<?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-1015096075582546331</id><updated>2011-07-29T02:32:37.793+08:00</updated><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='longer'/><category term='eew'/><category term='sing-along'/><category term='show me the moon'/><category term='this is it'/><category term='hello'/><category term='the coffee&apos;s still on my tongue'/><category term='graduation'/><category term='honeybee'/><category term='tired'/><category term='smellyyyy'/><category term='as hard as i try'/><category term='Mr Sun burnt me'/><category term='these crazy fantasies'/><category term='Paramore&apos;s loved'/><category term='grr'/><category term='i won&apos;t run though'/><category term='finally done'/><category term='cotton candy'/><category term='loser'/><category term='Stop flooding mee.'/><category term='awesome eyebrow'/><category term='my fickled mind'/><category term='just keep swimming'/><category term='those lovely days'/><category term='that fee fee feelingggg'/><category term='i&apos;m aching'/><category term='counting days'/><category term='get back'/><category term='pleaseraintonight'/><category term='awkward silences'/><category term='deciding'/><category term='exhausted'/><category term='look ahead; not behind'/><category term='goodbye'/><category term='show me my aim'/><category term='mixed feelings'/><category term='i dont care'/><category term='boohoo'/><category term='a little too late'/><category term='Let&apos;s fly away'/><category term='celebration'/><category term='.....'/><category term='Wonderland'/><category term='busybusybusy'/><category term='will you?'/><title type='text'>steady pom pi pi!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015096075582546331.post-555866668710975068</id><published>2010-09-23T18:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T19:01:36.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mixed feelings'/><title type='text'>hey  you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hellooooo world. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been too long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last update was like 2 months ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not gonna continue my Taiwan story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm sure I be back there soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a new chapter:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once again, I just love travelling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even just the word can get me excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not that I've been travelling but I'm planning a solo trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wanna take a trip somewhere next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So when you travel, you'll probably gonna make a trip to the airport somewhere to get somewhere else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'mma tell you about my love for airports.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love airports as Goodbyes meet Hellos &amp;amp; vice versa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm usually excited when I step into the airport even though I ain't taking a trip to nowhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's just fun to witness the different feelings we have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An airport is a place full of both happiness &amp;amp; sadness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're sad to see someone go; for days, months or even years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when they're back you're as happy as you can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just can't put them down into words; the 'thing' I have for airports.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I just simply love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know why I wanna be someone else badly right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-555866668710975068?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/555866668710975068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/555866668710975068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/555866668710975068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey-you.html' title='hey  you!'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-1551821799658476710</id><published>2010-06-16T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T01:46:42.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='those lovely days'/><title type='text'>i miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It feels so long since I last posted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And of course it's been so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been to the Taiwan fieldtrip and just got back days ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I gotta tell you that it's awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And right now, I'm seriously missing all those days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From being on the opposite side of the road, the weather, the early sunrise/sunset,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the way they speak Engrish and everything lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got so use to the routine and suddenly, everything has to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It seems like the whole week passed superr fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish that I could rewind to last week while I'm still there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So now I'm left with less than a week to the re-examinations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have yet to study cause I'm tied down with coursework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wished that I have finished them way earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok. My intentions now is not to complain about the not-holiday-but-holiday thingy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I'm here to tell you guys about the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, Taiwan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So gear up cause it's gonna be quite a long post ahead k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got up early. Around 5 I guess to get ready to go to the airport. The night before &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slept around 2 doing last minute packing. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I practically only got like 3 hrs of sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was kinda late arriving at the airport. Checked-in and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Found out that our flight to HK was delayed. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After half an hour I guess we got on the plane and we're on our way to HK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since we arrived later than expected in HK, we missed the flight to Taipei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that's when we got kinda 'stranded' in HK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got no choice but to catch the next flight which is at 6pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It simply means that we have to waitwaitwait for like 3hrs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-______-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luckily Cathay compensated us by issuing us meal vouchers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were hungry so we searched for a halal restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Popeyes was the only one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I haven't even tried the one in Singapore and here I am enjoying them in HK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not bad eh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After that we still got more than HK$100 worth of coupons so we decided&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to buy Starbucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were so tamak that we decided to buy large drinks, a cake and 3 biscuits. End up we &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;finished only half of our drinks and we threw the rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nvm lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not our money whatt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So by 6pm plus we're on our way to Taipei. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By 8pm plus we've finally arrived at our final destination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohya, btw, the airplane from HK to Taipei was the latest version I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the best plane on this trip so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love their playlist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They got everything from the latest albums to even K-pop ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so excited to see 2NE1's album. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So finally arrived at the airport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met our tour guide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mr Yun's the name yaw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He told us he waited for 7 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pity him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We waited for the coach and it took us to our hostel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That was also the first time I feel the night breeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woke up early. Falah was my room mate btw. She's the first to wake up everytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the rest of the days, even though I set the alarm, she is always the first person to wake up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and wake me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha. I always snooze my alarm and get back under my blanket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So back to the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, I was shocked that the sun was almost all the way up even though I know that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the have early sunrise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There, it is literally 9 in the afternoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By 9am, it's already like noon here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, had breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had sandwich and bubble tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't even finish the sandwich.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry to say but it's kinda disgusting. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's like a prata thingy inside and corn and some other stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's triple layer summore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bubble tea was nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So our first destination is the Yehliu Geopark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a 2 hour journey from Taipei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's the day when our 'nap session' in the coach started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since then, every journey seems long and there's always ample time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for our naps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The geopark was amazing. The natural rock formation was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I was gaping at them the first time I lay my eyes on them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By then I know that Taiwan is hot and dry like SG but it seems like it's always air-conditioned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We then had packed lunch in the bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we're on the way to Toucheng Farm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the afternoon, we arrived at the farm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I totally loved the farm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We checked in into the accomodation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were literally jumping when we saw the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has a Jap home theme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's totally cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I must say that I love it more than the hostel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Khairunnisa, Anusha and Nisa were my room mate only for that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Later, we toured the farm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was huge manszx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the serenity there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's totally something different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We bbq-ed for dinner and later on we made tian dian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a traditional lantern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We made them from scratch and we wrote our wishes on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We then let it fly into the night sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There were even fireworks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really miss that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was just amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had a de-briefing session and lights off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 3;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As usual, I was the last one to wake up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Planned to wake up around 0430 to catch the sunrise but only Khairunnisa woke up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha! Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had breakfast and soon after we load our bags onto the coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We carried out an experiment on the nearby river.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next, we visited a hotspring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It wasn't a natural one but it's still one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hesitated to put my foot in at first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Firstly cause I'm wearing my boot and secondly I'm scared cause it's really hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But after seeing the others enjoying it, I put my foot in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was really hot but after a while it's soothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My foot felt lighter after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok. So had lunch somewhere. I forgot. In the bus I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And another journey starts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A 3 hour journey to Taroko Gorge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The view there was just stunning. I can't really describe it in words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even pictures won't do justice to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You gotta see it to believe it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was worth the journey; after all the twist and turns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After that head to Hua Lien for our next accomodation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the Lige Hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's 4 or 5 stars. Idk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would give it a 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the signboard with our school name on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It shows that we are welcomed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before that had dinner. It was a local vegetarian noodle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It wasn't vegetarian actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But they made it vegetarian specially for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I enjoyed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The rest don't like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So again had a de-briefing session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Washed up and watched I Not Stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohya, Falah was my room mate again since then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That night I got irritated with a 7 - 11 ad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a sausage with cheesee. I swear that ad made me craved for a hotdog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blah, blah and lights off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 4:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had a buffet breakfast but sadly, we could only have toast and salad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The rest ............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We then bid farewell to the hotel and visited the Seven Star Lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a beach actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I forgot why it's called a lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did some geography thingy on the beach and we're gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We head back to Taipei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It took us 3 1/2 hours I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the way stopped by Carrefour to purchase food for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They couldn't find a halal restaurant so we had to buy stuffs from there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remembered I bought croissants, choc milk, egg tart and some other stuffs lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that's our lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So napped most of the journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's just so tiring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, we reached Taipei and the Danshui Mangrove.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a mangrove in a middle of a busy city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unbelievable eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fortunately, we do not need to see the mangroves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It started to rain when we're halfway there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We turned back and we're back on the coach again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had Carrefour food dinner and we visited the Fisherman's Wharf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a bridge and it's said that it was a a shooting scene of a local drama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I must say that it's a romantic place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was peaceful too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's where I started to feel homesick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miss everything back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Decided to call home later but changed my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We ended quite late and it's not often that you get a week off manxzs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I remembered me and Anusha ran down that flight of stairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were shouting all the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like small kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Later, we head to Shih Lin Night Market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shopping time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It looks a bit like Geylang Pasar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the smell was kinda unpleasant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't bought anything except for a drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love their chin chow there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's bigger compared to here and it's yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The rest bought something I think. Idk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to hostel and de-brief. And lights off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a long day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 5:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I must say that today was one of the least interesting day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So had breakfast. It's the sandwich again I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then visited AVON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got to see their sort of factory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cool but I definitely wouldn't wanna work there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then had lunch at a halal restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After days of packed lunch and junk food, it was a relief!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The food tasted something local and the ayam was sedap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We really enjoyed lunch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we went to take a ride on the High Speed Train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought it was as fast as the bullet train. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It wasn't that fast lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was only a 7 min ride to the next station.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next, we head to Hsin Chu. That's where we visited the Black Bat Squadron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Museum. It's about history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We met this pilot who went through the mission like yearsyears ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then had dinner at the same restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a beef noodle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each one of us got a bowl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We couldn't finish it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's just too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the night market was cancelled. So, hostel and had a longgg de-brief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then washed up and lights off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Still got 2 days worth of reflections. Just forget about reading them if you can't take it anymore.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 6:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's our last day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not officially the last one but it's the last day we're going out and about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had breakfast and head to Yangmingshan National Park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We saw a volcanoe right in front of our eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the whole place reek of sulfur!