast. Thank you! Then later in the evening, went over to Granny's house to celebrate Syirah's 1st birthday! There were pizzasss and macaroni, oo favourite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;: I really cant recall what happened -.- I seem to have the memory of a goldfish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;: Did the double helix structure during Bio. Thanks to Bangs, our group was on the right track and was among the first to finish constructing the structure. For Geog, mannnnnnn the pressure was too much for me. Had to go to and fro to the photocopy shop just to get my files in perfect shape. But eh, looking on the bright side.. the joker of the class (Nathan) said I Love You to me sehhh cause i have the development notes that he don't. And of course my boob-y bitch slept over at my house that night. Wow we really had a therapy session and she really let it all out. Shan't elaborate here la. But it was really nice to have her around (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;: One word - Depressing. We had our third and last resilience workshop. Things first started out normal until our trainer, Melvin, talked about the children who were born with imperfections yet how they have the faith to carry on living while people like us, who have everything that they don't (money, perfect hands &amp;amp; legs etc.), wont even want to make the most of it out of our life. Melvin also made us realise the importance of appreciating our parents. He asked, "after all the sacrifices and suffering your parents have been through to raise you up, are you going to be the dream of their life or just their worry?" BAM! And just like that, my heart broke into tiny minute pieces. Cause well, i did have a bad history with my parents year(s) back. But i'm glad i've changed for the better now else, i'll feel even more terrible during the talk. He also made us imagined what was going to happen if our parents were to leave the world (you know what i mean) one day. Almost everyone was sobbing, tearing and crying. After the workshop, i straight away called Mummy and told her how much i love her. Then cried again! Mum got really scared and must have thought that i was going to commit suicide or something -.- Wow, Melvin really knew how to touch the vulnerable side of me. Thank you so much for waking us up. But Afifah Miami asked something that made me speechless, "why is it that it must be a stranger to tell us all those then can we wake up and realise?" Wah, i really have no answer for that. Good question, Afah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;: Did a very very gross experiment for Biology. Had to extract out the DNA from liver and onion cells. Onion was okay, liver was... ee! Reminded me of the monthly blood that oozes out from, ala you know where -.- After school, went to watch Drag Me To Hell with fellow classmates. Less of horror, more of gross! Aiyo Thurs was really a gross-y day. Go watch it, you'll know what i mean. After the movie, went home and got ready for sleep over at Jelly's house. Remember Tuesday, she already slept at mine? So its my turn now! Before that, went swimming first at Jurong. By the time we reached her house, its already so late and i feel sore all over. Managed to complete my English composition though (phew!). We talked, confessed, played, joked and ehem, i know you know kan? haha (ee that sounds so wrong) but most importantly, i definitely bonded even more closer to her. Love you, boob-y bitch (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346464782561558274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjJ1ZJi3vwI/AAAAAAAABrQ/mBXYA7uHffE/s320/Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;: Was late for school. Jelly said she tried waking me up from 7am till 8 but i did not even budge. Wah sorry that bad trademark of mine must be dismissed as soon as possible! Hailed a cab to school and reached on time for the second lesson. Thank you Jelly once again. I had a nice night there! Headed home straight after school and slept all the way till 8 and here i am blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and have i told you that i'll be going off to Melaka tomorrow with relatives from paternal side? Wow i really want to make the most out of it. Because not only will it be my last holiday till O's, i also think i deserve a break after two weeks of exhausting myself. So..... Melaka, here i comeeeeeeeee! :D Good night people, have a nice weekend! Anyway, tags will be replied when i'm back from Melaka okay? So sorry! I really have to pack my stuffs now. And keep the tagboard rocking, people! Byebye (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-962365188380240640?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/962365188380240640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=962365188380240640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/962365188380240640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/962365188380240640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/06/ups-and-downs.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SjJ1ZJi3vwI/AAAAAAAABrQ/mBXYA7uHffE/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-1457440485486655551</id><published>2009-06-04T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T07:38:32.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Wake Up Call.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow its been 5 days since i last updated (its actually Friday today, Blogger's still living in the past -.-) It feels good to be finally laying my fingers on the keyboard, typing away on Blogger. Quite a lot has happened for the past few days. Firstly, my Malay 'O' Level Paper was a big TSK. Rabak peee, memroseskan? There goes my aim for a distinction. Secondly, the June holidays are finally here! Congrats to all who are snoring their ass out till mid-noon everyday. Too bad for the graduating students who has to still attend school for another 2 weeks before we can finally rest and relax. But eh wait, its not the time to relax yet. I suppose the only right thing to do now is to mug mug and mug till the end of O's. So from now on, i will officially declare myself "The-No-Life-Kid"! :D Thirdly, i had the weirdest dream ever on Tuesday night. I dreamt that i ____ ____ with S______. Oo it felt so real! But tsk, of all people.. And fourthly, i have moved out from my sisters' fairyland room (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343727364086954370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sii7ubDv-YI/AAAAAAAABrI/RcQc_9dORJI/s320/Picture+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and into my very own personal normal bedroom. Ah just like the old times (: You'll get the shock of your life when you enter my room - its filled with placards and posters everywhere! Down goes the photos of myself together with my classmates, friends, siblings and cousins. And up goes the "You Can Do It" posters. Haha no life, much? Well, i do realise that no matter how deep the content of every poster may be, the true source of motivation still comes within you. And like what yesterday's Resilience Workshop has taught me, the brain is so powerful that it can either make you or break you. Wow. So, lets all start believing in ourselves and cast the negative thoughts about ourselves far far away! Oh, and did i mention that yesterday's workshop was really entertaining, humorous and most importantly, inspiring? Yes, thats just the way to describe it! When the trainer, Melvin, starts to open his mouth (to talk), mine will be even more wide open (to laugh, of course!). I really hope he'll be back again next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lastly, i should go off and pack my stuffs now. Will be going for a swim with Jelly later in the evening. Weeeeeeeeeeeee, goodbye! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-1457440485486655551?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/1457440485486655551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=1457440485486655551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/1457440485486655551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/1457440485486655551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/06/wake-up-call.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sii7ubDv-YI/AAAAAAAABrI/RcQc_9dORJI/s72-c/Picture+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5033805159914371832</id><published>2009-05-31T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:18:15.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Exuberant yet Drained.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This year's Parent-Teacher Meeting was a disaster. Ms Dianah's such a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt;. But looking on its bright side, it made my parents and i sit down and have a good talk about what really is best for me. Changes were made and there were even tears. Whatever it is, i dont wish to elaborate. However, i had a great weekend though (despite the fact that i'll be sitting for my O Level Malay paper tomorrow). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Escape Theme Park with family on Saturday was a blast :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Proud to announce that i wore a loose old pants, plain brown blouse together with my hair &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bun-ed up into a cap. I looked like one kind of a tomboy and was wet all over, but the best thing is that i dont even care! :D And yes, i played games that were mostly played by the kids there. Wow i have never felt so great before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341934179936019842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SiJc1XiapYI/AAAAAAAABqo/byHMD_O9rfM/s320/Picture+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sunday, which is today, is more traditional for me as i had to gear up in my Baju Kebaya to attend two wedding functions. Man, today was really humid! I endured the heat all the way from 12 noon till 4pm. And there wasn't any fan there, so i was practically drenched in my own perspiration (ee!) Firstly, Dad fetched Eyra and off we went to our Mendaki teacher, Ms Anisah's, function at Bukit Batok. Feewit she really was pretty! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341934921832048706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SiJdgjUNqEI/AAAAAAAABqw/s9GVnr8fqj0/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Congrats, Teacher Anisah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341947720145786978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SiJpJgv_WGI/AAAAAAAABrA/IgVqeRyAahs/s320/P5310331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The "shorty" and me. Haha, NOT! She is actually taller than me but i dont know why was she bending downwards. Wants to be of the same height as me kottt :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we're done at Ms Anisah's function, everyone went home (except for Hadad, who also has another more wedding functions to attend) while i had to wait for my family who took hours just to put on a formal outfit for our relative's wedding. I was super super mad la. Together with my raging hormones due to the period of the month and my intolerance for the hot weather, i totally burst it out on everyone. But phew, luckily they understood -.- Then Dad drove us to Choa Chu Kang for our relative's wedding. Waaah, Abang Husni dah kahwin seeeehhh :D Congrats! Met up with my cousins (!!!) and ah, aku rindu sama mereka! Goofed around with them and went home about an hour later cause the whole place was packed with unknown people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341935388481267714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SiJd7tuDqAI/AAAAAAAABq4/JmcaclrZnm4/s320/Picture+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And to all students sitting for their Mother Tongue 'O' Level Paper tomorrow, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL THE BEST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for tomorrow! Let's all read up our kamus like crazy tonight! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-5033805159914371832?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/5033805159914371832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=5033805159914371832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5033805159914371832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5033805159914371832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/05/exuberant-yet-drained.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SiJc1XiapYI/AAAAAAAABqo/byHMD_O9rfM/s72-c/Picture+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-9166976102598053630</id><published>2009-05-27T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:24:30.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Intensiveness.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the third day of our Mother Tongue Intensive lessons. Our lessons were quite intensive, i must say. With 4 papers in total to be done in a day, from 8am to 4pm. Stressful much for you? Well, it is for me. But the company there was great though. Their presence made me feel less stressful and more slack instead. Haha. So far, there's only one assignment that i've handed in late. I'll try harder for the rest, i guess. Some find these intensive lessons beneficial but i find myself getting more and more bored with malay papers each day that i totally slack at times. At times only! Haha. Luckily there were laughable jokes to entertain me. Man's magic word &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kecamuk&lt;/span&gt; is still fresh in my mind. And so is Dan and his sweetheart &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; (hahahahaha!). Not to forget, Mal's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jihan&lt;/span&gt; imitation and many many many many more! Oh ya, and today i could not control my laughter that the water inside my mouth just burst their way through and splashes certain part of the table, mostly concentrated at Mary's area. Ee gross right? Imagine how disgusting it is for Mary then! Hehe, sorry once again Mary! Should really bring a super tight tape next time :D I should really get going now. My Malay karangan (composition) is waiting for me! Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Bersusah-susah dahulu, bersenang-senang kemudian. Berusaha untuk yang terbaik nescaya berjaya. Ketekalan adalah satu sifat yang murni."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;- Malay Hot Housing Paper &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(Cover Page)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Motivating enough? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Haha, sorry i'm a bad translator when it comes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;to shimmery chim words like these! &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/132494328781558688-9166976102598053630?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/9166976102598053630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=9166976102598053630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/9166976102598053630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/9166976102598053630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/05/intensiveness.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-8596334129077658613</id><published>2009-05-25T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T04:46:11.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sunday @ Sentosa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339704338099765618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ShpwzfYMgXI/AAAAAAAABpo/sZajtn0Cobs/s320/P5240312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339708111826576290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Shp0PJmx46I/AAAAAAAABqY/QBwuasUheCI/s320/Picture+173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hahahah the orange freak :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339708407995208674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Shp0gY64k-I/AAAAAAAABqg/c2VR6gZ4_Dc/s320/DSCN1131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339705000877178082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ShpxaEapPOI/AAAAAAAABpw/d4Z8Vi2pymk/s320/Picture+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Check out her upper abs :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339705640648786802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Shpx_TwFQ3I/AAAAAAAABp4/GLB7AwpYJc0/s320/Picture+176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339706167114434194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Shpyd8_RhpI/AAAAAAAABqA/9zfVn2wElyU/s320/DSCN1135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339706827591617858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ShpzEZdTjUI/AAAAAAAABqI/PRKCm4sz8co/s320/Picture+183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Liy must be very very satisfied with her tan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; Sunday at Sentosa with both Liy and Syae (: Whats not awesome is that they were the ones who wanted to tan yet i was the one who got so dark now! Mum, i need a whitening cream badly now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My photo of the day (credits to Syaee) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339707413966340930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Shpzmh37w0I/AAAAAAAABqQ/aboTHzjH7CI/s320/DSCN1167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-8596334129077658613?