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trekked a bit and it started to rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next stop: C.K.S Memorial Hall and Z.L.C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We saw the guard exchange ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By then it's almost dinner time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So had dinner on the bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's shopping time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's called Wu Feng Pu. It's so similar to Bugis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once again, i don't know what to buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just bought myself a cargo pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then it's back to the hostel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the way back, they k-boxed on the bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the hostel celebrated Fazz's b'dae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone was in high spirits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No de-brief so washed up and stay awake till 2 plus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We sneaked to Anusha's room and we watched the first WC match and gossiped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sneaked back to our room and zzzzzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remembered Azmee calling just to chat cause he can't sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was half listening to his blahblahblah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lol! Sorry bro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok! I'm gonna stop here for the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll continue the last day's story on my next post k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My finger's gonna break soon and I got F&amp;amp;N tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So nytes world.&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/1015096075582546331-1551821799658476710?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1551821799658476710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-miss-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/1551821799658476710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/1551821799658476710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-8360544712114050208</id><published>2010-05-19T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T18:37:05.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busybusybusy'/><title type='text'>Be right back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yoha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just realised that it's Wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mid-week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the next weeks to come, gonna be pretty busy babyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next week, Mon to Wed, gonna have hot-housing for Malay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Malay O's at the end of the month; on the 31st.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, on Thurs, its Parent-Teacher Conference(PTC).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The next week, Malay O's will take place and it's already the 1st week of June holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And obviously we can 'burn' the 1st two weeks of hols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gonna be lessons straight and on the 6th, I'm off to Taiwan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wooh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a fieldtrip. Gonna spend a week there. I'll be lying if I say that I'm not excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's less than 20 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the lazy part is; packing my bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gonna need to pack soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So after that week, gonna have the 2 remaining weeks of holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I definitely wouldn't say that it's a holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause guess what, the last week of June, gonna need to come back again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a new system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those who failed math,humanities and science need to re-sit for the paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It looks kinda crappy but let's look on the bright side yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohya, to those who are still complaining bout it, forget it ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It isn't a bad thing after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You kinda learn from your mistakes and it should be easier cause it's the same bloody paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just suck it up man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You failed and that's what you get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Too bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe it's gonna help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, here's the catch, you need to get ace it man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are expected to get 95% of the ppr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To me, that part right there made me kinda mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just that tiny part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But nonetheless, I'm gonna make the full use of this second chance even though it kinda sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's just life man.&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;So, for the time being, there are 2 major things that are clouding my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Firstly, the coming Malay O's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Secondly, the fieldtrip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This two events are taking place in less than 2 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Malay O's kinda scary. I mean this is it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't wanna blow it away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And as for the fieldtrip, it's worrying cause the re-exam are less than 2 weeks by then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though I'm excited, it stills just ...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But since I'm going, I'll just enjoy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's more, Taiwan has been on my 'to visit' list after watching the 'Fun Taiwan' series.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I'm just going with the flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll study when I need to and enjoy too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-8360544712114050208?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8360544712114050208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/05/be-right-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/8360544712114050208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/8360544712114050208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/05/be-right-back.html' title='Be right back'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-1759467131795852473</id><published>2010-05-05T10:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T10:44:38.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eew'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's my 2nd day of absence from school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woooh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sick lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been having fever since Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it goes on and off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Would snuggle under my blanket this hour and the next,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm perspiring like hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today feeling way better than ystd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ystd my temperature shot up to 40c.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so scared that I thought that it's the end of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So just the sore throat and coughing has not gone away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's irritating 'cause every drink or food tastes bitter even though they're not supposed to. &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/1015096075582546331-1759467131795852473?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1759467131795852473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/1759467131795852473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/1759467131795852473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-8483101485364223133</id><published>2010-04-27T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:02:06.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get back'/><title type='text'>I SIMPY MUST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/S9bf4vRCppI/AAAAAAAAAMw/5KcYqbJ-7Q8/s1600/thingsweforget1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/S9bf4vRCppI/AAAAAAAAAMw/5KcYqbJ-7Q8/s320/thingsweforget1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464801363714287250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yo.&lt;br /&gt;And it's been really a while since I last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;I must say  that I was caught up in MYE.&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, I haven't been studying fr it so I'm not really caught up in anything actually.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Mum got back almost exactly 2 weeks back.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm slow huh.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda outdated actually.&lt;br /&gt;I mean fr this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Wait. Back to Mum.&lt;br /&gt;So, unfortunately, there wasn't any photos to be shared.&lt;br /&gt;She lost her cam.&lt;br /&gt;How sad.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I have to be there fr myself to witness Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so did anyone notice that Youtube's sort of lagging a lot?&lt;br /&gt;It seems that almost every video has an error to it.&lt;br /&gt;Whassup man?&lt;br /&gt;It's superr irritating when every video can't be viewed.&lt;br /&gt;Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from these petty stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I got serious stuffs to work on man.&lt;br /&gt;And that would definitely be my studies.&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I haven't been really taking it seriously and I haven't been studying fr MYE.&lt;br /&gt;And it was definitely a foolish thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;The results fr some of the subjects are horrendous.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm embarrassed by it.&lt;br /&gt;So from now, I MUST work my ass off to get back to my desired path.&lt;br /&gt;It just seems that I lose my focus along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-8483101485364223133?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8483101485364223133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-simpy-must.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/8483101485364223133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/8483101485364223133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-simpy-must.html' title='I SIMPY MUST!'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8E0hYIjg40Y/S9bf4vRCppI/AAAAAAAAAMw/5KcYqbJ-7Q8/s72-c/thingsweforget1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015096075582546331.post-1330744514588817741</id><published>2010-04-06T20:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:13:00.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cotton candy'/><title type='text'>Dry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/S7svxKDluxI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Eq5u2Ox8d1c/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/S7svxKDluxI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Eq5u2Ox8d1c/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457007895048993554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a fine day it was.&lt;br /&gt;Today was super humid and dry but nevertheless, the sky was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Love the clear blue sky and cotton-white clouds.&lt;br /&gt;They are outstanding today compared to any other days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just got back from the airport.&lt;br /&gt;Sent Mum, her friends and aunt off.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, have a great holiday!&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you fr sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish for today is that it'll rain for the coming days.&lt;br /&gt;I love the beautiful sky but I can't stand the humid.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I could strip in the scorching sun.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-1330744514588817741?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1330744514588817741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/dry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/1330744514588817741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/1330744514588817741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/dry.html' title='Dry'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8E0hYIjg40Y/S7svxKDluxI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Eq5u2Ox8d1c/s72-c/DSC_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015096075582546331.post-4970844102272863439</id><published>2010-04-05T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T20:09:18.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boohoo'/><title type='text'>I wish, I wish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once again, it's been a long long time huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok. So tomorrow Mum's flying off to Melbourne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank God there's no AEP this whole week so planned to send her off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mum and aunt have been busy packing their stuffs the last couple of days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honestly, I'm jealous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would pack my stuff and leave too if I could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here's to them: Enjoy your holiday yar! I won't ask fr anything cause beautiful pictures are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause it won't be long fr me to start holiday-ing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Muahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And yar, have a safe trip to and fro yeah.&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;Ok, on another note. Within the last half an hour, I just found an interesting website. It's kinda cool. It's about this local Malay girl/woman, I'm still unsure about her age though, who travels in search of Halal food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's intersting man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's been to different places such as Europe, Mexico and many other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her blog/site/pictures have been featured in magazines and tv programs both locally and internationally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, this person must be kind of well-known huh. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yeah, cool stuff there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alrite. Gotta run. I'm supposed to be mugging now cause MYE's in a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, till next time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bye ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-4970844102272863439?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4970844102272863439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-wish-i-wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/4970844102272863439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/4970844102272863439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-wish-i-wish.html' title='I wish, I wish...'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-5980649553160435979</id><published>2010-03-21T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T00:04:44.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loser'/><title type='text'>boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's almost midnight now and I'm struggling with my homeworks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Didn't realise it was this much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wish I had started earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it's too lateeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking back, I don't think I've spent the week-long break wisely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But whatever lah, it's over liao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta get the job done asap and prepare fr tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Why are my posts getting crappier by days?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-5980649553160435979?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5980649553160435979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/boo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/5980649553160435979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/5980649553160435979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/boo.html' title='boo'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-5649788703897704269</id><published>2010-03-19T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:51:59.722+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awkward silences'/><title type='text'>Say what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you miss someone, especially a friend, you think of them, right?&lt;br /&gt;But when the person's right in front of you, what do you say to them besides hi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's my problem.&lt;br /&gt;I do miss my old friends bt when I saw them, I'm in loss of words.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Last few days saw Sabrina, my primary school friend and Izyan, on different occasions.&lt;br /&gt;Besides saying 'HI' and smiling, I got nth else to say to them.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to say something but it seems that the words just refuse to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my encounter with old friends are like, "Hey, long time no see."&lt;br /&gt;"How are you?"&lt;br /&gt;Then he/she reply.&lt;br /&gt;And silence, smiles, more awkward silence and I'll just keep smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, "Gotta go. See you soon"&lt;br /&gt;"Take care"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how awkward it is.&lt;br /&gt;We usually say that we got tons of stuff to 'catch up' with them, right?&lt;br /&gt;But what exactly is that?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt; I know this is crap but it's stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I saw my old friends around.&lt;br /&gt;If you only get what I mean lah eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-5649788703897704269?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5649788703897704269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/say-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/5649788703897704269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/5649788703897704269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/say-what.html' title='Say what?'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-6647213833001398968</id><published>2010-03-08T19:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T21:00:21.437+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paramore&apos;s loved'/><title type='text'>I want MORE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whassup ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm still excited from yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was indeed the best concert ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was like jumping and screaming most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paramore was definitely awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoyed every single part of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm missing those times now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the best lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love their energy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hayley and Jeremy was so active on stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love how Hayley interacts with the crazy audience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was never a time when it is silent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone was screaming crazily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I find it too short though they sang more than 10 songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hayley's words are still vivid in my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her promise to come back in less than 5 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so much more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woohoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will definitely come back, no doubt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though it was the best night ever, was kinda disappointed the day before and during the show itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the English workshop we headed to the airport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With hope as high as Mt. Everest and anticipation, we waited fr them at T3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got no idea which terminal they will be landing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So just joined other fans and waited at T3 fr close to 5 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Decided to head back close to midnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only to find out later that they arrived ard midnight at T1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the opening act was sucky and time consuming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So that was the unpleasant part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohya, did I mention that Taylor got a new pair of shoes from a fan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He straight away wore it and he liked it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a fan threw a beanie and Hayley wore it during 'Tho only exception'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How cool was that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was even a teddy bear, a shirt and much more stuffs are thrown towards them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I loved it that they keep it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the end, after their closing song, they threw their drumsticks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I wish it was a lil bit further and I'll grab it fr sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The whole night was crazy and it's better if you witness it on your own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The feeling is just indescribable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfortunately, I didn't took a lot of their photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was jumping and screaming like hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So just manage to take a number of videos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm reluctant to upload cause most of them you can either hear me screaming or singing out of tune.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, after the concert I love them even more and am definitely anticipating their next concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do come back yar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause you know what, I can sense Putri's disappointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We made something fr Paramore but sadly, it's still with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So do come back and next time I'll make sure I'll catch you guys at the airport and give our present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll stop now cause if not I'll go on all night long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Btw, Happy Birthday to Afiqah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miss you and the CSP mates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the best in life.&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;Lastly, I'm starting to save fr another concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kelly Clarkson baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, anyone?&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/1015096075582546331-6647213833001398968?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6647213833001398968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/6647213833001398968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/6647213833001398968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-more.html' title='I want MORE!'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-859244489565143146</id><published>2010-03-05T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:26:33.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's Friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Btw, sorry fr the long absence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been having lotsa tests and stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So kinda back now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I so can't wait fr Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been patiently waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now I'm counting down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't believe it'll happen the day after tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am not that excited fr tmr though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got an Eng wrkshp to attend to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's taking the whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And on Sunday morning got a walk to attend to before the concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohya! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I forgot to mention it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunday's Paramore's concert!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm superr excited lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today gotta finish up my work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;F&amp;amp;N stuffs and a couple of hmwks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year I kinda hate coursework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's so much different than last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And speaking of last year, I actually miss last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I listen to Just So You Know, it reminded me of my CSP classmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I kinda miss having CSP lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fooling around in class, skipping lessons and stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then one of the morning I met Izyan on the way to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that made me miss my NCC mates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They're like my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And lastly, when I ate prata hotdog Shahirah came to mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She used to make prata hotdogs fr all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Things are so different now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm sure this year wouldn't be too bad either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok. Back to today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So gonna try to finish up everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm running out of words lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll update after the concert kae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nites.&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/1015096075582546331-859244489565143146?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/859244489565143146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/woohoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/859244489565143146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/859244489565143146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/woohoo.html' title='woohoo'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-9000148413508305599</id><published>2010-02-18T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T23:42:58.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wonderland'/><title type='text'>jet set, go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm in good spirits today and even I wonder why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today's just like I don't know how to explain day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lol eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok. So after an extra holiday at home ystd, went to school today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I realised being at school is way better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had a real good laugh when I heard about Syifa being a loner ystd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So PE was the first 2 periods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had to run 6 rounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bloody hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The rounds seem to increase each week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As usual, complained but what choice do I have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So ran the 6 rounds surprisingly without much problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nowadays I'm slower than before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the 6 rounds doesn't feel like 6.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And woohoo I did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It may not seem as a big deal to you guys but hey, it is to me okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I seriously need to start jogging cause I'm not fit as before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yes I'll start soon.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talking bout getaways and travelling gets me super excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;F&amp;amp;N lessons becomes dreaming lessons at time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During classwork we would dream on going on a holiday together when we're a lil bit older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We even sort of plan to go on a getaway after O's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somewhere not too near or far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would really love that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean, who wouldn't right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes, I even wish I could just leave all this behind and start travelling now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just get on a plane bound somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like forget about school and stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just like pressing the pause button of your life and just explore somewhere new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A totally different environment and atmosphere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And press the play button when you're ready to face reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But hey, I'm not in Wonderland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of that stuff just have to wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be patient kae, Icha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good things come to those who wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So again, I'm happy today though nothing much happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm just happyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take care eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-9000148413508305599?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/9000148413508305599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/02/jet-set-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/9000148413508305599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/9000148413508305599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/02/jet-set-go.html' title='jet set, go!'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-1281776145627983567</id><published>2010-02-16T15:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T15:51:41.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gosh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's almost a month since I last updated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just don't feel like updating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here we go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Firstly, thanks to those who wished me a happy birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;days ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Appreciate it so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've aged man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, today is Tuesday and it's the last day of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the long weekend hols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been out and about the last 3 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cuzzies from KL came over so took them out fr sight-seeing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Took tons of pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I even gt tired of taking their pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love the new camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok. I'm tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till here then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got tons of hmwk to finish up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry fr the short and crappy update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll make it better next time kae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-1281776145627983567?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1281776145627983567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/02/gosh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/1281776145627983567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/1281776145627983567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/02/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-4666390360148247902</id><published>2010-01-24T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:05:02.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices have consequences</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess now after the workshop, I'm having more positive mindsets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that's great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm seeing things in a more positive way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's Adam Khoo workshop btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was worth it and meaningful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The best workshop ever I must say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I guess it also strengthens my relationship with mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, I wanna really focus on my studies and get 'O' Levels over and done with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So most probably I won't be online and updating consistently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On another note, Paramore's coming. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm going. Bought tixs last Tuesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't believe my $$ just fly away easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But still, I can't wait for 7th March.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohya, btw, Mum's going away fr holiday this April.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's going with her friends. Boo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To where? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate to say it cause I really want to visit there someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm happy fr her bt I can't deny that I'm sad too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But Mum have her own life too right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So hope she'll enjoy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alrite back to today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Despite being taught how to manage my time, I'm still not managing it well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still don't know what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta work on that manzs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, gotta run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just remembered I got homeworks to finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-4666390360148247902?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4666390360148247902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/01/choices-have-consequences.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/4666390360148247902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/4666390360148247902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/01/choices-have-consequences.html' title='Choices have consequences'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-4009441331187109448</id><published>2010-01-12T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T22:56:04.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i won&apos;t run though'/><title type='text'>Misguided</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey, it's week 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we've been asked if we really wanted to be here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most of us are in dilemmas now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But fr me, I really want to be here bt I'm unsure if I'll make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How?&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Misguided Ghosts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm going away for a while&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be back, don't try and follow me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll return as soon as possible&lt;br /&gt;See I'm trying to find my place&lt;br /&gt;But it might not be here where I feel safe&lt;br /&gt;We all learn to make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And run&lt;br /&gt;From them, from them&lt;br /&gt;With no direction&lt;br /&gt;We'll run from them, from them&lt;br /&gt;With no conviction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm just one of those ghosts&lt;br /&gt;Traveling endlessly&lt;br /&gt;Don't need no road&lt;br /&gt;In fact they follow me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we just go in circles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm told that this is life&lt;br /&gt;And pain is just a simple compromise&lt;br /&gt;So we can get what we want out of it&lt;br /&gt;Would someone care to classify,&lt;br /&gt;Our broken﻿ hearts and twisted minds&lt;br /&gt;So I can find someone to rely on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And run&lt;br /&gt;To them, to them&lt;br /&gt;Full speed ahead&lt;br /&gt;Oh you are not, Useless&lt;br /&gt;We are just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misguided ghosts&lt;br /&gt;Traveling endlessly&lt;br /&gt;The ones we trusted the most&lt;br /&gt;Pushed us far away&lt;br /&gt;And there's no one role&lt;br /&gt;We should not be the same&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just a ghost&lt;br /&gt;And still they echo me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They echo me in circles&lt;br /&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;And that's exactly what I'm feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boo&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/1015096075582546331-4009441331187109448?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4009441331187109448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/01/misguided.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/4009441331187109448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/4009441331187109448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/01/misguided.html' title='Misguided'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-2433851410874993212</id><published>2010-01-09T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T01:40:07.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey, hate to say it but school sucks at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cause it's been months since I last sat in a classroom&lt;br /&gt;and actually study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feel so different.&lt;br /&gt;After a week, I have some regrets of coming back.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-2433851410874993212?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2433851410874993212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/2433851410874993212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/2433851410874993212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='.....'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-665661944782451298</id><published>2010-01-03T18:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T18:44:23.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='longer'/><title type='text'>Uninspired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey.&lt;br /&gt;It's 3rd Jan.&lt;br /&gt;I was confused the other time when I said that Thurs was already the 1st of Jan.&lt;br /&gt;Friday was indeed the 1st.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so school's starting.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still, unprepared and uninspired.&lt;br /&gt;Book's are still missing.&lt;br /&gt;Uniform's not ready.&lt;br /&gt;Hair is still long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm most worried if I ever make it on time tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Have been waking up late fr the last month or so.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, so now gonna see what i can prepare.&lt;br /&gt;Till next time.&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/1015096075582546331-665661944782451298?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/665661944782451298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/01/uninspired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/665661944782451298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/665661944782451298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2010/01/uninspired.html' title='Uninspired'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-3091060542327350118</id><published>2009-12-30T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T01:41:21.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><title type='text'>To the future please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yo ppl.&lt;br /&gt;New Year's approaching real soon.&lt;br /&gt;And it'll start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;School I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my results more than a week ago.&lt;br /&gt;And it wasn't bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;Got promoted to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy but kinda sad at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that I made it.&lt;br /&gt;That all the hard work paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sad cause it's going to be another year there.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda dread it.&lt;br /&gt;All the same old routine's gonna start again.&lt;br /&gt;All the sacrifices, the pressure and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I feel that there are other important stuffs besides school.&lt;br /&gt;Just can't really put my finger on what's the important stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And truth be told, I'm kinda scared too.&lt;br /&gt;The other level means that the expectations are higher, the pressure's greater.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that I'll screw up cause it's different from the previous level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apart from that, I do want to excel fr this level.&lt;br /&gt;At least after that I can do what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fr now, I don't know why but I can't wait to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turn 18.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Travel .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make money.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Move out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;and I just don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;There's sort of a person inside of me who is eager and enthusiastic about the future&lt;br /&gt; but not the present.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^^^&lt;br /&gt;Btw, few days back I just realise that Thursday's already the 1st of December.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I srsly thought Friday was like 31st or 1st.&lt;br /&gt;At least you can par-tay a lil' bit longer right.&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. This New Year, gt some resolutions in mind.&lt;br /&gt;Bt it'll all come to me on the countdown.&lt;br /&gt;That's when I know what I want fr the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, to you ppl, Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;(Even tho it's a lil' early)&lt;br /&gt;May the new year be a better one than before.&lt;br /&gt;Chao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-3091060542327350118?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3091060542327350118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-future-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/3091060542327350118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/3091060542327350118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-future-please.html' title='To the future please.'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-7788485395788761412</id><published>2009-12-17T22:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:30:32.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='will you?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show me my aim'/><title type='text'>Aimlessly speaking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey y'all.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I'm kinda "re-constructing" this space of mine.&lt;br /&gt;So don't mind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ok. It's Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to get nervous bout tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Very nervous in fact.(I'm actually shaking a bit.)&lt;br /&gt;It's the results.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope I won't be regretting anything when I receive my results.&lt;br /&gt;I've did my best and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I will be shedding tears of joy and not the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't decided where I'm heading to.&lt;br /&gt;It's weird.&lt;br /&gt;Back then, before the exams even ended, I kinda know where I'm aiming.&lt;br /&gt;But now, with the results coming, I'm aimless.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, didn't know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I'm kinda feeling down today.&lt;br /&gt;I guess because I'm aimless now and getting results reminds me of graduation.&lt;br /&gt;Not the graduation day exactly but the times spent with my buddies.