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/8596334129077658613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=8596334129077658613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8596334129077658613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8596334129077658613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunday-sentosa-check-out-her-upper-abs.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ShpwzfYMgXI/AAAAAAAABpo/sZajtn0Cobs/s72-c/P5240312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-7570152760754186996</id><published>2009-05-22T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:41:24.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, lets skip all the formalities. Have i told you my previous phone has malfunctioned? Oh yes, it has. But THANK YOU to Voon Hon for getting me a temporary phone in such a short notice. An even bigger &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; to your friend (sorry i'm not sure of his name, hehe) for his kindness to lend me one (: Thank you to Nira Anne for accompanying me to Queensway yesterday and help me search in rounds and rounds (you know what i mean eh? haha) for what i want. And sorry to Jimmy once again for Thursday morning. I'm glad that the sincerely hand-made card made your day! A less-than-perfect week for me indeed. How about one fine relaxing day at the beach, Liy and Syaee? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338904883549609394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SheZtHGSnbI/AAAAAAAABpg/DPg9sRT49LE/s200/DSC05321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basically, my results were unsatisfactory. Expected, but still disappointing -.- The only subjects which did not bring about a huge frown to my face is just my Languages. I've think it over, pondered and reflected. Whatever happens, i'll try my damnedest best for the months to come. Anne says she's starting her revisions this weekend, which is more like now. I think i should be following in her footsteps and start mine too. These aren't just words, i can promise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"There's this so much in you that you can not give up"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;- Miss Kavitha&lt;br /&gt;Geography Teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-7570152760754186996?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/7570152760754186996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=7570152760754186996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/7570152760754186996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/7570152760754186996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/05/basically-my-results-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SheZtHGSnbI/AAAAAAAABpg/DPg9sRT49LE/s72-c/DSC05321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-8576323172706314653</id><published>2009-05-20T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T07:10:15.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ShQEly540pI/AAAAAAAABpY/Q5hGi9GIpVs/s1600-h/DSC00847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337896505707123346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ShQEly540pI/AAAAAAAABpY/Q5hGi9GIpVs/s320/DSC00847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4E5's Informal Photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Students = Happy Class!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its been a year and a half now. I could never have asked for a better class than 4E5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahahaha. Come to think of it, class photo takings for the past secondary life had been interesting for me. In 2006, given my short build in sec one, i had to sit way front at the first row and right beside our form teachers. In 2007 and 2008, i've progressed up to the second row. Hahaha. Now, in 2009, due to the quirky ratio population of boys and girls in our class, the other half of the girls were given the liberty to take our place at the last row. We all got so excited la cause the last row is always for those tall boys. Hahaha coooooooooooooooooool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Jimmy Is Forever The Best.&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/132494328781558688-8576323172706314653?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/8576323172706314653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=8576323172706314653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8576323172706314653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8576323172706314653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/05/4e5s-informal-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ShQEly540pI/AAAAAAAABpY/Q5hGi9GIpVs/s72-c/DSC00847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-1201123839484951807</id><published>2009-05-17T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T03:03:52.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sg-8qrd4ZlI/AAAAAAAABow/tNpoM289b-Y/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336691524865910354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sg-8qrd4ZlI/AAAAAAAABow/tNpoM289b-Y/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO RAYYAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;-screaaaaaaaaaaaaams hysterically!- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're six now, little brother. Better start behaving yourself instead of always making Mummy and Ayah shout and scold you okay? Sorry there's no present from me to you this year. I'll bring you out sometime and you'll choose a present for yourself alright? And even though i know you wont be reading this, i still want to say I LOVE YOU, ALWAYS &amp;amp; FOREVER (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the second part of today's post, i'd like to share something with you readers. Credits to Louisse who posted the link of the website on his blog, i'd like to clarify something. This is about the hottest women (in my opinion) ever, MEGAN FOX.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337101121860199330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ShExMXLQ46I/AAAAAAAABpI/2oOr2h1hSJY/s320/megan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;According to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://weeklyworldnews.com/celebs/4783/megan-fox-is-a-man/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;http://weeklyworldnews.com/celebs/4783/megan-fox-is-a-man/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Megan Fox was born Mitchell Reed Fox in Rockwood, Tennessee. From an early age, Mitchell showed an interest in both performing and women’s clothing. When having a preacher lay hands on him did not ‘cure’ him of these interests, his parents simply put him on the pageant circuit.&lt;br /&gt;By the age of 13, Mitchell had already started a career as a female child performer called ‘Megan Fox’. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Making her debut on an Olsen Twins straight-to-video release, the twins have kept his secret all this time. As a sweet 16 present, Fox’s parents offered him sexual reassignment surgery, which, given their child’s career, they’d hoped to write off as a business expense. Unfortunately laws prohibit such surgery to be done to minors. Since then Megan has been working non-stop, and been included on many Hottest Women lists in publications around the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Megan, as she goes by now exclusively, also noted this Sunday how much she wants Salma Hayek’s figure. She has even scheduled surgery later this month to get it. After the two met in New York this week, Hayek offered to have a cast made of her bust so doctors can match them exactly on Megan Fox’s chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me whether is this merely a myth or is it really true! Cause i've been searching for the truth all over the Net and the only answers i got is that Megan Fox jokingly said that "I look like Alan Alda" during the Golden Globes Ceremony. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336695966406732594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sg_AtNfu6zI/AAAAAAAABo4/d5rfzrXoNHU/s200/alan.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alan Alda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No other website, beside the link above, revealed that Megan Fox admitted that she is actually a man. Megan is the favourite of my favourites, i'd be truly disappointed if she actually is a transvestite. Even though i'm already bummed by the fact that she had a nose job and had injected her lips. But with or without plastic surgery, she'll still look great! And an incredible total sex pot too! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-1201123839484951807?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/1201123839484951807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=1201123839484951807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/1201123839484951807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/1201123839484951807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sg-8qrd4ZlI/AAAAAAAABow/tNpoM289b-Y/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-3970035968410490939</id><published>2009-05-14T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:26:13.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SA1's Finally Over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahoooooooo. Lets all dump our books to one side, get up on our feet and party! Haha, well at least for this weekend only. We'll switch back to our studious mode starting next week, deal? Hahaha you're right Diyana (!), since when were you ever in a studious mode anyway? Tsk. Anyway, i dont mean to sound too confident but today's Science Paper 1 was pretty doable, especially the Physics part (cause most were taken from TYS anyway -.-) But hey, if i can do it that means what i studied really absorbed. Well done! :D And today also marks the last day of our papers, yeeeeeeeeeeeha! Finally i can go out and have fun without feeling so guilty for not studying for my upcoming papers, phew. All we have to do now is just to hope and pray that our results will turn out perfectly fine (: All the best for your results, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i dont know whats with the ancient song but i just heard it on the radio few days back and i thought its quite nice therefore, here it is as my theme song :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;If I Say I'm Feeling Excited For Tomorrow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Would That Make Me A "D"? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-3970035968410490939?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/3970035968410490939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=3970035968410490939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/3970035968410490939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/3970035968410490939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/05/sa1s-finally-over-yahoooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-1419278550165460944</id><published>2009-05-11T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T03:05:45.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Over the weekend, i have been attending gatherings with my relatives to celebrate Mothers’ Day and a few of my cousins &amp;amp; my little brother's birthday as well. My family and I were the host for Saturday’s gathering. And we had to woke up at a very early 10 am just to get everything set and ready before the guests arrived. I must admit, we did quite a nice job despite the chaos that happened during the preparations. Hahahaha. Cousins Ninie and Adele stayed over for the night. Gosh i really missed story-telling with them! It was sad that Fifie couldn’t join us as she had something to attend to the next day. But anyway Adele, sorry to make you feel “J” with all my oh so sweeeet stories! Muahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Saturday, 9 May 09.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334479043032181202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SgfgbSWy6dI/AAAAAAAABnA/BQiOMUV5meE/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hard work paid off! Siblings' teamwork :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334479718502873154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SgfhCmrjuEI/AAAAAAAABnI/w3IH96uxNbc/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334480562549562562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sgfhzu_-HMI/AAAAAAAABng/7SGmNYU_S24/s320/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oops sorry Afifah Miami, i betrayed you ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334480077676120610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SgfhXgtIiiI/AAAAAAAABnQ/qKm3Zo1dmJk/s320/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Showing off our PIMPLES :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334480330218686098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SgfhmNf-RpI/AAAAAAAABnY/yfhU830xQ_Y/s320/Picture+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SgfoCpxFLhI/AAAAAAAABog/jZApKMc1Nco/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334487415912738322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SgfoCpxFLhI/AAAAAAAABog/jZApKMc1Nco/s320/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sunday, 10 May 09.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sunday was another hectic day. Upon waking up with cousins by my side, we had to quickly bathe and head down to Granny Sally's house for gathering no. 2! As usual, we're always the first to arrive (arghhh!) and had to wait for the others. Sang the same old birthday song and then happily jumped into the feast ahead of us. Hahaha! There was alot to choose from.. Nasi Ambeng, Nasi Beriyani, Kebab etc. Yummy! But uh oh, i can feel the calories accumulating in my body already. Swimming swimming, here i come! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334481622564551250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sgfixb3POlI/AAAAAAAABn4/7gQAAioBv1M/s320/Picture+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The Cake :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334482137074712050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SgfjPYkBPfI/AAAAAAAABoI/I_4-8C4prBM/s320/Picture+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334481828633025154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sgfi9bhymoI/AAAAAAAABoA/I-kflYlvINI/s320/Picture+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Its been a long time since i played with those kind of birthday goodies ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334489125145931954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SgfpmJKB8LI/AAAAAAAABoo/07JBNqT5aXI/s320/Picture+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My orange balloon seemed to be the head of the jogger. Hahahaha, it fits so perfectly! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334481244766857858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SgfibcdP6oI/AAAAAAAABnw/NKlA1rJh3ZU/s320/Picture+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Eating as one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334481009877386898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SgfiNxbPBpI/AAAAAAAABno/Foio8bL5lS8/s320/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The big sister to tame them whenever they went wild (as if!). Haha, more like the big sister to join them whenever they went wild! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334482740284240210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SgfjyfsYMVI/AAAAAAAABoQ/vKoXLa_YMJ0/s320/Picture+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Little brother, Rayyan, with his presents! His actual birthdate is on the 17th but he's recieved way too many presents in advanced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh man, despite the happy occasions that happened over the weekend, pure geog paper 2 is still on tomorrow! And guess what? I'm too preoccupied for the past few days that i cant even find the time to study for it. Aha best or what? Looks like i have to burn the midnight oil for it tonight. But eh wait, there's Desperate Housewives and America's Next Top Model tonight. Ahhhhhhhhh! To obtain good results, you have to first learn how to prioritise and sacrifice isn't it? Ermmmm since i dont know any of those, looks like i'm really dead this time -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-1419278550165460944?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/1419278550165460944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=1419278550165460944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/1419278550165460944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/1419278550165460944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/05/over-weekends-i-have-been-attending.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SgfgbSWy6dI/AAAAAAAABnA/BQiOMUV5meE/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-3704726900941976461</id><published>2009-05-08T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:17:45.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Very Very Advanced Mother's Day Celebrations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333453186612749314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SgQ7alY6ZAI/AAAAAAAABmg/Gvndu8uNn80/s320/Picture+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The gift from my siblings and I for our bestest beloved Mum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333452201919331314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SgQ6hRHtO_I/AAAAAAAABmY/oDcupShHO3A/s320/Picture+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Close up of DianSara's cupcakes. Looks good, isnt it? Do order from Nira Anne (check out my links) if you're interested!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333454615505376866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SgQ8twbdlmI/AAAAAAAABmw/dROF_9ISE10/s320/Picture+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333456237930767650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SgQ-MMb0ZSI/AAAAAAAABm4/v9rouby8Pgk/s320/Picture+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333451650353547682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SgQ6BKYLSaI/AAAAAAAABmQ/gUOjMtKKBFM/s320/Picture+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Afifah's busy in the kitchen, y'all! :DDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333453469967477314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SgQ7rE98akI/AAAAAAAABmo/L9rxyRX7_ZI/s320/Picture+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Self-praise since its all done by us :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I would like to express my deepest THANK YOU to Afifah Miami for helping me out in the kitchen for today’s celebrations. Cause since Nira’s cupcakes are due today, we decided to just celebrate Mother’s Day today instead of waiting for the actual day, which is Sunday. Besides, my relatives already planned for a gathering on Mother’s Day so there goes our chance to celebrate it on the actual day. And also, thank you once again for staying a little longer to celebrate it together with us. Haha, there’s no need to be shy la you’re already part of the family what (haha, as the pet kan? lol inside joke). And oh! Accompanying me to search for a card for Mummy and all. And thanks to that great idea of yours (hide &amp;amp; copy), everything worked out really well! At a discounted price somemore kan? Hahaha shhh i know you know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So far, SA1 was such a pain in the heart. And brain! 13 down, 3 more papers to go. Lets persist on, my friends! Ya ya, and that'll be the same for me too -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eh, Mas Selamat finally arrested? Wow that's a really long yet fruitful wait. Phew!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;The Fate Has Always Been There.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-3704726900941976461?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/3704726900941976461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=3704726900941976461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/3704726900941976461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/3704726900941976461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/05/very-very-advanced-mothers-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SgQ7alY6ZAI/AAAAAAAABmg/Gvndu8uNn80/s72-c/Picture+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-8393770149613053949</id><published>2009-05-03T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T01:46:09.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Summarisation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week had been a pretty tiring week for me. School days were packed with entertaining beloved friends while weekends are just plainly revising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;On Monday, Dirah &amp;amp; Nura came over after school to complete their Art research. Never knew i could bond so well with my juniors. Well done, Diy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On Tuesday, Eunice Goh aka Jelly came over to study for our Biology SPA exam. Oh and did i mention that i missed out all three variables for my Bio SPA? I was so happy when i managed to finished the paper on time but when i flipped the paper around to double check, i realised i forgot to jot down my variables! What the hell you're such a failure la, Diyana.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On Wednesday, Afifah and Anne came over. Scroll down and feel free to read the post below to know more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On Thursday, Afah came by again. This time we really kept to the plan. Played badminton till its almost dinnertime. Head home to wash up and then after dinner, Dad kindly drove Afah back home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On Friday, its Labour Day. Best, no school! I woke up and smiled upon receiving a text message from Lysa wishing everyone a happy Labour Day. So thoughtful of her, thanks babe! And i disciplined myself not to wander out from the house but instead, i sat down to do 3 hours of Physics in my room.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, spent half of my day at Jelly's place. Read up on my Chemistry (even though nothing absorbed) and did my concept map on Managing Healthcare for Social Studies. Headed down to the coffee shop to buy our take-away dinner and rushed back to her place slightly late for Just My Luck. Today, i thought of just lying around in bed the whole day since i did my revision for the past two days already. But looking at the rate i'm going compared to my other friends who are all mugging very hard (taking Jelly as an example), i think i better go off now and start cracking my brains over Maths sums.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And To All My Friends Sitting For Their Mid-Years Soon, Wishing You All The Best! May You All Pass With Flying Colours :DDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Sorry, i'm too lazy to think of original phrases. This will do!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-8393770149613053949?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/8393770149613053949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=8393770149613053949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8393770149613053949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8393770149613053949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/05/summarisation.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5477442559473081563</id><published>2009-04-29T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T08:04:24.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My girls came over after our Biology SPA exam. Main plan was to play badminton with Afifah cause its been awhile since we last played together (minus the one on Monday, after PE lesson). But instead, we stayed home and cooked our way too early dinner for ourselves. Afah made for us her ultra Thai-sweet Bandung while Anne and I fried snacks together. It was really fun and kecoh la! Screams and laughters everywhere. I really couldnt imagine how it'd be like if we were to live under the same roof. After almost an hour plus, our food is finally ready. The three of us sat down to eat and at the same time, celebrate our "accomplishment" :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330118444433112626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SfhifCsxfjI/AAAAAAAABlQ/FgbZ2Piqq38/s200/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330123188993055330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SfhmzNkA2mI/AAAAAAAABmA/l3usSyJUMDo/s200/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330120300600472466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SfhkLFdjs5I/AAAAAAAABlo/j2fY01UPAzM/s200/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After eating, went in the room to uncover some name initials given to Anne from Burhan. Anne just told me that Bur said all were correct! Yipee, another accomplishment by the trio! :D Then, out of nowhere we were asked to posed by Afa and she then took some random shots. From there, she started searching for props in my room and transform herself into some Malay lengendary hero, Hang Tuah. And oh, in the photos below, i'm supposed to be Hang Jebat, the hero's close friend who was killed at last by Hang Tuah himself -.- You wouldn't want to miss the classical photos taken of Afifah Miami today. So, scroll down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330120740760906738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SfhkktL-6_I/AAAAAAAABlw/9PqJ8SuB_Do/s200/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330118915984623618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sfhi6fXaiAI/AAAAAAAABlY/iYFwK4vJcOk/s200/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330120980633732866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SfhkyqyHxwI/AAAAAAAABl4/C9M_k4IF_r8/s200/Picture+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330117063171468898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SfhhOpGVbmI/AAAAAAAABlI/ezXMJOzUetI/s200/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330116621765200674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sfhg08u4SyI/AAAAAAAABlA/dsvHC-zjO_4/s200/Picture+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330114482821144978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sfhe4ci4IZI/AAAAAAAABkw/174SLxcB_gI/s200/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And lastly, the 2 classic poses by Afifah Miami&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330115535618961330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sfhf1uhb77I/AAAAAAAABk4/4-MMn-Xra9I/s200/Picture+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330119558743260994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sfhjf51A_0I/AAAAAAAABlg/SXMk7_3cLp8/s200/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-5477442559473081563?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/5477442559473081563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=5477442559473081563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5477442559473081563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5477442559473081563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-girls-came-over-after-our-biology.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SfhifCsxfjI/AAAAAAAABlQ/FgbZ2Piqq38/s72-c/Picture+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5570252228779170810</id><published>2009-04-26T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:40:28.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wonderful Weekend Indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Study date with Liy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328998830236742306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SfRoM6y7sqI/AAAAAAAABkY/WOPqXK7Ji8o/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My evening today was amazingly spent with Liyana Sani, even though i was halfway ditched by her for someone (ahaha, continue reading to know the full story). Planned a study date with her but it turned out to be more of a catching up date instead. Haha but i managed to complete my English assignment though, yay! Jurong East library is really a place full of coincidence. I saw Jimmy there and to Liy's surprise, &lt;strong&gt;Patrick&lt;/strong&gt; (she doesnt mind if i mention his name here, really) was also in the vicinity! Surprise surprise. Patrick was such a gentleman to come over our spot and approached us just to talk to Liy. Aww. Liy, whats there to worry about? You two looked so cute together okay! At first there were so shy and sitting so far apart from each other, but everytime i look up from my book occasionally, they seem to be getting nearer and nearer and even nearer, until they're already knee-to-knee and cant get anymore closer. Ooo baik pe Liy?! Hahaha, they were chatting away for what it seemed like ages! And thats what i meant by "ditched". But anyway, they're so compatible, i'm so happy for you la Liy! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Saturday, 25 April 09.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ayie's Superb Seventeen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328995353517733410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SfRlCjAhtiI/AAAAAAAABjg/LY3FkDxyvro/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328994975626260626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SfRksjQLcJI/AAAAAAAABjQ/-DWuA9RxIaw/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328996411875942978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SfRmAJsyYkI/AAAAAAAABj4/RGbzPLks6RQ/s320/Picture+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328998154160515938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SfRnlkNzK2I/AAAAAAAABkQ/vqztfQMcJJc/s320/Picture+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jaja and his crazy antiques, as usual, made me laugh like hell back there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328995796628733906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SfRlcVua_9I/AAAAAAAABjo/WGzAkcXBiMo/s320/Picture+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328997486335819986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SfRm-sX_ANI/AAAAAAAABkI/jzJSa7Tm_aY/s320/Picture+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ayie's future sis-in-law :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328997085883283218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SfRmnYkqNxI/AAAAAAAABkA/tJf1q_xNMWc/s320/Picture+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328996119918426898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SfRlvKEsOxI/AAAAAAAABjw/mvQS9rEqJdY/s320/Picture+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I proposed this pose to him and i didn't know why on earth did he foolishly did what i kiddingly said! Hahahahahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328995141560880690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SfRk2NaEzjI/AAAAAAAABjY/ZEw0K96Q80U/s320/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My gorgeous Ayn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In conclusion, it was a weekend wonderfully spent with wonderful people (: Even though i just received a last minute message from Anne that there's a Maths test on Statistics tomorrow. And i only got to know of it now! Aiya, i'm soo dead dead deaaaad................................. Goodnight people, this dead human being is going off now to watch Harper's Island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-5570252228779170810?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/5570252228779170810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=5570252228779170810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5570252228779170810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5570252228779170810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/04/wonderful-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SfRoM6y7sqI/AAAAAAAABkY/WOPqXK7Ji8o/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-6643096283032244052</id><published>2009-04-24T07:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T08:17:45.