&lt;br /&gt;Fr sure, I'll miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite. All the best guys.&lt;br /&gt;We've done what we could.&lt;br /&gt;What's done is done.&lt;br /&gt;May we get the best results we could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-7788485395788761412?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7788485395788761412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/aimlessly-speaking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/7788485395788761412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/7788485395788761412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/aimlessly-speaking.html' title='Aimlessly speaking'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-2234123183024687839</id><published>2009-12-15T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T02:06:42.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m aching'/><title type='text'>It's coming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt, hope you're back home safe yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Hope to visit you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's not really my aunt actually.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;She's Mum's aunt.&lt;br /&gt;So she is supposedly my Granny or something lah.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was here fr the past week fr the funeral and prayers.&lt;br /&gt;And she left fr Melbourne on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Haishh.&lt;br /&gt;Really wish I could follow her back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sentosa just now.&lt;br /&gt;Had fun.&lt;br /&gt;Was actually a class outing but less than half of the class turned up.&lt;br /&gt;Most of them are busy working.&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So was in the water the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;Played some games.&lt;br /&gt;And took the skyride &amp;amp; luge before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;The skyride was nice at night.&lt;br /&gt;The breeze adds the thrill.&lt;br /&gt;Someone was shouting the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now waiting for Oneay fr photos.&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;I'm dead beat.&lt;br /&gt;Chao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya.&lt;br /&gt;Results coming babe!&lt;br /&gt;Bt nt nervous yet.&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-2234123183024687839?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2234123183024687839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/aunt-hope-youre-back-home-safe-yeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/2234123183024687839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/2234123183024687839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/aunt-hope-youre-back-home-safe-yeah.html' title='It&apos;s coming.'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-3595908815659722683</id><published>2009-12-09T01:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:49:15.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a little too late'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, Happy Belated Birthday Mum.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I've gt no presents.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll probably treat you to something good kae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;These last few days have been sad and tiring I must say.&lt;br /&gt;It all started on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday afternoon, went to Aloha Loyang fr a bbq.&lt;br /&gt;The place reminded me of our previous class outing.&lt;br /&gt;Aww, I miss my class.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then decided to spend the night there.&lt;br /&gt;So told Dad a white lie. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;A kinda stupid lie. But after screaming into the phone, he allowed me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Was really happy to be allowed to overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, spent the night idling, psp-ing, stargazing and chatting away.&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep while chatting. Wasnt really sleeping actually.&lt;br /&gt;Just a nap.&lt;br /&gt;After less than 2 hours, I was awakened by the cold.&lt;br /&gt;The wee hours are just freaking cold.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, then washed up before catching the first shuttle bus out.&lt;br /&gt;Planned to have breakfast at BK, but as soon as I reached White Sands Shpg Ctr, got a call from sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me that Mum's uncle have passed away.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda shocking cause days ago we heard that he was recovering at the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;So, plans changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I reached home, I dived on my bed and took another nap.&lt;br /&gt;By 2pm, I was already preparing to go.&lt;br /&gt;Got a call from Mum saying that my great-grandad just passed away too.&lt;br /&gt;It was shocking.&lt;br /&gt;And devastating too.&lt;br /&gt;Two deaths on the same day.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, they were from the same family.&lt;br /&gt;My great-grandad was the father-in-law of Mum's uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, arrived at the first house and after everything's done and after the burial, we made our way to the second house.&lt;br /&gt;Fr the second one, the burial had to be done on the next day fr some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;So, last Monday felt like a Sunday since everyone took a day off work.&lt;br /&gt;The burial was done in the morning and in the evening had some prayer sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything sounded simple and short here but the reality is,&lt;br /&gt;it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got the call from sis, I kinda felt guilty fr staying overnight.&lt;br /&gt;But the guilt won't change anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an eye-opener.&lt;br /&gt;A real eye-opener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw how fragile a life is,&lt;br /&gt;How precious a life is,&lt;br /&gt;How small we are,&lt;br /&gt;How inevitable and unexpected death was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, I realize that&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is somebody's loved one.&lt;br /&gt;Even though they are bad, ugly, or whatever,&lt;br /&gt;after all, they are still someone's loved one.&lt;br /&gt;That's an undeniable fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will treasure and appreciate my loved ones even more now&lt;br /&gt;because they say that we only appreciate a person when they're gone and that's&lt;br /&gt;already too late.&lt;br /&gt;Like the Late King of Pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-3595908815659722683?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3595908815659722683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/3595908815659722683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/3595908815659722683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-1963940819814653790</id><published>2009-11-22T01:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T02:07:15.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that fee fee feelingggg'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo!&lt;br /&gt;Prom was damn awesome manzs!&lt;br /&gt;No regrets going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was seriously, really, awesomely the best night.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was gorgeous and hot.&lt;br /&gt;The food was a little disappointing though.&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't spoil the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;And I won a $50 food voucher.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the BESTEST part was the ending.&lt;br /&gt;But it'll be way better if it lasted longer.&lt;br /&gt;We danced as if we are partying at Zouk, as if we are at a live band concert.&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome to see everyone let loose.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was on the dancefloor groving to those familiar tunes. &lt;br /&gt;And I swear that it's a better workout than hitting the gym.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so so enjoyed myself.&lt;br /&gt;I can't describe the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;The partying feeling.&lt;br /&gt;However, dancing crazily like this reminded me of PDS party.&lt;br /&gt;I danced this crazy as well.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, when the music play, on the dancefloor, my body will move.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care how I look or what others think.&lt;br /&gt;You just got to move it  yaww.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Fydie's cousin crib to be make-overed. (There's such word meh?)&lt;br /&gt;We get dressed before going since we're heading straight from there.&lt;br /&gt;Left the crib at almost 6.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we panicked since we thought we're late.&lt;br /&gt;So called a few friends and asked them blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;What's more we're caught in the peak hour jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So arrived at around 7.20pm and Thank God we're not late.&lt;br /&gt;So blah blah blah and the event started.&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, Izyan's crowned the Prom Queen and Bing Shu's the King.&lt;br /&gt;She looks gorgeous sey.&lt;br /&gt;Woooo.&lt;br /&gt;They look sweet tgt.&lt;br /&gt;And all the other contestants were hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;When they danced, the guys especially.&lt;br /&gt;After everything ended, took pictures with lotsa ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we cabbed home to Fydie's crib.&lt;br /&gt;The happy mood totally disappeared after calling Mum, then Sis, then Dad.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I basically called everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Whateverr lah, the story's too complicated.&lt;br /&gt;Then changed and walked home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home at 2am.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's asleep by then.&lt;br /&gt;So no one's there to nag or scold me.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to sleepover at Fydie's crib but not sure what's gotten into Mum.&lt;br /&gt;She disallowed me.&lt;br /&gt;But ah whateverrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the bus service has already ended, decided to walk home.&lt;br /&gt;The girls suggested that I took a cabbed home but I chose not to.&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda scared but I love walking home alone especially late at night.&lt;br /&gt;Just don't know why but I love the night breeze and serenity.&lt;br /&gt;It's as if I'm the only one living in this planet.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks girls fr sending me to Lot 1.&lt;br /&gt;They are just so worried fr me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks once again.&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, I'm just gonna upload some pics which are pretty much found in FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SwgqgIVchFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/QGHBmq2FXto/s320/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406618084139893842" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as the music begins, we rocked off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Swgqgqq-qtI/AAAAAAAAAMA/X0gvwl1WTRs/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406618093357017810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adrenaline's pumping yaww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Swgqg3ctbHI/AAAAAAAAAMI/AtwLezs7pdI/s320/8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406618096786828402" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't realise this was taken. So unglam siak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Swgqg-Ckr6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ES5aPI2VimA/s320/19.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406618098556252066" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how much I'm enjoying the beats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SwgqhErxgmI/AAAAAAAAAMY/y8w9p7MOeWE/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406618100339671650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, until next time.&lt;br /&gt;To FB fr more pics yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-1963940819814653790?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1963940819814653790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/11/yo-prom-was-damn-awesome-manzs-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/1963940819814653790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/1963940819814653790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/11/yo-prom-was-damn-awesome-manzs-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SwgqgIVchFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/QGHBmq2FXto/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015096075582546331.post-6651401748113452235</id><published>2009-11-19T12:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T12:38:51.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm half excited half not.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause tmr's prom.&lt;br /&gt;Yaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my dress on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Was already excited.&lt;br /&gt;Then saw a bunch of guys going fr their prom got me even more excited.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then my excitement was kinda short-lived.&lt;br /&gt;My uncle in KL passed away in the late evening.&lt;br /&gt;The news was shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I saw him was Hari Raya.&lt;br /&gt;The trip to KL this December which we planned earlier was supposedly to visit him.&lt;br /&gt;But December was a little too late I guess.&lt;br /&gt;My prayers are with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;On another note, life at home is just simply boring mansz.&lt;br /&gt;It's almost a week since the job ended.&lt;br /&gt;Besides the daily chores, I feel like there's nothing else that could be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So decided to job-hunt again.&lt;br /&gt;Cousin's finding a job too.&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just lazy to type.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's prom.&lt;br /&gt;The excitement's coming to me.&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-6651401748113452235?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015096075582546331.post-1269377949536787741</id><published>2009-11-15T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T00:18:01.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my fickled mind'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey y'all.&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite a long time yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick update 'cause it's close to midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, YAY 'cause the job's done.&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;And secondly, just after these few words, it's already midnight.&lt;br /&gt;Which means the date has changed.&lt;br /&gt;It's someone's b'dae!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna make a shout-out to Syifa.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I last saw her.&lt;br /&gt;Almost a month I guess.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, she's not forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 16th Birthday yaw.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, correct right, 16 Nov?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;At last you're 16 yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy this day and all the best for your future yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me tau!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite. On another note, I'm really glad the job's done.&lt;br /&gt;Can start cycling with Nad again.&lt;br /&gt;Can jalan-jalan already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel like taking another job.&lt;br /&gt;Another temp one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, next Friday's prom.&lt;br /&gt;Still haven't get myself anything.&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-1269377949536787741?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1269377949536787741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-yall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/1269377949536787741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/1269377949536787741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-yall.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-8176988942833293582</id><published>2009-10-30T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:38:24.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show me the moon'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo!&lt;br /&gt;T.G.I.F!&lt;br /&gt;The weekend's here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been really looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;After all the trainings.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready for the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, gotta study for madrasah's oral.&lt;br /&gt;I'll do that at the very last minute.&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't be a problem.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite. After a week of training, I somehow wished that everything's over.&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Just the training sessions are enough to ache your body.&lt;br /&gt;But that's what you call working right.&lt;br /&gt;If you aren't tired, that's not a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the one who was super excited to find a job.&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm equally excited to end it.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Since I'll be free on December, feel like going on a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;The last one was like years ago.&lt;br /&gt;There've been plans but nothing's confirmed yet.&lt;br /&gt;Mum's still unsure if she'll be free on the days we've planned.&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how things go lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this plan doesn't work, I'll have no say.&lt;br /&gt;Been really looking forward to it but at the same time, I gotta feeling that it'll be cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, just saw this today.&lt;br /&gt;Zee Avi will be performing in KL in December.&lt;br /&gt;How awesome is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like going. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;The last time she was here I didn't get to catch her 'cause hers is a closed-door event.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be really great if I could.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be over the moon or even the clouds if I could just attend it.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah. My story's waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-8176988942833293582?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8176988942833293582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/10/yo-t.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/8176988942833293582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/8176988942833293582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/10/yo-t.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-7510416614219723548</id><published>2009-10-27T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T23:33:14.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeybee'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like its been ages since I last updated.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from work.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so very the tired.&lt;br /&gt;Just realised that working is ain't easy as I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what it feels like to be working.&lt;br /&gt;When you get home, you just feel like you needa break.&lt;br /&gt;You just feel like throwing everything and rest but you have many other things to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to Mum and Dad, kudos to you guys for  finding the time to spend  with your family even after a hard/stressful day at work.&lt;br /&gt;And for working hard to support the family.&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I don't why but suddenly I feel that I need to express my gratitute to them.&lt;br /&gt;I know that whatever I do is never enough to recriprocate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so working life is not that easy.&lt;br /&gt;It's a whole different world.&lt;br /&gt;But it's kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, btw, last week hospitality course was awesome. I enjoyed it very much.&lt;br /&gt;Love making mocktails but I've had enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;Made many mixture but everything tasted almost the same.&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love using the shaker but it's irritating when the lid just won't open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, guess I'll end here 'cause I'm exhausted manxsz.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be updating much for the next month or so but I'll try to k.&lt;br /&gt;Bye world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-7510416614219723548?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7510416614219723548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-world_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/7510416614219723548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/7510416614219723548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-world_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-3328276345721135867</id><published>2009-10-16T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T23:56:43.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exhausted'/><title type='text'>job</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo!&lt;br /&gt;I'll make this short and simple 'cause I'm exhausted nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a job!&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Lol.k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I got that job. The duration is very short though.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't mind. I just wanna be doing something beneficial.&lt;br /&gt;That'll be better rather than slacking and wasting the whole day at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the briefing ystd and was kinda excited to start.&lt;br /&gt;Got the schedule of the training dates.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, until next time.&lt;br /&gt;Chao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-3328276345721135867?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3328276345721135867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/10/job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/3328276345721135867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/3328276345721135867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/10/job.html' title='job'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-4485193519086274665</id><published>2009-10-13T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:32:32.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finally done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;The N's are finally over!&lt;br /&gt;WWoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 4 days since it ended.