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Finally Found The Love That's Been Missing For So Long.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Present-hunting with Dad was great. There was free drinks and not to mention, free rides to anywhere. Aha i was very fickle, mind you! From Bukit Batok, we travelled to Jurong and then to Clementi. Pity my Dad sia, but he said he didn't mind though, so that's good (: Its really good to see the bond among us finally strengthened. Hmm after hours of searching for the perfect gift, i finally made up my mind and we then headed back home. What did i get for them? Haha shhh cant say it here, later they'll know! Haha. Dad was a great help, really! Especially in finding the perfect gift for Ayie (since they're both men, you see). And Dad also funded me the money for me to trim my hair. Love him? Of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, i have to report at Hillgrove Sec at 9am tomorrow to sit for Mendaki's SA1 paper. Tsk, sucks la. So much for wanting to rest after a long week of school. Also, i just received a text message from Adele saying that i'm supposed to be catching a movie with the rest of the cousins tomorrow. Huh? How come i wasnt aware of that? I'm really confused. I have a feeling that tomorrow's going to be a busy day. I shall have to ask Dad to massage my feet for me before going out tomorrow. Eh people, there's a horror movie playing in Channel U right now. I am so going to watch and scare myself out. Good night (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-6643096283032244052?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/6643096283032244052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=6643096283032244052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6643096283032244052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6643096283032244052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally-found-love-thats-been-missing.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5444807843219928000</id><published>2009-04-22T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T02:45:27.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear readers, please promise me you wont get bored upon reading this post. Because i'm going to type out a birthday wish (once again) for a close friend. Its Ayie's birthday today and he's turned 17! Ehem, dah besar la dia. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, AYIE!&lt;/span&gt; The one and only neighbour i share my everything with. Living only 7 storeys down, he's been the friend who is so close in distance, and yet so close in heart too (aww!). Like i said, always take good care of yourself and better behave tau! Haha. I'll see you this Saturday okay, birthday boy? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327520681188318962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Se8n1UfG3vI/AAAAAAAABjI/jMsVirWdvVo/s320/P1000936%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to prepare 3 birthday gifts before this Saturday. I think i'm going to be strapped for cash soon. Also, i'm blank to what kind of gifts should i give to each of them. I think i need to go call my help-line(s) now. Good night, people. Anyway, PJC visit earlier on was okay la. Nothing so boring, yet nothing so special too. Haha. And Jimmy never fails to make me smile :DDDDD Hah okay, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-5444807843219928000?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/5444807843219928000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=5444807843219928000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5444807843219928000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5444807843219928000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/04/dear-readers-please-promise-me-you-wont.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Se8n1UfG3vI/AAAAAAAABjI/jMsVirWdvVo/s72-c/P1000936%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-6564667011287723308</id><published>2009-04-20T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T01:50:54.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm bored. And i've re-created my Facebook account. This time, i'm really going to put in more effort in keeping it alive rather than just leaving it lying dead like last year. Haha. Anyway, AAC was a bore. The marching from the uniformed groups was great though. It made me regretted dumping NCC Sea for my laziness -.- The speeches made me want to fall asleep and only Choir and Drama Club performed! I was expecting all performing arts group to perform seh. However, Choir team sang really well. And Band was good too. Made me feel like i'm in some grand concert or something. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont know if Jelly is going for the extra maths remedial from the JC students or not. If she is, i would feel so bad for leaving her alone with Lil "T" (Teck Wei). Hopefully she's doing fine there. And oh ya, i have another random birthday wish and its going out to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nur Shafiqah aka Shaff!&lt;/span&gt; Her birthday's yesterday. Happy Sweet Sixteen okay! :D Stay gorgeous always. And i'll try to be there for any of your next outing (provided if you invite me la! aha). I've given you a wish through Tagged and i know you wont mind me giving you another one here, right? :D Once again, Happy Belated Birthday! Study well ok, Jia You for your SA's tau! Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326692638043940002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sew2u3ZMJKI/AAAAAAAABjA/JGoklhnqP90/s320/Copy+of+DSC04725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I'm sorry. But this is the only photo i have of you :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-6564667011287723308?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/6564667011287723308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=6564667011287723308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6564667011287723308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6564667011287723308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sew2u3ZMJKI/AAAAAAAABjA/JGoklhnqP90/s72-c/Copy+of+DSC04725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-492974488070254706</id><published>2009-04-17T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:07:33.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Selqx1EaH7I/AAAAAAAABiw/4JemLV6J1-E/s1600-h/IMG_1663%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325905438634024882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Selqx1EaH7I/AAAAAAAABiw/4JemLV6J1-E/s320/IMG_1663%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'd like to wish a darling of mine a very happy sweet sixteen. This cute gorgeous lady above is Myra and she has turned 16 today! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry though i can't turn up for your birthday celebration cause i have to attend my school's Annual Awards Ceremony later in the evening. And sorry to Acun too, who is having his birthday party today but i cant turn up for the same reason. I'll make it up to the both of you some other time okay, i promise! But for now, do enjoy and be happy on your birthday(s)! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-492974488070254706?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/492974488070254706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=492974488070254706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/492974488070254706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/492974488070254706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/04/id-like-to-wish-darling-of-mine-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Selqx1EaH7I/AAAAAAAABiw/4JemLV6J1-E/s72-c/IMG_1663%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-7389563673308257014</id><published>2009-04-16T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:36:33.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SecAXjmoEKI/AAAAAAAABig/8k-yLdxEPT4/s1600-h/Picture+489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325225489083142306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SecAXjmoEKI/AAAAAAAABig/8k-yLdxEPT4/s320/Picture+489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday, we became the Official Dengue Mobsters! Sounds weird i know, but our job was way too cool till we didnt even bother! Haha. We had to go to every house in a specified block and give out pamphlets and stickers at every doorstep. We also had to inspect every potted plants and made sure that every empty pots are turned over. If not, we had to paste a "You Got Flipped!" sticker on the pots. This is the first time i'm doing such service and i enjoyed it very much! Even though we were sent to the wrong venue at first (tsk!) and then, our two-way transport was cancelled at the very last minute and we had to go home ourselves (double tsk!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, that last minute cancellation was somehow like, a blessing in disguise because due to that, Anne and I got to hang out with Afifah's way mature younger sister, Aleona Miami. Seriously no lie, you should compare Afah and her sis. You would definitely mistook Aleona as the elder one if you judge her by character even though she's 6 years different in age! Hahahaha, the truth right Anne? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325222783974473586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Seb96GSdf3I/AAAAAAAABiI/BphW2Yha5sk/s320/Picture+490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally overcame my fears with monkey bars eversince the accident where i fell from it and fractured my left arm. All thanks to Afifah Miami :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325225116210823266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SecAB2i8AGI/AAAAAAAABiY/BoILhkBRAnk/s320/Picture+492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325224191706746322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Seb_MCf_TdI/AAAAAAAABiQ/wRlmFin4WEg/s320/Picture+491.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;"So loving" -quoted from Afifah Miami (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;A friendly wave, after so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-7389563673308257014?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/7389563673308257014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=7389563673308257014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/7389563673308257014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/7389563673308257014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-we-became-official-dengue.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SecAXjmoEKI/AAAAAAAABig/8k-yLdxEPT4/s72-c/Picture+489.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-8322200947969971961</id><published>2009-04-14T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T06:12:50.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324525310623660130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SeSDjzlMuGI/AAAAAAAABhw/8oW2wI4IxQ0/s320/IMG_0855+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sunday's birthday gathering was great. Lots of great food, great drinks, great shows, great photos taken and great company! Hadn't had that much laughter on a weekend for so long. Its so sad though that Hadah &amp;amp; fam were too busy to drop by granny's house. If not, i would have experienced double happiness (!!!) last Sunday. Anyway, after the party, my cousins bullied me into putting lipstick all over my face. Boohoo, if you were to see me around, spot the 3 pimples starting to pop on my face due to our nonsensical ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324527633826491490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SeSFrCL6rGI/AAAAAAAABh4/LEFg0dO5dIE/s320/IMG_0838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Blog-to-blog war? So juvenile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Too bad, i don't wish to further&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;entertain Cyber Pussies like you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Thank you very much, good day (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-8322200947969971961?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/8322200947969971961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=8322200947969971961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8322200947969971961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/8322200947969971961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/04/sundays-birthday-gathering-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SeSDjzlMuGI/AAAAAAAABhw/8oW2wI4IxQ0/s72-c/IMG_0855+(7).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5381499037173181841</id><published>2009-04-12T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T14:52:48.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overdue photos from Sports Day.&lt;/strong&gt; Thank You, Faila (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;About the delay, its okay. Janji at last dapat ok lah tu! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323663739310878322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SeFz9wVArnI/AAAAAAAABho/lyLidutPW24/s320/sports1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323656199112221426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SeFtG25j4vI/AAAAAAAABhA/j7OyCug8yT4/s320/sports2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coool! Reminds me of mascots! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323656677454805298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SeFtis3UeTI/AAAAAAAABhY/zaEpQwp4nXg/s320/sports3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Leeeeewissssssssss, LEWIS ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323656616419568722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SeFtfJfYrFI/AAAAAAAABhQ/o4dj33TvN5g/s320/sports5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We bonded with this cute junior of ours, who was so shy at first and later got loud and crazy together! Three cheers for Nura, everyone :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SeFtTH5bJUI/AAAAAAAABhI/fJuOChhUYJw/s1600-h/sports4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323656409833481538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SeFtTH5bJUI/AAAAAAAABhI/fJuOChhUYJw/s320/sports4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pardon this cheeky teacher of ours! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'll be off to cousin's place to celebrate Iman's birthday soon. Ahhhh birthday again?! Creamyyyy cakes again?! Haha nevermind, looking at the bright side, its cousins bonding time again! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And oh ya, have i mentioned that I met Ayie last night? AAAHHHHHHH its like, finally seh! Its been about 1 month, i think, since we last met! He's been busy, and i've been very busy so ya, thats why.. But he texted me yesterday asking me to accompany him while he washes his brother's motorbike. Of course i said Okay! since i had no plans and all. Besides, i needed someone to talk to anyway. But yesterday's meeting was only a short one though. Nevermind, we'll meet again soooon! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-5381499037173181841?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/5381499037173181841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=5381499037173181841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5381499037173181841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5381499037173181841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/04/overdue-photos-from-sports-day_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SeFz9wVArnI/AAAAAAAABho/lyLidutPW24/s72-c/sports1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5046515676262170732</id><published>2009-04-10T04:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:15:08.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pathetic-ness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You're wrong, darling. Your recent post did &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;make me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;go boiling, instead it made me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;laugh out loud. You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;were unhappy that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;i labelled you as a..&lt;br /&gt;1. Big Mouth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, you retaliate immaturely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;by giving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;comments like..&lt;br /&gt;1. Big Mouth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;2. Slimming Pills&lt;br /&gt;3. Braces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now friends, is that reasonable? If &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;there is one point &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;you're unhappy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;about, talk &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt; about that 1 point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;Is there a need to give out that 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;other rude comments? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;You're hoping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;that by finding other's &lt;strong&gt;flaws&lt;/strong&gt;, it will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;you win. How shallow can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;be? I may have gained &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;weight,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;i've &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;also grown in &lt;strong&gt;height&lt;/strong&gt;. But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;Calling someone else stupid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;wont make you any smarter. Calling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;someone else fat wont make you any &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;slimmer. My point is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;CALLING SOMEONE ELSE NAMES WONT MAKE YOU ANY GREATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a way to talk about others &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;and yours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;like it. And that is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;what i'm unhappy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;about ; your &lt;strong&gt;rude&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;comments. Not those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;stories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;you're &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rumoured&lt;/strong&gt; to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;spreading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;This isnt a conflict about the truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;but about your &lt;strong&gt;uninsurable mouth,&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;should i say fingers? At least&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;before i pin-point &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;my fingers, i did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;homework ok. There was a choice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;between you and her, yet why were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;the one who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;got so &lt;strong&gt;worked up&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;it, and not her? As a matter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;fact, i didnt immediately &lt;strong&gt;accused&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;you. It was an option &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;between &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;and her but you were the one who got&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;so full with &lt;strong&gt;rage&lt;/strong&gt; and thought&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;its you i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;referring to. If &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;there's one thing you're &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;right, its only about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;you being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thick-skinned&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;And excuse me, we had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;so many spectators &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;back then. And most &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;said that the voices they could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;hear was you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;and your &lt;strong&gt;boyfriend's &lt;/strong&gt;yelling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;So who's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;trying to be a &lt;strong&gt;tigress&lt;/strong&gt; now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;came up to you and merely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;asked, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;"Are there no mirrors in school for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;you to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;reflect on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;yourself?". Is that called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;agressiveness to you? You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;shouting and &lt;strong&gt;banging&lt;/strong&gt; your hands on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;the table &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;mine was mostly kept &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;tight onto my files and books.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;Is that really called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;aggresiveness? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;Your bf was the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;who &lt;strong&gt;shouted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;"Buto!" (dick) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;later, you cursed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;"Fuck You" before i had to say "Fuck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;You Right Back". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;You both were the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;ones who hurled strong &lt;strong&gt;vulgarities&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;while i was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;trying so hard to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;efrain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;from it. So, was i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;really the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;agressive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;one? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;Choose your words&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wisely&lt;/strong&gt; la please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're being pathetic, you know that? Telling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;almost&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;everyone about this puny problem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;you're &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;facing. I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;hoping we could settle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;on a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;girl-to-girl talk but you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;were the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;brought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;upon yourself, didnt you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;Go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;ask Nira, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;Syaee, Samantha and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;est, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;did i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;a&lt;strong&gt; big deal&lt;/strong&gt; out of this issue? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;Infact, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;they find out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;about this &lt;strong&gt;themselves&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;dropping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt; by your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;blog, not through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;me telling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;Unlike you, who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;practically &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;told &lt;strong&gt;everyone&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;you came &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;across &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;yesterday ; your girlfriends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;your netball &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;team&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;and even friends who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;even that close to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;Isn't that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;already &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;concrete &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;proof&lt;/strong&gt; to how big your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;mouth is? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;Oh go on and make everyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;have the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;wrong &lt;strong&gt;impression&lt;/strong&gt; of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;Cause i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;really dont &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;care. I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;living my life and they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;watching&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;Do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;think your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;words would affect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt; much? When i first&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;stepped &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;BBSS,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;i was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;practically&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;damned&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;most &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;senior girls due to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;some conflicts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;boys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;So for your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;info, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;i am so &lt;strong&gt;seasoned&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;And now that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;long over, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;you're trying to open &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;up a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sequel&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;Oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;my guest, honey. At least i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guts&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;clarify things face to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;face, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;unlike &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;you who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;dares to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;voice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;infront of your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;computer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;screen&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;And if you were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;feeling super&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt;, i must be feeling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;waaay super &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;happy. Because behind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fanatic&lt;/strong&gt; posts of yours, i've got to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;soft side. After i left, you &lt;strong&gt;cried, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;and why is that? "Because i didn't get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;to get say my piece" (?) Lameeeeeeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;And huh? I &lt;strong&gt;won&lt;/strong&gt; the convo because i was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;prepared? Did you really think I treated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;that confrontation as an &lt;strong&gt;examination&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;something? Like &lt;strong&gt;as if&lt;/strong&gt; it was such a huge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;deal and i had to prepare notes and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;If you're really &lt;strong&gt;innocent&lt;/strong&gt;, it wouldn't be a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;difficult task just to fight for your rights, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;you're saying that you can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;talk back if you're &lt;strong&gt;prepared&lt;/strong&gt;? Just like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;how you're always prepared to &lt;strong&gt;condemn &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;others in your blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first place, if you really think i was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;accusing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;you should have just come out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;and talk, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;instead of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;expressing &lt;strong&gt;criticisms&lt;/strong&gt; out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;in your blog. Thats just the proof to how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;much of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;a &lt;strong&gt;coward&lt;/strong&gt; you are. And to her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;beloved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;friends who keep saying things like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;"anyhow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;accuse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;without knowing the truth", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;i'm &lt;strong&gt;wondering &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;whether do any of you girls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;actually know my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;of &lt;strong&gt;truth&lt;/strong&gt; before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;typing&lt;/strong&gt; out such statements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;To those who still think i'm the devil, feel free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;approach&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;me and i'd be more than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;to fill in my side of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;story. And to those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;who are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clueless&lt;/strong&gt; about this, I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;suggest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;get to know both sides of the story first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;before siding anyone based on &lt;strong&gt;favouritism&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;To my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;friends who think that she's in the right, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;i wont&lt;strong&gt; stop&lt;/strong&gt; you from taking her side. Because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;unlike her, i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;can &lt;strong&gt;stand&lt;/strong&gt; on both my feet &lt;strong&gt;alone&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-5046515676262170732?