&lt;br /&gt;Thought of taking up a hobby or a sport.&lt;br /&gt;Just not sure which one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should just enjoy first.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, been job-hunting.&lt;br /&gt;Just a temp job to fill my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, I just wanna have fun.&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it's over actually.&lt;br /&gt;But who cares.&lt;br /&gt;It's over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results are just my current concern.&lt;br /&gt;OK. Done.&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/1015096075582546331-4485193519086274665?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4485193519086274665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/4485193519086274665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/4485193519086274665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-1180470773360326995</id><published>2009-10-02T21:49:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T23:50:49.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo.&lt;br /&gt;It's Friday, second day of October and the second week of Hari Raya.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad but at the same time happy. In fact, I don't really know what I'm feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The date simply means that there's only two days left before the 'N's.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty scared but at the same time I'm anticipating it. Imagine what you could do after it's all over.&lt;br /&gt;And as for Hari Raya, we haven't gone out together yet. With the girls I mean. Usually, around this time, we would have finish visiting each other. Since we are busy preparing for the exams, we decided to postpone the visits though it will be kinda late after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Today was kinda sad. It was officially our (NA students) last day in class. Though we'll still be meeting each other for the exams, we won't be sitting together as a class learning or hearing lectures anymore. I would definitely miss those times spent together as a class. Almost everyday we shared jokes as a class. And we would Laugh Out Loud. We would irritate the teachers and resent them. And we'll see who can tolerate. Most teachers can't and only some teachers could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the even sadder part is we won't be having any Graduation Day. I was expecting one but unfortunately, there wasn't any. We were actually expected to graduate next year. But reality is we know that for most of us, this is our final year.&lt;br /&gt;So, the last period of the day, Mdm K so called did a grad day for us. Haha. She made a video out of our pictures. It was funny but at the same time sad. I almost cried when I heard the graduation song. And, she gave us each a cute sort of keychain for handphones. It was soo cute.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, she gave her 'speech'. She recalled all the times we spent together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, we took our last class photo. Some can't stop crying and some started crying upon seeing them cry. I held back my tears. Though we know that it's not the final goodbye, we know that everything's gonna change. And what's left are just memories. And we'll be miss each other for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year really passed by faster than I expected. But definitely, this was hell yeah my best year. Hope that I'll still be in touch with these friends five years down the road. Or better still, until as long as it gets. Secondary school life has taught me most lifeskills I need. I enjoy every moment of being a secondary school student 'cause I know that this moment cannot be re-lived. If I make it next year, Thank God. But if I don't, its alright with me as long as I move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends, you guys are great. Through thick and thin, we stayed by each other's side. Hopefully, we stay in touch and don't forget each other yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I think I just typed a speech as if it's the final farewell or something. Lol. Alrite, so I guess I've let it off my chest. This feeling. An unknown feeling. I'm happy now. Weeee. The best way to end is of 'course by those pictures. Pictures with good friends, class and not forgetting my NCC mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SsYUWtJUKZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8mSqS8z8fTk/s320/class+chalet+3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388016384503720338" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SsYUX7ysoAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wx0vhMpj72c/s320/S7302554.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388016405615255554" /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SsYVvXJerAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ETJx2sQ9cs4/s320/DSC03965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388017907607186434" /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SsYVtwoaqqI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Lof0zFjq52c/s320/DSC00565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388017880088095394" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                      &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SsYXXPKDoHI/AAAAAAAAAJo/OMyTh1f9yg8/s320/DSC00896.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388019692168519794" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SsYXXlwHr3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/ivEdkeeD0cc/s320/DSC00720.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388019698233749362" /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SsYVuV3iKOI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Lkzao6ya0Fk/s320/DSC00093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388017890083612898" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SsYZPmFWC5I/AAAAAAAAAKI/5KqREN87RSo/s320/frens10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388021759907072914" /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SsYZQIXWMxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zDc-qmrpaf0/s320/fizah%26icha.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388021769109386002" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SsYaOo2DG2I/AAAAAAAAAKg/DW39driMgsQ/s320/frens7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388022842979982178" /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SsYbFpIzqaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/JCQsmB2mQ8s/s320/imm7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388023787951466914" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SsYb1gECMDI/AAAAAAAAALI/i929F_x5ZeA/s320/imm2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388024610149249074" /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SsYcerQMUNI/AAAAAAAAALY/r3btk90TLIw/s320/DSC03101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388025317527670994" /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SsYcfkCxS2I/AAAAAAAAALo/fCqvxyNYpZM/s320/DSC03127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388025332772195170" /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SsYeeQ8posI/AAAAAAAAALw/f0tRPm7A_vU/s320/DSC03120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388027509489640130" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;           There. A number of them. Alrite. Adios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every hello comes with a goodbye                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And it's just a matter of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But why do all good things come to an end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-1180470773360326995?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1180470773360326995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/10/yo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/1180470773360326995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/1180470773360326995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/10/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SsYUWtJUKZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8mSqS8z8fTk/s72-c/class+chalet+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015096075582546331.post-5426304592524352671</id><published>2009-09-25T13:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T13:36:46.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey.&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been really well this week with Hari Raya and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna wish you guys Selamat Hari Raya.(still nt too late right?)&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for all my wrongdoings.&lt;br /&gt;Just let bygones be bygones yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Raya's different but it's still fun.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to go jalan-jalan with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Until here. I'll update more when I'm well enough.&lt;br /&gt;Tata&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/1015096075582546331-5426304592524352671?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5426304592524352671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/5426304592524352671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/5426304592524352671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-6309669218626204737</id><published>2009-09-16T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T00:03:51.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>counting days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's mid-week. Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Skipped school today.&lt;br /&gt;Partly because I'm late but also because I'm lazy to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since I was at home today, helped to clean the house.&lt;br /&gt;Only some tiny areas though. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;But at least, I still help right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, so ystd went to purchase Hari Raya clothings.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that after getting the clothes, my mood could change instantly.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. But srsly.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm a lil bit in the mood to celebrate. Kinda excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, in the back of my mind, I'm always trying not to forget about the exams. Even though it's time to celebrate, it's just not really time yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  how bout you guys? How's Hari Raya preparations?&lt;br /&gt;It's just 2 days left.&lt;br /&gt;Most stuffs should be done by now right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, there's other stuffs I gotta do. I'll update if the time permits yeah.&lt;br /&gt;So until then.&lt;br /&gt;Tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-6309669218626204737?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6309669218626204737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/09/counting-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/6309669218626204737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/6309669218626204737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/09/counting-days.html' title='counting days'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-6911123627914362871</id><published>2009-09-11T13:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T14:05:45.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yo guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After almost a month on hiatus, I'm finally re-updating.&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long till my next break though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So it's the last day of the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a busy week.&lt;br /&gt;Sat for the first 3 pprs on Mon till Wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't too easy or too tough. Still manageable.&lt;br /&gt;But just wished that I have studied more for social studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Moving on. It's less than 10 days to Hari Raya and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I haven't start baking or buying cookies and my hari raya outfit.&lt;br /&gt;Easily said, I haven't really done anything.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't even set foot on Geylang.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered this time last year, I have like gone there for like twice.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, not prepared for it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have the mood to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, as I grow older, the enthusiasm's going off slowly.&lt;br /&gt;It's different now.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm pretty sure that I'll be excited  the day before.&lt;br /&gt;The night before are usually fun.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So I'm just hoping that the eve will still be as fun as it used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to attend math class today but didn't.&lt;br /&gt;I was just so tired after ystd.&lt;br /&gt;Got home around midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ystd went out to break-fast with NCC mates.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like ages since we last went out together.&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone's there though.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be more fun if everyone could make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We break-fast at Arab St and went jalan-jalan after that.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Marina Sq then pass by Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;Then decided to take 190 somewhere near Peninsula instead of the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;By then it was aready 10.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;Thought it'll be better since we preferred the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then unfortunately, on the highway, got caught up in a jam.&lt;br /&gt;That last for about almost half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;There was an accident.&lt;br /&gt;So, got home midnight.&lt;br /&gt;Wooh. It's tiring but it was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;Next time we go somewhere better k.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'll end with some pictures of ystd.&lt;br /&gt;Haziee got tons of them but she can't upload.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sqnl5nSq5RI/AAAAAAAAAHw/fg1pWFCWo_4/s320/breakfast4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380084007833363730" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sqnn5k3vTKI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Mlii7s_BA7Q/s320/breakfast7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380086206206790818" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sqnl6I6trwI/AAAAAAAAAH4/bmSRePfRQQU/s320/breakfast2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380084016859688706" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sqnl6S1NHEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/sEfpm1K3sbA/s320/breakfast3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380084019520937026" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sqnl65zOa6I/AAAAAAAAAII/9gF8GPAgiy0/s320/breakfast6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380084029981617058" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sqnl7fAncZI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/lR3pVeeE0W4/s320/breakfast1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380084039969894802" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alright. I'll try to update more aite.&lt;br /&gt;See ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-6911123627914362871?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6911123627914362871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/09/yo-guys-after-almost-month-on-hiatus-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/6911123627914362871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/6911123627914362871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/09/yo-guys-after-almost-month-on-hiatus-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sqnl5nSq5RI/AAAAAAAAAHw/fg1pWFCWo_4/s72-c/breakfast4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015096075582546331.post-3244521716185594747</id><published>2009-08-21T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T23:19:01.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='as hard as i try'/><title type='text'>Going</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey.&lt;br /&gt;I guess today will be my last update.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I'll be going somewhere or anythng like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that with Ramadhan approaching, in fact, tomorrow's the first day, I feel that these kinda stuffs should be put on hold.&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting my 'N's are just 'round the corner. Will be sitting fr the first 3 pprs during the one-week break.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to worry 'cause prelims were not that great. Using the results as a gauge, I don't think I would be able to make it to Sec 5. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I'm still gonna work hard 'cause even if I fail later on, I know that I did it to the best of my ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I ain't gonna stop now 'cause I can almost see the finishing line.&lt;br /&gt;If you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all:&lt;br /&gt;Happy fasting and Happy mugging fr your major exams, be it the N, O or whatever levels you are taking. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I'll be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Don't miss me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hehe&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/1015096075582546331-3244521716185594747?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3244521716185594747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/going.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/3244521716185594747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/3244521716185594747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/going.html' title='Going'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-7988384039748939223</id><published>2009-08-19T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:48:15.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='counting days'/><title type='text'>cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I do not intend to update but I'll just do it anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;What's more, it's been days since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;Alright,so here's a short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired 'cause just came back from a photo shoot with family. Haha. Didn't know that taking pictures at studios are more fun. &lt;br /&gt;Ok, then I can't stop looking at the photographer 'cause he is soo CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, C-U-T-E.&lt;br /&gt;Even after the photo-taking, I'm still stealing glances at him. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Even mum agreed he's cute. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Prelims was officially over ystd and after the last ppr kinda celebrated. We spent the whole afternoon at CWP. It's fun.&lt;br /&gt;Hope there'll be more such outings to come; after the 'N's of 'coz.&lt;br /&gt;Talking bout 'N's, the first 3 papers are drawing near. We got around less than 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Scary manzxs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, chao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-7988384039748939223?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7988384039748939223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/cute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/7988384039748939223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/7988384039748939223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/cute.html' title='cute'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-2681608789673939811</id><published>2009-08-14T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T18:34:18.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i dont care'/><title type='text'>...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo!&lt;br /&gt;It's Friday!&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;K, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad it's Friday today. I'm done with Maths, History and F&amp;amp;N. Phew! Maths was just ok for me. It wasn't really considered hard for prelims. But of course, I still can't do quite a number of sums. I'm expecting an F for Maths but I'm willing to learn from the mistakes made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but lately, since started studying Maths for the prelims, my hatred towards the subject is slowly decreasing. I find that it's fun to actually do Maths. Haha. It's not that hard if I really put in the effort and not think negatively while attempting sums. Maths used to be my favourite subject besides English. I could get excellent grades.&lt;br /&gt;That was back in primary school though.&lt;br /&gt;Things changed when I started failing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as time goes by, hope that I could totally take away the hatred. And hope that I'll excel in this subject too. Hee. Impossible is nothing right?&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, got no comments for F&amp;amp;N and History. Let the results tell the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, moving on. This whole week, my mind was always like a day behind. Like in reality, it's Friday but in my mind, it's Thurs. I think its the effect of the long weekend. I think my mind got lost. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to me, time pass very the slowly today. Not sure why. So, the weekends are here! Wanna let loose a 'lil but I still have 2 papers to sit for. So, still gotta study a bit more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be interesting I guess. It's mum's convocation. She'll be wearing the 'graduation suit' for the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of her mansxz.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, that day would come for me too. I would want to graduate too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after graduatung and stuff, I WANNA TRAVEL! I would want to see the world in from other parts of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just by speaking 'bout travelling, I could get soo bloody excited. So I guess I better end here before I get so excited that I could go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt; Wait, I'm already crazy right?&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/1015096075582546331-2681608789673939811?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2681608789673939811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/2681608789673939811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/2681608789673939811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='...........'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-4755704617121346381</id><published>2009-08-11T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:02:02.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stop flooding mee.'/><title type='text'>2 down, few more to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;2 papers down and i-don't-know-how-many more to go!