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/5046515676262170732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=5046515676262170732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5046515676262170732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5046515676262170732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/04/pathetic-ness_3184.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-987530260877432616</id><published>2009-04-07T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T07:51:28.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh its the birthday season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So that means, i have to start saving up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for my beloved's presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, 7 April, is Fiefie's birthday :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i'm the first to wish her exactly at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;midnight! Awww. Anyway once again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY FIE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy your 17th birthday alright.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May we meet up soon okay! I love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321915063603302818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sds9jbrgEaI/AAAAAAAABg4/Ou4FqxGcpCE/s320/%23+lovely+twinnie.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hey friends, doesn't she know?&lt;br /&gt;Fighting back using criticism is so so lower&lt;br /&gt;sec attitude. Its too bad her mind matures&lt;br /&gt;a little slower than us, isn't it? Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Its okay, we shall see how this flow goes.&lt;br /&gt;You want fanatic? Ooh i shall give you one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Can Talk All You Want,&lt;br /&gt;But My Skin Is Really Thick.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Oh yes honey, that is so true.&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead and keep on talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-987530260877432616?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/987530260877432616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=987530260877432616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/987530260877432616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/987530260877432616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-its-birthday-season-so-that-means-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sds9jbrgEaI/AAAAAAAABg4/Ou4FqxGcpCE/s72-c/%23+lovely+twinnie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-4460358012245420648</id><published>2009-04-05T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T08:13:09.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Saturday, 4 March 09.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday to dearest little &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cousin, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Shafiq&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FIEZA O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FIZZY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SdlTRzMYe6I/AAAAAAAABgo/8Inl6YCCa0w/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321375999979977634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SdlTRzMYe6I/AAAAAAAABgo/8Inl6YCCa0w/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321375575192532562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SdlS5EvKdlI/AAAAAAAABgY/_YSaEwWMSs8/s320/Picture+0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321375716317803090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SdlTBSeDMlI/AAAAAAAABgg/JmL2SAlhQG8/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;There's even chocolate fondue! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321376180085416146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SdlTcSI3YNI/AAAAAAAABgw/qegwnQWObHE/s320/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hadah Supergirl :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, i shan't elaborate more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This headache is killing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm losing my voice too. And Sports&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day is just tomorrow! Tsk, this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cough is really testing my patience.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think i'll be coming school tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See you guys @ the stadium then! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-4460358012245420648?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/4460358012245420648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=4460358012245420648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4460358012245420648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4460358012245420648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday-4-march-09.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SdlTRzMYe6I/AAAAAAAABgo/8Inl6YCCa0w/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-4839688027361689917</id><published>2009-04-02T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T03:24:17.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SdR3pBeYwjI/AAAAAAAABgQ/RP_TIaGaCOs/s1600-h/Run+Anne,+Run!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320008606485627442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SdR3pBeYwjI/AAAAAAAABgQ/RP_TIaGaCOs/s320/Run+Anne,+Run!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Me pulling Anne to the finishing point while&lt;br /&gt;Afifah enthusiastically cheered her on :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is this what friends are really for? Cause &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;right now i'm feeling very blessed and contented&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to have friends like them. Friends who were there &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to wipe the tears off my cheek, if there is. Friends &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who never fails to make me laugh everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friends which became the motivation for me to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;keep coming back to school. Friends who never &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got tired of always sending me back home from &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;school. All in all, they were the friends &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who were always there for me for the past 3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;years of my secondary life. And surprisingly, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we never had a real big fight before! Little &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tiffs happens sometimes but not huge ones &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;though, thank god. Sometimes i myself wonder &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how can that be as i realise that i can be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stubborn and big-headed at times, yet our &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;friendship would still be as smooth-sailing as ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last month, the 3 of us got bored of our &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;undramatic friendship which has no major downs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We pretended to be in a big fight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and even distanced ourselves from one another &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in classes. However, it was only till recess &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that i could hold up the act. I missed them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;too much and i started tearing up. Hahaha, shhhh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is that the prove to how much they mean to me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, not forgetting &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Siti Syairah Hasri&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who was also a great friend to the 3 of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And she still is now, despite the fact that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all have different school schedules &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which made us slightly apart from her. I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still remember those times when we were still &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in lower sec and used to cover up for one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;another's nonsense act. We kept each &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;other's secret well, even though we used to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have some friends who cant. And in fact, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;up till now i still hear stories of our&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Dear Friend &amp;amp; her Big Mouth".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Latest news i got hold of is that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she went around telling others about her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;own good friend's secret. Sadly, that secret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;has been leaked to almost half the school &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now. Backstab much? Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But oh well, as long as i'm pretty much sure &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that i dont own any close friends like that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that i can manage my mouth well, i'd &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;be happy to live my life the way it is now (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BTW, Coming Soon with Syaee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday night was GREAT. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love you, sayang! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shall do it again soon okay :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-4839688027361689917?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/4839688027361689917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=4839688027361689917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4839688027361689917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4839688027361689917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-pulling-anne-to-finishing-point.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SdR3pBeYwjI/AAAAAAAABgQ/RP_TIaGaCOs/s72-c/Run+Anne,+Run!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-270629986370605650</id><published>2009-03-31T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T06:42:38.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319337858707620882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SdIVmXSOBBI/AAAAAAAABfw/0wF7yfaGTfM/s320/ariel.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319337273143128578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SdIVER4w8gI/AAAAAAAABfo/j7Bbr14qBiA/s200/kirana_larasati_027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;The gentleman and the lady above is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ditmar Hadi&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Kirana Larasati&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;respectively. They are the leading actor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and actress of my current favourite Indonesian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sinetron, Cucu Menantu. Ain't any typical&lt;/div&gt;twist and turn Indon series that you'd find&lt;br /&gt;everywhere. Dont get me wrong, i'm not a fan&lt;br /&gt;of Indonesian sinetrons (remember Kawin&lt;br /&gt;Masal, the series where i was so enthu&lt;br /&gt;at first then lost my interest halfway?)&lt;br /&gt;but this one really caught my attention&lt;br /&gt;and kept me coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;thus this must be real good! :D&lt;br /&gt;Hah, and the best news is that both of&lt;br /&gt;them are together even in real life!&lt;br /&gt;Ever since Valentine's Day 09, awwww!&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeee, wishing them all the&lt;br /&gt;best in their love life (: Seeing them&lt;br /&gt;together just makes me smile, i dont&lt;br /&gt;know why hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319343140244701394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SdIaZyiyQNI/AAAAAAAABgI/iKhpHRZT9RE/s320/cucu2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Awwww, melting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-270629986370605650?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/270629986370605650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=270629986370605650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/270629986370605650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/270629986370605650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/03/lady-and-gentleman-above-is-ditmar-hadi.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SdIVmXSOBBI/AAAAAAAABfw/0wF7yfaGTfM/s72-c/ariel.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-4934205510867151677</id><published>2009-03-28T05:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T05:29:31.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was absent from school yesterday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet, i went out with my favourite girl, Liy (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But hey, i have an MC okay! Thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to my diarrhoea which cured at the very &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;last minute. Haha. Anyway, we planned &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to watch Coming Soon but ended up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watching The Unborn instead. Real cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;movie, i must say. Even though not as &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;scary as how we wanted it to be -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But definitely, its a movie that is worth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my $6! But the bonus point is, i have &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;found my latest obsession through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the movie. Which is none other than the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;leading actress itself, Odette Yustman :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318115331203329650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sc29t5bu7nI/AAAAAAAABfA/FCfeuIR3KHA/s320/The-Unborn-Movie-Poster-International-odette-yustman-3436235-540-800%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318115435031383410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sc29z8ORTXI/AAAAAAAABfI/r685iLUv6Xo/s320/odette_yustman_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Superrrrrrr hot body. And extremely&lt;br /&gt;gorrrrgeous face! I am sooo melting :D&lt;br /&gt;Even Liy agrees with me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But most importantly, i have spent much&lt;br /&gt;of my quality time with Liy! I really had fun&lt;br /&gt;catching up with you :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318115016064526002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sc29bjcyZrI/AAAAAAAABe4/Q9C5zq1sbmU/s320/IMG_0812%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The big shocker news&lt;br /&gt;is that, Liy and I have been friends since&lt;br /&gt;we were &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THREE!&lt;/span&gt; I couldn't believe it myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We MIA-ed from each other ever since we &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;entered primary school. And finally &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reunited last year at the door of Play. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was bored, so i tried to be friendly with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the girls who was in line with us (which&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then happens to be Liy &amp;amp; Mash)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Me: Hello, how old are you guys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Liy: 15. You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Me: Sameee. I'm 15 too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Liy: Whats your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Me: Diyana, but my friends call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;me Diy. You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Liy: Im Liyana, but my friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;call me Liy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Me: Really?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Both burst out laughing :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow. Its been a reaaal long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i'm glad i can finally meet up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with my kindergarten bestfriend after&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so so long. I guess this is what they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;call fate? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-4934205510867151677?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/4934205510867151677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=4934205510867151677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4934205510867151677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/4934205510867151677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-was-absent-from-school-yesterday-yet_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sc29t5bu7nI/AAAAAAAABfA/FCfeuIR3KHA/s72-c/The-Unborn-Movie-Poster-International-odette-yustman-3436235-540-800%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-1666136308481125050</id><published>2009-03-26T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T05:24:36.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SctthzSd9FI/AAAAAAAABew/2XhAMlYROBA/s1600-h/Picture+485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317464212511781970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SctthzSd9FI/AAAAAAAABew/2XhAMlYROBA/s320/Picture+485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday's Fragrances talk was boooring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congrats to those who decided not to go, you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people made the right choice :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was halfway to my dream land but since&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was sitting right smack at the center of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the auditorium, i guess it would be rude if&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the speaker catch me dozing off halfway -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But anyway, in order to keep me awake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afifah and I made jokes at every opportunity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that comes by to keep me entertained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fortunately, the talk ended an hour later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we quickly made our way out before &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they could say anything further.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Much had happened over the past &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;few days. Anne's phone went missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My contact lenses also went missing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while i was swimming (stupid, i know -.-).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anne currently has no other temporary &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;number and i will ransack my whole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;drawer to search for my previous SIM card &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for her to use temporarily (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm currently using my specs to school and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everywhere else. I'm still not used to it as&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll feel uncomfortable around my nose bridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;area whenever i start to sweat. But i'm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still learning to adapt though (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was just like any other school day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Except that i made plans to meet someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after school, and he showed up late (as &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;expected) and then went missing just like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that. He has yet to give me an &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;explanation, but you know what? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont care anymore. I've been taking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my homework and studies a little bit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;more seriously now (or at least i try to). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boys are so out of the question.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, boys. Hellooo, O Level (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Not my type".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-1666136308481125050?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/1666136308481125050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=1666136308481125050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/1666136308481125050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/1666136308481125050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/03/yesterdays-fragrances-talk-was-boooring.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SctthzSd9FI/AAAAAAAABew/2XhAMlYROBA/s72-c/Picture+485.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-1778130149467984367</id><published>2009-03-23T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T03:39:29.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Saturday, 21 March.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BBQ @ Sembawang Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316287438310319170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Scc_QhxbpEI/AAAAAAAABdY/MYRom-_G7rE/s320/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316287940984129650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Scc_tyYNSHI/AAAAAAAABdo/bnomdbqVe9U/s320/Picture+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316289861718241330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ScdBdlq58DI/AAAAAAAABeo/SV4WQJlizO4/s320/Picture+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316289568472088226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ScdBMhPkvqI/AAAAAAAABeg/9TAYy5E4IbY/s320/Picture+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316289430640707394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ScdBEfyAx0I/AAAAAAAABeY/EuJwSB3zRpg/s320/Picture+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ScdA0lwQmwI/AAAAAAAABeQ/C1wLqLtcwQw/s1600-h/Picture+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316289157366061826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ScdA0lwQmwI/AAAAAAAABeQ/C1wLqLtcwQw/s320/Picture+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316288105390072226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Scc_3W1o4aI/AAAAAAAABdw/en-fV05NNFU/s320/Picture+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316288654662919170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ScdAXVCfZAI/AAAAAAAABeA/0QL_VDWxm84/s320/Picture+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316288357786216274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ScdAGDFkZ1I/AAAAAAAABd4/kNoYG69SAPQ/s320/Picture+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, this ain't any forest fire you're seeing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the mini campfire we made to ward &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;off the mosquitoes after the rain :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316287710835447794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Scc_gZAfF_I/AAAAAAAABdg/Co9BwqA92YM/s320/Picture+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316288933943597426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ScdAnlcMWXI/AAAAAAAABeI/SHnSUzdVr7A/s320/Picture+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good girl doing homework to kill the night away ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316287025982868962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Scc-4hu6DeI/AAAAAAAABdQ/ahnSMviLCII/s320/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316286770947158706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Scc-prpp8rI/AAAAAAAABdI/s9kKsiT9r6Q/s320/Picture+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316286403878321970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Scc-UUNn_zI/AAAAAAAABdA/YLFBGVAenr4/s320/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316286067952967074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Scc-Awyx3aI/AAAAAAAABc4/h0LVLHa9NlU/s320/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rina the Minah came!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316285894983183714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Scc92sbkbWI/AAAAAAAABcw/_KDIIfbdL_o/s320/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316285597227977218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Scc9lXNMigI/AAAAAAAABco/-Dnt04iVx9E/s320/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Doughnuts brought by maternal cousins :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316285331160656066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Scc9V4BzaMI/AAAAAAAABcg/AToAD5FBxaA/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316284525344413538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Scc8m-IPV2I/AAAAAAAABcY/TuSLmJlT6rw/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Caught in the rain :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank you to all who have come down to Sembawang and made this BBQ happening. Even though the rain was so heavy, it didnt stop me from having fun with you guys :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Friday, 20 March.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Scc7gig1s9I/AAAAAAAABcQ/b_5R2TJp1NA/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316283315340555218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Scc7gig1s9I/AAAAAAAABcQ/b_5R2TJp1NA/s320/Picture+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316281980857774930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Scc6S3LWc1I/AAAAAAAABcI/ypmHbj9ctVc/s320/Picture+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Went to the Orchard Cineleisure with Fifie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Ninie to catch the movie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paul Blart : Mall Cop.&lt;br /&gt;Quite hilarious and pretty motivating (:&lt;br /&gt;However i was a bit disappointed that I&lt;br /&gt;didnt manage to watch Coming Soon&lt;br /&gt;cause its rated NC16 (my cousins are still&lt;br /&gt;14 and 15!). But its okay, i've planned a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;movie date with Liy someday this week &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to catch Coming Soon in cinemas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wee, i cant wait! :D&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Whats with the fucked up face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-1778130149467984367?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/1778130149467984367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=1778130149467984367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/1778130149467984367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/1778130149467984367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday-21-march.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Scc_QhxbpEI/AAAAAAAABdY/MYRom-_G7rE/s72-c/Picture+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-6220357188239326738</id><published>2009-03-19T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T05:53:27.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lately, i've been having friends over at my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;house after school (yes, sadly we still have school &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;despite the holidays). First, it was Jelly &amp;amp; Anne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watched movies, surfed the Net and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goofed around at home before leaving &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for swimming. Then the next day, i had Afifah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My family invited her for dinner at Megabites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cafe, somewhere in the NUS campus. She &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ordered Fish &amp;amp; Chips while i ordered the Combo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Set. They cost only $4.50 per set, which is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;super cheap considering its quality and quantity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314873511059029762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ScI5TITOfwI/AAAAAAAABcA/ccrw-1D9AAU/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And thats Afah, trying to feed me some of her mushroom soup. Awww :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314872024486318674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ScI38mYrElI/AAAAAAAABb4/RFkDXbfbzFw/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Our artistic dessert (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My little sister (kak Nini) was so in love with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afah that she begs her to sleep over at our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But because we have school the next day, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afah has to turn it down and postpone to some other &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;day. My sis sulked the whole journey back home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after sending Afah home! Aiyoo Afah, you've&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got one big fan at your back. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, Afah came by again. This time, with Anne &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;along. We made plans to go cycling around the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;estate. But since its been a while since Anne rode &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a bike, we had to give time for her to warm up first &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at my void deck. Afah wanted to roller-blade so badly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but she gave up halfway and take the bike instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahaha. It was so so KECOH la, i tell you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anne kept falling for idk-how-many times (i'm still trying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to control my laughter as i'm typing this!),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afah kept cursing and shouting whenever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anne lose control of her bike and i just kept &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;laughing hard seeing the two of them. Hahahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cute la, you two (: But in spite of all that, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we managed to cycle around Gombak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Bukit Batok. Hmm so its considered a job well done :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hah. I just love my girls man.&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/132494328781558688-6220357188239326738?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/6220357188239326738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=6220357188239326738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6220357188239326738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6220357188239326738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/03/lately-ive-been-having-friends-over-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ScI5TITOfwI/AAAAAAAABcA/ccrw-1D9AAU/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-1684387509254191007</id><published>2009-03-17T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:13:41.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ScCQXf86-XI/AAAAAAAABbw/ZwWceEvKDBQ/s1600-h/rustyducky061-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314406293685598578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ScCQXf86-XI/AAAAAAAABbw/ZwWceEvKDBQ/s320/rustyducky061-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eunice Goh aka Jelly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had a great time bonding with Jelly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesterday. We should do this more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you, babe (:&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/132494328781558688-1684387509254191007?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/1684387509254191007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=1684387509254191007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/1684387509254191007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/1684387509254191007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/03/eunice-goh-aka-jelly.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/ScCQXf86-XI/AAAAAAAABbw/ZwWceEvKDBQ/s72-c/rustyducky061-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-53133858155254565</id><published>2009-03-15T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T12:13:32.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, hello people. I had a tiring day today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks to Mak Mok's free tickets, my family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I headed down to Sentosa at the very last minute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this morning. My bruised knee couldnt stand the salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;water so i ended up lying down at the hammock most &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ot the time. Haha. The breeze there was great though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At around 2pm, we washed up and Dad then sent me off &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to Zura's house. Spending my night here and so, here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am playing her lappy while she's snoring away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;beside me :D (i've got permission, dont worry).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm currently waiting for few movie videos to load. Another&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cinderella Story, He's Just Not That Into You &amp;amp; Slumdog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Millionaire. Hopefully my eyes wont get droopy and fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;asleep halfway through the movies. So yea, obviously i &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gave Zouk a pass today. Wasnt in the mood for any &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;serious dancing due to the ugly scars i recently got. I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cant even stretch my leg fully and you expect me to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bust moves on the dancefloor? Haha. Sorry to peeps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who've asked. There's always a next time (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, Another Cinderella Story has finished &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uploading! Weeeee, goodnight for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;" It's been about a year now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Ain't seen or heard from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I've been missing you crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;How do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;How do you sleep? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-53133858155254565?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/53133858155254565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=53133858155254565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/53133858155254565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/53133858155254565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-6981974621728119222</id><published>2009-03-13T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T12:11:08.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cross Country 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312672270491012466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SbpnSEKvTXI/AAAAAAAABbo/fo6g27do12Y/s320/Picture+484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congratulations, LEWIS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On emerging as the house champion &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;again, for the third time back-to-back (:&lt;br /&gt;Was happy that i maintained my&lt;br /&gt;position under Top 50 this year, despite&lt;br /&gt;the fact that we had to run with the 5NA&lt;br /&gt;girls and majority of them are the school's &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;greatest runner, mind you!&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz came in 1st and we can never be more &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;proud of him! Our words of motivation did not go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to waste afterall. We love you, Bro! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nazirul loses the challenge and he has to treat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;us (Afah, Anne, Bro and I) a meal each during &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;recess when school reopens later! Weee, cant wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I may not be as close to him like you are but i truly understand how you feel. I've lost a good friend too to the "inside world" and i must admit, i'm missing him way much. Be patient okay? I'm sure he is currently safely remanded inside. Lets wait for a few more weeks to pass before starting to hope for his call again. Stay strong okay dude, we're always here sharing the pain together with you (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Straw &amp;amp; Tea (they know, you know, i know) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-6981974621728119222?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/6981974621728119222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=6981974621728119222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6981974621728119222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6981974621728119222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/03/cross-country-2009-congratulations.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SbpnSEKvTXI/AAAAAAAABbo/fo6g27do12Y/s72-c/Picture+484.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-5588684122367172310</id><published>2009-03-11T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T07:01:54.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today.. A lifeless day for me, a disappointing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one for Anne, a boring one for Maggie but a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;crazy one for Afifah cause she's too excited &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;about X-Country tomorrow. Haha. Oh ya, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;speaking of X-Country which will be held at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the Japanese Garden, i would like to wish &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALL THE BEST to all those participating! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And fyi, i'm running tomorrow! Whee! I'm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not sure if my ankle is already strong enough &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to complete the race but hey, what have i got &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to lose? This is the last year i have left to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;participate in BBSS' X-Country (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, hello readers! I am sorry for the lack &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of updates. Hehe, i have been lazy for the past &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;few days, sorry! Hmm but sadly, there has not &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;been any reply from my hate-tagger(ms) over &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the past few days of my absence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Disappointed? Yes, of course. Cause the post i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dedicated specially for her on the 2 March has &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet to be replied. Loser, much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay okay enough, lets put that aside as i &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont want my blog to be a site for trouble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And also, i want to share with you people &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;something that i'm currently feeling very &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;envious of!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311920881196323938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sbe75c6v1GI/AAAAAAAABbg/UzFl3Ivb7zs/s320/Picture+483.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0 1 2 3 4 !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! Cool right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nadiah, you are so so so lucky! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My number is a dull 01066 -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hah nevermind, its not about the number&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway. But hey, 01234 is still way cool,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know! Hahahahhahaahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay till here then. See you guys &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tomorrow @ Japanese Garden! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Just like husband &amp;amp; wife" (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10.34am: Tie. Smiles. Elated. Head ov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;er heels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;2.28pm: Truth. Tears. Broken-hearted. Lovelorn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-5588684122367172310?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/5588684122367172310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=5588684122367172310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5588684122367172310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/5588684122367172310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/03/today.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/Sbe75c6v1GI/AAAAAAAABbg/UzFl3Ivb7zs/s72-c/Picture+483.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132494328781558688.post-6179256780966536113</id><published>2009-03-06T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T06:17:48.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SbEvueD4cmI/AAAAAAAABbY/Yqs1BSRxEJE/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310077911036359266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SbEvueD4cmI/AAAAAAAABbY/Yqs1BSRxEJE/s320/Picture+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;A random photo of me and cousin, Ninie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;taking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;a break after doing our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;school assignment together at her house. I'm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;looking forward to such gatherings again (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gave school a miss today. Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause i was feeling feverish and i sprained my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ankle due to my fall last night. Last night, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was raining cats and dogs in Bukit Batok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i was caught in the rain since i was on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the way home from Granny's house. To those &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who still does not know me yet, i can go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gugu gaga over fountains and rain, or &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anything that has to do with clean water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went skipping and turning around in the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rain last night. Since it was dark and unclear , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i tripped over a platform and had &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to limp my way home. Tsk, such a dumb ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I experienced a stinging pain while getting ready &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for school in the morning and decided that i was&lt;br /&gt;not strong enough for school and the Career &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fair @ Suntec City. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dad accompanied me to the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;polyclinic as i want to recover as quickly as &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;possible for Cross Country next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And guess what? The doctor did several checks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on my ankle and gave me an excuse chit for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;physical activities until next Friday. ARGHHH,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOO! Doc said that if i feel that i'll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;be strong enough for the run next Thurs, i may&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;go ahead and participate but its all on my own risk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He also gave me pain killers and a cream to treat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the infection on my left toe. Did i tell you guys that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my left toe has been infected with fungus and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my toe has turned greenish yellow due to it?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exaggerating, its true! I can walk as&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;per normal but when i run, yellow liquid (nanah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will ooze out from my toe. Eew right? I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gaaaah, i can just go mad thinking about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please put your hands together everyone, and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pray that i'll recover fully before Cross Country.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/132494328781558688-6179256780966536113?l=diytionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/feeds/6179256780966536113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=132494328781558688&amp;postID=6179256780966536113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6179256780966536113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/132494328781558688/posts/default/6179256780966536113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diytionary.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-photo-of-me-and-cousin-ninie.html' title=''/><author><name>Diyana Sa'it.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06350516171070590490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJxBVjE0gII/SbEvueD4cmI/AAAAAAAABbY/Yqs1BSRxEJE/s72-c/Picture+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