&lt;br /&gt;Just a few subjects lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today sat for Eng paper. Not bad lah. The passage was about Internet socialising. As usual, kinda struggle in summary. But managed to write below the word limit; which is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be sitting for Malay paper 2 in the morning and in the afternoon, would be taking my CSP 'O' Level oral. Kinda nervous manzsx. I gotta feeling that I screw up everything. But whatever it is, I tried reading a few passages. Managed to read them but obviously, can't read some words. At least I tried eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Guess what. I just opened my mail after months of ignoring it. And my junk mail clog my mail. Now I have like 1000+++ junk mails. I, myself is in disbelieve now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite. I'm suppose to be studying now. But I don't really know what to study. I'll probably just study history later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk. Gotta clear my flooded inbox now.&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/1015096075582546331-4755704617121346381?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4755704617121346381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-down-few-more-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/4755704617121346381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/4755704617121346381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-down-few-more-to-go.html' title='2 down, few more to go'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-7974559851008444714</id><published>2009-08-10T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T01:05:49.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let&apos;s fly away'/><title type='text'>national day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, Happy Birthday to Singapore though I'm kinda late.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. It's already past midnight now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished a nice bath. I love late night baths even though, yes, I know, it's not very good. They refresh me before I go to bed especially when I'm sticky and smelly.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, why are we talking bout this? Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. My National Day hasn't been really fun but it hasn't been that bad either. Initially, mum thought of visiting a sick relative but she herself was not well so at last decided to stay home. Neither dad nor mum planned to cook so ordered pizza and KFC. Me and mum wanted pizza while sis and dad wanted KFC. So end up ordering both. Lol. We have to wait veryvery long though 'cos there was an overwhelming orders or something.Zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda spent the whole day watching TV. All the random shows. And of course; the NDP. This year's parade was not bad yeah? Interesting. But of course it's better to witness it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Moving on yeah. I apologise for not updating this blog regularly. I mean, besides me being busy and stuffs, I'm not the person who really blogs 'bout every single thing that happened to me. That's just not me aite.&lt;br /&gt;I blog when I feel like it. So if anyone feels that this blog is plain boring or lacks updates and stuffs; then basically just don't read it and just leave instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to Afifah yeah. Don't worry, I know what twitter is all about even before you told me. I just don't feel the need to make one now. I will make one when I feel like it and not to worry, you will be informed kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lately, there's been this 2 things that I want. Not that I really wanted them but I'll be more than happy if I could have them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The first one is like a holiday or getaway somewhere peaceful/relaxing. It'll be great fun if I could run away to somewhere like that or better still, fly there. Lol. There's been a lot of stuffs going on and it'll be wonderful just to take some time out. &lt;br /&gt;The second one would be own-ing a DSLR. Wouldn't that be great? Who doesn't want a DSLR right? Bringing them along anywhere you want. I love the new Nikon D5000. Looks cool. I would definitely purchase 1 if I got like a few thousand $$ with me now. Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;Seems like I gotta start saving now. Even though it's no doubt that I'll take years to save up, at least it's funded by me. Muahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah; that's what I feel like having at the moment. But of course I could dream on 'cos none of it is happening any sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayaya. It's already 1 in the morning and I'm going soon. Thank God tmr's a holiday. At least I could try to study to make up for my 2 past days of not-so-benificial stuffs. Alrite. Next week's Prelim. So I'll try my very best to update as much as I could yeah. And lastly, didn't know that Haziee didn't know what Elliot Yamin looked like. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Chao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-7974559851008444714?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7974559851008444714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/national-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/7974559851008444714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/7974559851008444714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/national-day.html' title='national day'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-7801432151104406811</id><published>2009-07-31T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:08:12.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='look ahead; not behind'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo.&lt;br /&gt;It's Fridayyy ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Yaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really a great week. Mon and Tues had 'drama' in class. Something happened. Then, Wed took Malay N oral. Gosh. I screwed up. The topic was actually simple. 'Friend'. Yeah, that's it. But I talked crap. Haha. I stammered through. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;But it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ystd, nth much. School as usual. Then went thru some chem stuffs with friends. Prelim's nxt week and I haven't really started srsly.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really liked the time-table. There's like 4 days nrml school in between. And there's even a motivational wrkshp. Whatthe?&lt;br /&gt;Plain crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, like ystd. Nth much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haishh. Ohya. Mum's a shade darker manzxs. Haha. Ever since her Bintan getaway lah. She went fr a getaway with her friends and just got back last Wed. I guessed she really enjoyed herself. Good fr her. I am jealous but what to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite.  I should start serious studying. Anyway, I'm excited fr NDP '09. I gotta feeling it's gonna be better. This year's songs not bad but don't know eh.&lt;br /&gt;What do you see?&lt;br /&gt;I saw nth. Lol. K&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/1015096075582546331-7801432151104406811?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7801432151104406811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/yo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/7801432151104406811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/7801432151104406811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-5506576182775918332</id><published>2009-07-25T16:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T16:57:13.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sing-along'/><title type='text'>Bored. You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A weekend afternoon always felt bored to me.&lt;br /&gt;It's a Saturday and I'm home alone.&lt;br /&gt;How sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Dad's not in. Sis too. She just went out to follow her friend to watch the NDP. Grr. Unfortunately, they just got 1 extra free ticket. I have always wanted to catch NDP 'live' but as much as I wanted, I didn't managed to get a ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I'm on the Net for more than an hour I guess. Nobody's home manzsx; so I have it all to myself. Been searching for songs with their chords. Played along with the songs  and now my fingers just hurt. I hate this part but I love the feeling when I'm playing it. &lt;br /&gt;There's just loads of songs that I wanna cover after my exams. It's fun you know. Even though it's not your song. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;So maybe after the exams, I would just wanna grab some friends along and spend a day playing the guitar and singing. I love sing-alongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm alone, I guess I would go over to cuzzie's crib. It's just across the street and what's more my granny's there. I think that's just what I'm gonna do today. Maybe gonna study really late night.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Been burning midnight's oil these few nights. Did either homewrk or just studied. I just simply can't study at any other time. After school I would nap. It usually lasted 2 hours.(Can that be considered a nap?) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then would have dinner. Next, TV or reading time. Then when it's quite late,  I'll start studying. Prefer it that way. At least I'm studying.&lt;br /&gt;But I know I should not continue doing that. Thats not right, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ystd sat for 2 tests. A Malay and a SS one. Not bad even though I'm not really confident for the SS one. Saw tcher's dissapointed face. I guess she's disapponted with my class as most of us know that we didn't really took the test srsly and some just totally gave up. I bet it totally hurts to see someone you cared for and believed in just simply gave up on themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't worry, I won't give this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-5506576182775918332?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5506576182775918332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/bored-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/5506576182775918332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/5506576182775918332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/bored-you.html' title='Bored. You?'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-2035399473632269560</id><published>2009-07-20T00:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:21:50.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deciding'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey guys.&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a long time since my last update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied Syifa to guess where? Haha. Our 'beloved' F&amp;amp;N tcher's house. Lol eh. Went to hand in work but something happened and we went home w/o even meeting her. Wth. Merepek ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sort of finished my homework. It's been quite a while since I really sit down and do my work. However, I did them halfway. It's like after halfway then my don't feel like doing. So I end it. At least I did. &lt;br /&gt;Last week been pretty busy. Cleaned my room. Thank God it's not like a pig's sty anymore. Throwed a lot of stuffs. I even have like primary school stuffs. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. That's it. Ohhya. Wait. People's been asking whether I'm going to prom. I mean I really can't decide manszx. Most of them are going. Still in a dilemma. Just gimme a bit more time yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'll come to a decision soon; hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite. My pillow's all calling fr me. Haha. I'm not sleepy yet though. Boohoo.&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/1015096075582546331-2035399473632269560?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2035399473632269560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-guys_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/2035399473632269560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/2035399473632269560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-guys_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-6176509334882773557</id><published>2009-07-13T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:17:15.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the coffee&apos;s still on my tongue'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Didn't attended school today.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda regretted it. But whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole day lazing around. And there's some overdue homeworks to be done. Gonna start on my coursework right after this and hopefully can wrap up everything. Courseworks are time-consuming but hey, it's kinda easy to score the 60% for that subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I srsly gotta start studying mansxz. Prelims are just a few weeks away. It will be a gd gauge before my 'N's. If I screw it, I'll most probably screw the 'N's too. So come on, let's srsly start studying my dear graduating friends. We wouldn't want to regret this later aite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I got 2 songs stuck in my head. They're playing over and over again up here. Haha. As you're reading this, they're playing at the side. Lol. Everytime I hear to MJ's You're Not Alone, I got a mixture of feelings. I feel sad, relax  but at the same time I kinda feel lonely. Haha. But no matter what, I still love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, gotta start my coursework now or I'll end up doing it all night and I'll tend to abandon my other work. So, chao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-6176509334882773557?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6176509334882773557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/boohoo-didnt-attended-school-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/6176509334882773557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/6176509334882773557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/boohoo-didnt-attended-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-4841396248958852393</id><published>2009-07-12T16:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T16:45:39.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey guys.&lt;br /&gt;How y'all been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like ages since my last post yeah. It's Sunday afternoon and I just got back from madrasah. Nobody's home and I'm superr hungry. Thought of cooking a meal or something but there's nothing to cook. So sad. Mum asked me to go buy myself a meal or something. Haishh.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored manxsz. Thought of studying something but I simply can't 'cause I can't concentrate when I'm hungry. I mean who could right? So maybe later after a decent meal then I'll start studying. I dunno why but we, the ones who are sitting for major exams, just can't get ourselves to start studying, agree? There's just like a force trying to stop you from doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been updating much 'cause I'm plain lazy. A school day is enough to knock you out man. What's more is I have nothing interesting to post about. So, I think I'm starting a routine. I'm walking home from school. Started last Thurs and I hope I'll do it as long as my legs could carry me and if the weather permits. I loved walking. It's a way to get things off my mind especially when I'm feeling troubled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, last Friday, after AEP, played badminton at the multi-purpose hall near Fifah's house. Played for a while and by 5:30, I'm already making my way home. Earlier that afternoon, had CSP. We only had like 40 minutes of lesson. Haha. There was a miscommunication or smthg.&lt;br /&gt;And ystd was supposed to have a make-up CSP lesson 'caused we missed a few lessons due to teacher's absence but it was cancelled. Almost all of us are already in school when we found out that it's been cancelled. So, went to library to do some essays and homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Sorry 'cause I can't really think anymore 'cause my stomach's growling. So until here. I 'll try to update more. Chao!&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/1015096075582546331-4841396248958852393?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4841396248958852393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/4841396248958852393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/4841396248958852393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-3565379734452963627</id><published>2009-07-06T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:48:25.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='.....'/><title type='text'>youth day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo Youths!&lt;br /&gt;Whassup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. It's Youth Day ppl. Hee. It's also Monday. I got the Monday blues even though I'm nt schooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend was great. How's yours? Saturday went to cousin's place with sis. Usually, we would go as a family but since mum gt D&amp;amp;D, dad didn't want to tag along. Spent the late afternoon there. We   usually head back home only after midnight. But since it's already 12am plusplus, called mum to ask her whether it's possible to sleepover and gave her the alibi that it's inappropriate fr girls to go home so late. Haha. Padahal my house is just across the street. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then the nxt morning rushed home to prepare fr madrasah. It was a total waste going. Since it's youth day, they give a forum about those 'youth' stuffs. Regreted going bt it's too late. Later, after madrasah ended, head back to cousin's house. Haha. Then, went it's almost dark, went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, since it's a holiday, followed mum to her school. What a longgg day but enjoyed it anyhow.  I was expecting to see all the angmoh students but unfortunately, they are on their summer break. So only saw a couple of tchers. It's totally cool there. Introduced myself a lot today. Mum knows almost everyone. Haha. One day I must visit again with the students there. Muahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, met aunt at Lot 1 fr dinner. Then walkwalk. I don't know why but Lot 1's like my 2nd home. Like srsly sey. I go there almost everday in a week. Kinda getting sick of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then reached home ard 8. Did this and that. And also helped mum do cheeesecake. Mum's baking fr her friend's bdae and as usual, I'm the assistant. Haha.  Within this 2 mths mum have baked quite a number. Now I can already smeell it. Wooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, better get going. Anyway, Rockband's addictive mansxz. Love it. &lt;br /&gt;Ohya, heard Wondergirl's English version of Nobody. I still prefer it in Korea I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 1 more thing, on top of the stuffs I did, I FAILED to include studying/revising my work. Haish.&lt;br /&gt;Ichaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-3565379734452963627?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3565379734452963627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/youth-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/3565379734452963627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/3565379734452963627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/youth-day.html' title='youth day'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-855685581286082340</id><published>2009-07-03T19:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T20:11:49.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smellyyyy'/><title type='text'>cycling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo!&lt;br /&gt;Whatssup manxsz?&lt;br /&gt;Gd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. It's Friday ppl! Just can't believe I sort of wasted the whole week afternoon after AEPs. I would head home, TV, eat, sleep then TV again. Something liddat. Study would be very rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went cycling with Nad late afternoon. Ard 5 plus. Sort of de-stressed ourselves. Lately, I feel like there's someting that's telling me to give up. I just can't quite figure it out. Haishh. But come on Icha, prelims are just few weeks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, met Nad at 5 plus at or usual meeting point; the traffic light. As usual, I'm a little late. Hehe. Then we started cycling to Bukit Gombak. Followed the path there. Stopped at a shop opposite the MRT station and Nad bought cheese fries. Initially, we didn't planned to carry on to Little Guilin but after buying the cheese fries, Nad suggested we 'picnic' there. Haha. So there we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat at the stones and stared at the scenery. Nad ate her cheese fries. We talked and admire the scenery right in front of us. Then started reminiscing about NCC stuffs. All the great time we shared as a family. Honestly, now I'm really missing my NCC mates. Even though we see each other everyday, it's totally different. Doing NCC stuffs tgt are much better. Guys, you know wht I mean. Now tht NCC's gone, it's like a part of you went away too. Haishh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to the story. We talked about the little little stuffs tht we miss. Haha. There are loads of them. Then, ard 6 plus started cycling back to CCK. We followed a different path. We pass the upcoming ITE and stuffs. Ohya, what a day. It seems that almost everywhere we go there's ppl staring. One is while 'picnic-ing' at Guilin. The other when we passed the ITE. And there's one more occasion but I forgot where. Haha. And all of them are man. A little scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast frwrd and I'm home. Mum was at home when I reached. Read her yearbook. Srsly, their yearbook are better than ours. Saw all the cute-cute angmoh kids to teenagers. So cute, so hot. Haha. How I wish I could school there. It'll be cool man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Lastly, next  Tues is my 'N' Level oral. I'm quite nervous 'bout it. I'm still confident I can do it though. I just hate the pict. discussion part. I suck at tht section. But whatever it is, this weekend I'm gonna practice and practice and just give my bloody best on tht day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, enough of these stuffs. Gotta run. I'm still sticky and smelly frm cycling. Haha. Chao!&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/1015096075582546331-855685581286082340?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/855685581286082340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/cycling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/855685581286082340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/855685581286082340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/cycling.html' title='cycling'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-5575144723208754451</id><published>2009-06-28T16:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T17:15:16.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome eyebrow'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry fr the previous post. It was so fcked up. I was freaking pissed with myself fr spoiling my own phone. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Moving onn. Firstly, I just love the new Cadbury ad! The eyebrow thingy. Haha. Cool man. But it doesn't seem to have  link with Cadbury; in my view. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;When I saw it fr the first time I seriously thought that they are promoting a new phone or sumting liddat. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;But it's seriously awesome. Haha. I can't stop laughing every time it came out. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link 'cause I somehow gt problems uploading it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IJshbIqmdck&amp;NR=1"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IJshbIqmdck&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. It's superr cool fr me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.Kk. Maintain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the new timetable's fcked up. Agree? I just simply hate it! Grr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever lah. Bye dancing eyebrows. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-5575144723208754451?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5575144723208754451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-world_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/5575144723208754451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/5575144723208754451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-world_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-657686734312267719</id><published>2009-06-27T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:18:17.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grr'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Right now I'm just pissed at myself. I browsed through my C9O2's memory stick and saw my pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. Whatever. Geram ahhh. Bye ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya. Anyway RIP to MJ. I still can't believe it.&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/1015096075582546331-657686734312267719?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/657686734312267719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/657686734312267719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/657686734312267719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-8064292106264994482</id><published>2009-06-22T23:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T00:38:56.456+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whassup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first day of Maths Hot-Housing. I would not say it's ineffective but I could say that I'm sure whatever that went into my brain was less than 20%. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole cohort of Sec 4 &amp;amp; 5 had to attend. It was ok at first. But after a while, the teacher got even more faster moving on to the next topic. I ended up going at my own pace. I was still stucked at a topic and he was almost done on the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then blahblah. There was this one point when the tcher got fed up of us chatting away so he got angry. He started saying that NA classes have the most numbers of absentees and it simply shows that we are not interested. I mean it's true but why are we always the target? If you don't want us there, then tell us manxzsx. We can jolly well leave.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever lah. Don't be too sensitive Icha. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I burnt my tongue while enjoying KFC's breakfast. Ohya, did I mention that a few days back, I dreamed of enjoying a KFC meal? I was craving fr it and my dream proves it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts when I eat. So now I have to bite pieces of food using only my left side of the mouth. Sedih eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. What else should I say? Ohh.&lt;br /&gt;I walked with Eddy to the MRT today. While walking we talked. One of the topic was Sarawak. He said that he was browsing through his picts and found the folder. All the memories came back. So, when I got home after having dinner, I went to my old comp and transfered the whole folder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, when I look back at those picts, all the moments spent there came lingering back to my train of thoughts even though they have start fading slowly  some time ago. I can't describe the feeling. You will really miss Sarawak if you went on that trip, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss every single thing 'bout it and here's just a few moments that I'd love to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sj-uW3IaqbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/pb3REXTafYM/s320/S7300457.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350186590119045554" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moment 1: At the airport with mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sj-uXEPUEeI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qROjn4HIogk/s320/S7300462.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350186593637634530" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sj-qOLj8n8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/7tHlN4kAFjQ/s320/S7300476.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350182042937892802" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: Fly me there pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sj-qOYl0UDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qcishRDDSxw/s320/S7300488.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350182046435397682" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: The most fun part of all; when you just feel like reaching out to the cotton candy sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sj-qO_-XXrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RGNMh5FHMbQ/s320/S7300553.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350182057007341234" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: Another moment that made me really excited. Getting closer and closer to Mt. Santubong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sj-qPC0M6_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/mJgraZtMdsI/s320/S7300564.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350182057770019826" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: The serene beach. I forgot the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sj-qPuu9t9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/s9E4L260Tbw/s320/S7300567.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350182069559211986" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: Posing in front of my house-to-be. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sj-sWwO2JpI/AAAAAAAAAGo/HLoLWfMAlZE/s320/S7300668.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350184389243709074" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: Jumping on the bed like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sj-sXf9i9mI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1sG2Q74tO8M/s320/S7300770.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350184402056050274" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9: Waiting to be served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sj-sX3eqF5I/AAAAAAAAAG4/2SMIlR_f6QE/s320/S7300775.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350184408368945042" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: Writing reflections at the end of each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sj-sY6SIlDI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3V58400JzcY/s320/S7300692.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350184426301592626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11: The girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sj-uXpFQs7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/hpYz97rBjY4/s320/ROT01702.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350186603527582642" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12: The guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sj-uX58iY6I/AAAAAAAAAHo/oTr_L-5iP7U/s320/S7300694.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350186608054395810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13: And lastly, waking up to the beautiful and calm sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss all that. But who am I to turn back time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-8064292106264994482?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8064292106264994482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/fly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/8064292106264994482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/8064292106264994482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/fly.html' title='Fly'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sj-uW3IaqbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/pb3REXTafYM/s72-c/S7300457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015096075582546331.post-4456620658479166002</id><published>2009-06-21T00:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T01:40:39.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pleaseraintonight'/><title type='text'>Please don't stop raining</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hey y'all.&lt;br /&gt;How's life? Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week have been pretty BORING fr me. Since there's no school I woke up later than I usually do and it's just the same old stuff over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;I was seriously Bored to death. My nrml routine was to wake-up, clean up, house chores, TV or lappy(but too lazy to update) and then dunno do wht. I would usually slack. Zzzz&lt;br /&gt;Whatthehell right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm usually alone at home so I don't talk. Unless the phone rings of course. I can't possibly talk to myself right?&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time when I'm doing the chores, I would blast the radio. So, it's like being in jail or smthg. Haha. I think on Thurs I almost cried because I'm so freaking lonely and I feel like I haven't talked fr days.&lt;br /&gt;LOLlol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, fast frwd. Blah blah abt feeling lonely and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just came bck frm cuzzie's place. Sort of celebrated Father's Day. There's food and stuffs. So, eatdrinkeatdrink. Then played Monopoly. Got bored after a while.&lt;br /&gt;Then... Ah, forget it. I forget wht happened. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the past weeknights, I've been having trouble sleeping. IT'S JUST BLOODY HOT RIGHT? I just can't take the heatiness manzxx. I would sleep soundly and suddenly woke up to realise that I'm actually sweating like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would start off sleeping in my bed. After hours had passed, I would move to the empty space on the floor nxt to my bed, then my last spot would be on the couch in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have air-con you see, so I would turn the fan nxt to the couch to its max and just leave it my direction. Muahaha. Sometimes I don't realise I have actually changed spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why it's been these hot these days. Is it global warming? Or is it just the hot season? My back hurt from sleeping on the floor for long hours. Haishh.&lt;br /&gt;I miss those cold, windy nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I feel like there's a lot to tell the world but I don't exactly what I want to say. I think I just miss my nrml routine, going to school and stuffs. I miss my clique. U hanging out tgth after school, sitting tgt during recess. I miss the little little stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I also miss my CCA and many other stuffs. I just misss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm tired. Chao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a random one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sj0e21csfTI/AAAAAAAAAF4/i8PrQqqFCxY/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349465859795221810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lonely lonerr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-4456620658479166002?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4456620658479166002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/please-dont-stop-raining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/4456620658479166002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/4456620658479166002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/please-dont-stop-raining.html' title='Please don&apos;t stop raining'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8E0hYIjg40Y/Sj0e21csfTI/AAAAAAAAAF4/i8PrQqqFCxY/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015096075582546331.post-7523745522663291801</id><published>2009-06-13T16:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T17:08:05.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr Sun burnt me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back. Been out and about these few days. So here the story goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I've got sunburnt. Arghh. Thanks to a day out in the sun ystd. Ok. So me and Fydie was selected to represent our class fr a graduation vdeo thingy. Both of us were forced so I was reluctant to go. But I still did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was the first fr this 2-day thing. The first day was all about recording. We had to sing a few lines from an oldie song which I can't really relate to. Haha. Early morning our voices aren't really out yet. So we are asked to sing the line repeatedly. Until we managed to get the correct tone and stuffs, then the recording starts. I srsly do not like to hear my recorded voice. It's just so different. But what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after we got our line recorded, the other classes also recorded theirs. It was bloody tiring. We have to wait and wait and wait. And finally got to the chorus. The whole thing ended ard 5. Superr long rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day was not the best one. Anyhow, still enjoyed singing other songs with the rest while waiting. I bet my group was the loudest among all. Who cares. Now I know how all the stars feel while recording. You have to re-record if it's not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, movingg on to the 2nd day which is, Thank God more interesting. It was still tiring 'cause there is still a lot of waiting but I really had fun. We took a transport to Marina Barrage early in the morning for the filming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice, calm place but the sun was just blistering HOT! As soon as we arrived, we get to the 1st location and start filming. There was a total of 10 spots of filming I think. After one spot, movedd on to another. It was crowded and quite embarassing 'cause when the music starts, you have to 'act feeling feeling' singing the song. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the view from the Green Roof on top. You can Singapore Flyer and stuffs. There were ang-moh kids flying kites with their teachers and they were soo adorable.&lt;br /&gt;While waiting, we would snap pictures and stuffs. Or me and Ely will act spastic. Haha. So fun but so hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the whole thing wrapped up at ard 2pm. We got no transport back so we took the shuttle bus to the MRT and went to Raffles City Shpping Ctr to Mac-ed. There was a whole bunch of us. Ard 14 I think. Most of us stayed tgt and decided to go to Suntec fr the PC Show. I don't exactly know why in the world we went there. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to Suntec and otw there we decided to prank strangers. Haha. Verry funny. After Suntec, went to Esplanade to sit ard and continue pranking strangers then made our way back. By the end of the end, most of our faces and arms are turning red 'cause of the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I think it was a gd experience. We bonded with 1 or 2 ppl from different classes. Even though I dislike the recording part, I think I loved the filming part minus the sunburnt part. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, my fingers are screaming so here are some pictures. The rest will be uploaded soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SjNoiB-3JTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Mn1a75CR0lc/s320/DSC03060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346732116475847986" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell of the water fountain nearby was a little unpleasant. Ely's expression shows. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SjNoiY-dn1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/B67t6SirvcE/s320/DSC03072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346732122648190802" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SjNoiku0UvI/AAAAAAAAAEw/c0HMMo51Hc0/s320/DSC03073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346732125803795186" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SjNojLN7z-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/MxQypQrBP-s/s320/DSC03079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346732136134856674" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fydie said I looked like a ballerina wannabe. Haha. Anyway, the Green Roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SjNq4aF8x5I/AAAAAAAAAFI/dJaJ8K4eoSo/s320/DSC03098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346734699928405906" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our spastic faces. Actually mine more spastic ah. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SjNq4lx_MfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/JHa0A64DOtc/s320/DSC03084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346734703065903602" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SjNq470fpiI/AAAAAAAAAFY/l0UjRu0NpBw/s320/DSC03087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346734708981999138" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SjNq4yXP_uI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Ua_2uqrGR9w/s320/DSC03094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346734706443419362" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SjNq5JYWqtI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ARZ4LYBkDTs/s320/DSC03105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346734712622066386" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite. That's about it. Adios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-7523745522663291801?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7523745522663291801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/7523745522663291801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/7523745522663291801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SjNoiB-3JTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Mn1a75CR0lc/s72-c/DSC03060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015096075582546331.post-7366764604937609954</id><published>2009-06-08T20:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:16:39.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='these crazy fantasies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like it's been ages since I last updated yeah. So here we go. Just updated the links aite. So to the ones that complained, you guys have just be linked kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a hectic week last week. With all the classes and funfair and stuffs. Besides that nothing much really happened. Went to catch Night At The Museum 2 with mum and sis last Friday evening at Lot 1. It was just average for me. Maybe 'cause I had more expectations since the 1st one was hilarious and interesting. Overall not bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow's the last day to submit my coursewerk. Yippie. Can't wait but y'all know what? I haven't completed it! Just a few more stuffs to do. I'll do it later I guess since it's the last day tomorrow, why not just do it properly and chuck it to her face. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will have Maths lesson also tomorrow before F&amp;amp;N. Haven't completed the homework yet but I managed to solve some questions though. Speaking of Maths, besides my attempt to solve some of my homework questions, I haven't pretty much touch my Maths books or even start practicing. What's this Icha?&lt;br /&gt;One whole week of June is already gone. Can't afford to waste the other 3 weeks away just like that. Ok so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Note to self:&lt;br /&gt;Start practicing MATHS ASAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alrite, movinggg on. I've been watching this video over and over again. I've seen it before on Wani's MP3 the other time but I didn't  heard of her yet. Just simly love it manszx. It's from a female singer by the name Zee Avi. Heard of her before? She's amazing manszx. I searched her video on Youtube after reading in the papers 'bout her. She originated from Malaysia. Most of her songs are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day she recorded a song she'd written to show her friend. Then something something.( I forgot what happened! Haha). She got an invitation from a producer or something in the US and now she already got an album and is preparing for a tour. How cool is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole time I was reading 'bout her my mouth is half-opened. Besides being able to play the guitar, she also could play the ukelele. Can't really believe it that she was actually from Malaysia! I mean it's like a dream come true isn't it. I myself have that kinda dream and yeah hopefully it does come true yeah. Hahaha. Just these little dreams of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of uploading the video but changed my mind. I'm lazy to do so. So, go and search yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, ever since the funfair, I just realised that my school's got quite many talented individuals. Not forgetting those with their bands. The show at the funfair was just like a gig or something. Bands after bands performed. Some are pretty good while the other some are just average.. I have also started strumming my guitar again after soo long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Really wish I belonged to a band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Haha. But seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the guitarist and the vocalist even though I know I suck at both. But I prefer being an acoustic band or maybe just a duo. I prefer covering songs rather than having my own song. But at the same time would love having a songwriter writing songs for me to sing. I also thought of uploading my video on Youtube and who  knows I might get lucky? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I know this is soo random but I just feel like forming a band right now!&lt;br /&gt;Anyone interested to be the other half of my duo? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I better stop now before I fantasize other silly stuffs. So goodbye y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-7366764604937609954?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7366764604937609954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/yo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/7366764604937609954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/7366764604937609954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-978850571277770187</id><published>2009-06-01T00:21:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T01:48:08.590+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just keep swimming'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, whaddup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly would like to update some overdue pictures of the first half of last week. Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day1: CIP @ECP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SiK8E-NBVEI/AAAAAAAAADo/JjoeT5U10YU/s320/S7302554.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342038901617939522" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SiK8FOJ2pdI/AAAAAAAAADw/Z-aVd8s1KL0/s320/S7302557.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342038905899623890" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posing while working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SiK8FdF30gI/AAAAAAAAAD4/H3XVlMRDORg/s320/S7302559.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342038909909455362" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SiK5LpQDfsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/GZiDIIZ-dFM/s320/S7302569.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342035717717720770" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our semi-full thrash bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SiK606qAFuI/AAAAAAAAADA/c7_f1dWRNWs/s320/S7302573.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342037526276216546" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooling down at BK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SiK61Ec9i0I/AAAAAAAAADI/MjvkmV8dI1A/s320/S7302576.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342037528905878338" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SiK61fBpHmI/AAAAAAAAADQ/4LhkW9bplqc/s320/S7302583.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342037536039050850" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, you can choose to either  feel boring, whatever or simply happy! Haha.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SiK61-gEn4I/AAAAAAAAADY/JDbwRLX3I2s/s320/S7302584.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342037544488181634" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SiK62LLb0SI/AAAAAAAAADg/p0ncWFi1O7Q/s320/S7302588.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342037547891282210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh tired ley, let me Zzzzz a while"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: No pictures were taken 'cause it was so damn bloody boring. Trip to SDC. What's more I forgot to charge my batteries the day before. Haha. So, the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Class outing @ ECP...again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SiK-H61w1bI/AAAAAAAAAEA/OrGlTER4yjI/s320/S7302616.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342041151277946290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While playing captain's ball tgt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SiK-IDzMcKI/AAAAAAAAAEI/t2b4qFwBOXU/s320/S7302617.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342041153683091618" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SiK-IoijIGI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/czktc1YbN9g/s320/S7302618.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342041163545387106" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SiK-IwQuSPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Ijz4ofdIFK4/s320/S7302619.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342041165618104562" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the funny falls we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite. That's about it. For the pics I mean. Will update the whole album in Facebook. So, nothing pretty much happened lately. Went to Escape Theme Park ystd though. So not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Friday's PTC. Some of the words being said by teacher still lingered in my mind tilll now. The session somewhat have made an impact to me. I realised that I actually got ppl ard me supporting me. I also realised that this June hols are not the right time to either slack or have fun. I gotta bloody buck up  on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PTC got me confused too. I felt sad, angry and many other feeling which I can't describe. Really saw hope in my teacher's eyes. She look me straight in the eyes and told me that she really want me to get promoted. I got sad upon hearing it but not sure why. There are quite a few more stuffs that we talked about which I vaguely remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta know that I should keep holding on now since Prelims is less than 2 months away and that will be the best gauge for my 'N's. So, Icha, let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's important is that I should really make full use of this hols. Gotta work on my Maths especially. So, anyone, wanna practice Maths with me? Haha. Alrite. It's late. Update soon but don't think will update consistently due to my other commitments. So, chao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-978850571277770187?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/978850571277770187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-whaddup-firstly-would-like-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/978850571277770187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/978850571277770187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-whaddup-firstly-would-like-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8E0hYIjg40Y/SiK8E-NBVEI/AAAAAAAAADo/JjoeT5U10YU/s72-c/S7302554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015096075582546331.post-2450526753170913755</id><published>2009-05-30T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T02:02:01.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The words being said are still lingering in my mind. They just keep playing on and on.&lt;br /&gt; I will make sure that I this time round, I will really put in effort. Thanks for the believe you had in me till now. Appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-2450526753170913755?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2450526753170913755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/words-being-said-are-still-lingering-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/2450526753170913755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/2450526753170913755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/words-being-said-are-still-lingering-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-632816397801708056</id><published>2009-05-28T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:02:41.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ohya. I forgot. Pics soon eh. Hehe. Syifa, I'll upload them real soon yeah. A little more patience is much appreciated. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-632816397801708056?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/632816397801708056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/ohya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/632816397801708056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/632816397801708056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/ohya.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-6483101376371861481</id><published>2009-05-28T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:46:41.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this is it'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;What a hot day mansxz. And the time goes by slow too right? Do you guys feel it too? Or am I alone feeling it? Haha. But seriously. Today the weather spoil my mood and it feels like the time is going by soo very the slow. I wonder why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as expected, almost half of the class did not turn up for school. Only 19 did. So pathetic. Did not really have lessons except fr Maths. The first 2 periods was MT and tcher did not come so free period. Then, 3rd and 4th period was supposed to be Hist but we did not study. Instead both my tchers came to class to discuss what to be bought for the funfair and they brought all of us out to Yew Tee. How cool was that.To go out during curriculum hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought only some of the stuffs and breakfast and had our meal together in the cafeteria. We joined a few tables together and ate. I simply love that spirit. We were really like a family. So after we ate, we tried out our game. Discussed what needs to be done and stuff.Then after school got CSP test. It was just OK lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya. Ystd was very the fun too. Really enjoyed the outing. Played captain's ball and rollerbladed with friends. Me and the rest taught those who do not know such as Syifa, Azlin and even Mdm Khamilia. Haha. Funny mansxz. Looking at the way they try to balance themselves to the way they fall. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself also fall; sadly. I was happily slurping Slurpee at the same time rollerblading when I suddenly lose my balance and there I go. I even actually planned how to land! Haha. I knew I was going to fall flat forward so I turn just in time to fall flat on my back instead. Funny lah. Almost the whole class saw me on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ystd was my 'falling' day. Fall quite a number of times; during captain's ball, while rollerblading and during touch rugby after school. Haha. It was fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the fun I had during the 1st 3 days of the week, I'm actually quite worried. PTC's tmr and unfortunately majority of my 4N mates have to see the 'big shots'. Most of us failed Maths which is one of the criteria to get promoted. So quite worried about what is going to happen. Let's really buck up guys! It's less than 6 months before 'N's. So let's work hard aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note to self&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stop procrastinating and start practicing.&lt;br /&gt;Gambatte, Icha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-6483101376371861481?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6483101376371861481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/yo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/6483101376371861481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/6483101376371861481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-4924369692209893273</id><published>2009-05-26T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:06:21.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><title type='text'>The wind in my face</title><content type='html'>Hello world.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry! Lol. Very the random eh. Yeah, I very hungry. It's 21:30pm and I have just woken up about an hour ago and I have not taken my dinner. So, hungry lorr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Kk, whatever. Went to SDC earlier today; again. Visited the Army Museum again. Quite a boring trip today. Ystd was not bad. Went to ECP for our CIP. And tomorrow will be heading there again for our class outing. Can't wait to rollerblade. Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yestdy was a long day indeed. After school stayed back for the graduation vdeo thingy. Filmed it then homed. Felt sad while filming as it just reminds me that graduation is coming and it is inevitable. Haish.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... Then went cycling with Nad. A nice windy day to cycle. It was damn fun but tiring though. Started from CCK to Bukit Batok then back to CCK and lastly to Yew Tee. Quite far, huh? Was the longest journey so far. Nad has been my cycling buddy since last year. Haha. We love cycling in the afternoons. And I LOVE the wind in my face. Haha. I'm just afraid that this will end after graduation.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, the Sec 1s have I-don't-know-what. I think something like camp minus the overnight. I'm just assuming lah. Whatever it is, since ystd, when having lunch in school, it's quite irritating to hear them cheering and stuffs. But at the same time, I miss those camping days! Esp. with NCC mates. Miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, there's a whole list of i-miss stuffs. From my primary school days to camps and other interesting stuffs. Maybe shud list them down here. Just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Icha; Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-4924369692209893273?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4924369692209893273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/wind-in-my-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/4924369692209893273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/4924369692209893273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/wind-in-my-face.html' title='The wind in my face'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-6580516960918942515</id><published>2009-05-24T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T18:07:40.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heyho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How've you guys been? It's Sunday guys. And I'm bored. Yeah, very bored. I have coursework waiting fr me actually. But I'll get it done laterrrr. (My habit and weakest link; procrastinating.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yestdy's walkathon was not bad. Enjoyed it actually even though was really reluctant to go at first.  Walked for I-don't-how-long from somewhere in Kallang to Marina Golf Course. There were hundreds of participants so it was quite slow lah. So walk and walk and walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we reached the golf course, collected our foods and made our way to the golf range. Imagine, a concert at a golf course. The stage is where usually golfers shoot or something then the audience is at the range itself. So, the range where you sit have golf balls buried on the ground but you can see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite cool eh. Saw the sky turning frm blue to orange to total darkness. Love the atmosphere but nt the concert. Haha. I could sing better sey.Then walked back to the indoor stadium's carpark 'cause the shuttle bus start later and nobody's willing to wait. So walked for like another 45 mins or so. Lastly, home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                     ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haish. Ever since my phone spoiled, felt like a part of me is gone. I miss everything about having a cameraphone. From being narcissistic; taking pics of myself(haha), places and stuffs to changing the ringtone to my favourite song. Gosh! Can't believe it's been more than a month since my phone's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really wanted a new phone but did not dare to ask mum fr a new one. I just spoiled that phone which is less than four months and I'm already asking a new one. If I were my parents, I would spank me and confiscate my phone. This is not the first time I spoiled a cybershot phone.Haha.So I guess I 'll have to wait fr another year or so or even more than that before I finally get a finally get back the 'feeling' of having a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah. Talking bout a cameraphone makes me sad. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out!&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/1015096075582546331-6580516960918942515?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6580516960918942515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/heyho-howve-you-guys-been-its-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/6580516960918942515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/6580516960918942515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/heyho-howve-you-guys-been-its-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-874149422546833756</id><published>2009-05-21T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:44:55.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yoha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm back.Muahaha. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. So, firstly, Kudos to Kris Allen! Yay! He won!&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really expect him to win it though. I seriously expected Adam even though not a fan of him. Hahaha. Was glad to hear him win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, have I mention that me and company actually caught the 'live' telecast on Channel 5? Even though it was 8 in the morning? Yeah, we watched like close to 50% of the show in class. Haha. Cool, aite. Ppl busy studying we busy watching the finals. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first 4 periods can be considered 'free' period as relief tchers are taking over. So we happily watch even though we can't on the volume. We have no choice but to switch on and off the China phone in order to save the battery. So on and off we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then like 15 mins before 10, which was supposed to be the announcement of the results, the phone's battery have only half left. We panic 'cause afraid we might not be able to catch the results. So off then after like 5 mins on again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued to watch a bit more then unfortunately, the phone totally ran out of batt. And now it's only like 5 mins before 10. So we contacted 4/3 students to tell them to meet at the toilet 'cause they also got a phone with Tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and Alin rushed to the 4th floor toilet. Hazi, Fizah and Erin was already there. So we switch on the volume to the max but still could only hear vaguely. We shut our noisy mouths and listen closely to the voice. And as soon as Kris Allen was announced the winner, I jumped and screamed at the top of my lungs. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to class shortly after that and told the rest of them. A few couldnt accept the fact. They still think that Adam was the best. But too bad guys. Muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make the whole watching-TV-in-class situation sound so easy eh. But not really. It was  quite hard to watch silently and I think those tchers actually knew it. But who cares man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Fast- forward to after school. Was supposed to have F&amp;amp;N AEP but I did not turn up. Just don't have the mood to face you today. Sorry lah eh. So played basketball instead. Then home. Just in time to catch the grand finale again. Enjoyed the finale. Interesting. Love the way the combine the old timers and the new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Enough of these stuffs. Tomorrow's Friday, guys! Woohoo. Just love them. It simply means the weekends are coming. Ohya, almost forgot. Saturday gonna go for a walk. It's a mass walk ah. Mum's workplace union walk or something. Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited. Haha. But I myself have no idea why. I'm actually more excited for 30th May. Got free passes to Escape Theme Park. It's been ages since I last step my foot there. So really looking forward for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah. I better end here. I got Chinese homewrk  waiting to be done and it's already almost midnight. My batt's running flat. What's more I took my medication earlier on. So I'm sure the drowsiness effects are coming. SO,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out!&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/1015096075582546331-874149422546833756?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/874149422546833756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/viva-la-kris-allen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/874149422546833756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/874149422546833756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/viva-la-kris-allen.html' title=''/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-2182984302644465857</id><published>2009-05-20T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:29:02.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sicksicksick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since my first post eh. Ok. So just changed my blogskin. After a while searching, at last found this simple one. Love it. So I'll just stick with this one fr the time being. This blog is still under constuction fr me. Tagboard, links and etc. still nt up yet. Still a lot to be done here. I'll just do it some other time lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today nth much happened. Got MC after seeing a doctor. Got a real bad cough since last friday i think. I could cough up to 10 times in a row. That's hw bad it is. Was glad I didn't have sore throat though. Only got  a day off. I actually wanted 2 days but didn't dare to ask fr more.Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I got 2 days off, I could watch American Idol live tmr morning! Afifah said the 'live' telecast will be at 8am tmr. Didn't know how true though. Haha. Ohya. I seriously and badly wants Kris Allen to win! Adam's so whatever sey. Just didn't like him from the start. Sorry lah eh to Adam's supporters out there, but seriously I just dislike him. Hate the way he screams instead of singing the songs. Just hate it. I got goosebumps that day hearing him scream. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Back to reality. Enough of AI. After seeing the doctor, went to Lot 1 to meet sis and mum. As usual, went to eat. It's been quite a while since we ate out almost the whole week ever since mum hurt her back. So, eateateat then when on they way going to the escalator, saw Boys Over Flowers(BOF) being shown on one of the CD shops. Mum straight away went in and grab the DVD. Ohya, just so you know, Mum's more crazy over BOF then I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She watched the drama over again and got me to download the soundtracks.She likes Jihu the gentleman and  will watch the drama or scenes that have him  almst every day.. Haha. And guess what, now she's bugging me to surrender the laptop to her 'cause she wants to watch him again. Whatthehell. Stop it eh Mum! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story eh. At last didn't get the DVD as it is only from episode 1 -6. So tak best kn. Ok. I think I should end soon 'cause I got better things to do. Will find time to update soon eh. And I'll try to complete the "constuction" here soon k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, still considering whether to attend school or not. Haha. Kk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1015096075582546331-2182984302644465857?l=thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2182984302644465857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/sicksicksick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/2182984302644465857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1015096075582546331/posts/default/2182984302644465857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thosepaperplanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/sicksicksick.html' title='Sicksicksick'/><author><name>Farisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10071287100875434940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1015096075582546331.post-6811798821818660388</id><published>2009-05-14T15:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T16:05:11.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut up &amp; let me go!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alrite. Finally, I've got a blog eh. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finally&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. Ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, credits to Syifa and Fizah. A million thanks. Haha. I didn't know what made me do one. Just suddenly feel like it. So, I do lor.Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok. Just so you know, I'm at school currently even though I am not suppsed to be. Today was actually my 'off' day because my paper ended ystd. Yay but no yay. But unfortunately, had to meet my 'beloved' F&amp;amp;N tcher. She need to explain some shit. Been here for like almost 5 hrs? Andand, nth's really done actually. She explain to us way earlier on and now we are wasting time ''act act" busy doing work. Haha! And she's busy explaining whatever shit to other students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me and Syifa really wanted to chau but scared to ask her. She's angry just nw and of course she looks scary. But anyway, I think I'll ask her soon. Yeah soon. Alrite, better get going 'cause my head's spinning listening to her talk-and-scold tone. 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