<?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-38861020</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:38:28.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scribbled Words</title><subtitle type='html'>It's not just about you.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>203</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38861020.post-7046762176124062427</id><published>2011-01-23T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T16:06:40.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear 17 years old me</title><content type='html'>My vulnerable heart&lt;div&gt;Be strong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one can change you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fragile eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one can stop you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My doubtful mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one can help you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-7046762176124062427?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/7046762176124062427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=7046762176124062427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/7046762176124062427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/7046762176124062427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2011/01/dear-17-years-old-me.html' title='Dear 17 years old me'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-2029214125098257566</id><published>2010-11-25T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T14:33:27.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little Spice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chilli Chilli Chilli! I'm in LOVE with Chilli! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't really blame me for loving it. I was raised by a Malay-Loving-Chilli couple afterall. Since I was craving for some mind-blowing, tounge prickling spiciness, I decided to snack on some chilli padi today. It doesn's taste as bad as I thought it would be. It's actually pretty good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-2029214125098257566?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/2029214125098257566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=2029214125098257566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2029214125098257566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2029214125098257566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2010/11/little-spice.html' title='A little Spice'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-3699119031273120374</id><published>2010-11-13T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T21:22:14.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Timing</title><content type='html'>Examination is over and so is school! After 11 years of mandatory education it finally ended. My life has been pathetic thus so far. Dedicating my time and energy on precious books. No social life whatsoever. Not even socializing with my own family members!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I kinda believe in cliche quotes; those about success. They are kinda true. As corny as this sounds, I am going to embark on a new journey. *jeez I sounded old*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to deny that I will definitely miss my friends and teachers too but I am excited to actually officially leave the school compound. I can now do almost anything that I wanted, almost. But right now, I think I'll just catch up with my friends and family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-3699119031273120374?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/3699119031273120374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=3699119031273120374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3699119031273120374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3699119031273120374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2010/11/perfect-timing.html' title='The Perfect Timing'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-6681934573846115182</id><published>2010-01-24T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:41:42.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning</title><content type='html'>Don't we all love it when we wake up knowing that it's lazy day? And then time flew very fast and suddenly it's Monday and last week's craziness haunts you all over again. It sucks isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-6681934573846115182?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/6681934573846115182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=6681934573846115182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6681934573846115182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6681934573846115182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunday-morning.html' title='Sunday Morning'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-4461188547642304723</id><published>2010-01-02T18:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T18:57:16.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mindless rambling of an unhappy student</title><content type='html'>Farewell 2009. Hello 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days to the boring old school days and goodbye to the good life. I am so dreading 2010. I hate adapting to change. Unfortunately so, there are so many changes for me this year. Damn. But but, I'll try to stay positive. Yep that's it. I'm gonna try to be positive. Happy thoughts, and happy thoughts only. Negativity is not allowed. I'm gonna miss waking up late. Doing nothing. Eating anything and not care about the world but myself, selfish right? I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to finish my 2009 homeworks. Enlighten me dear school. Anyway, weren't we taught to move on and not look back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, positive attitude. Doing homework is fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-4461188547642304723?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/4461188547642304723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=4461188547642304723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4461188547642304723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4461188547642304723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2010/01/mindless-rambling-of-unhappy-student.html' title='mindless rambling of an unhappy student'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-1547996929318927733</id><published>2009-11-29T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T18:38:43.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere in between</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/Sxo3ngNTgOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/upi0Zc2S22E/s1600-h/DSC01659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411699054039236834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/Sxo3ngNTgOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/upi0Zc2S22E/s320/DSC01659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/Sxo3nM4bqCI/AAAAAAAAAKI/1rf5M3vvPVU/s1600-h/DSC04409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411699048851417122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/Sxo3nM4bqCI/AAAAAAAAAKI/1rf5M3vvPVU/s320/DSC04409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/Sxo3mqo0kZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/SsNmG0t6MIg/s1600-h/DSC04423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411699039659135378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/Sxo3mqo0kZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/SsNmG0t6MIg/s320/DSC04423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/Sxo3mbY9PKI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/l-l_J9I3800/s1600-h/DSC00915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411699035566062754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/Sxo3mbY9PKI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/l-l_J9I3800/s320/DSC00915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/Sxo3l9cjPeI/AAAAAAAAAJw/-KUuGpuKdgU/s1600-h/DSC05666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411699027528072674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/Sxo3l9cjPeI/AAAAAAAAAJw/-KUuGpuKdgU/s320/DSC05666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's always sweetness in this bitterful life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-1547996929318927733?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/1547996929318927733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=1547996929318927733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1547996929318927733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1547996929318927733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/11/somewhere-in-between.html' title='Somewhere in between'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/Sxo3ngNTgOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/upi0Zc2S22E/s72-c/DSC01659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38861020.post-4936045720914469234</id><published>2009-11-18T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:19:21.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SwPzuBb9cVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/EoZapSDbjfY/s1600/DSC04297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405431949759967570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SwPzuBb9cVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/EoZapSDbjfY/s320/DSC04297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has been awhile now, and I am still wondering where to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Post-Exam Activities are keeping me busy. One after another, no break for me. I'm exhausted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-4936045720914469234?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/4936045720914469234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=4936045720914469234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4936045720914469234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4936045720914469234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/11/tidal.html' title='Tidal'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SwPzuBb9cVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/EoZapSDbjfY/s72-c/DSC04297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38861020.post-1060679302763923922</id><published>2009-11-15T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T00:47:21.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A state of indifference</title><content type='html'>I think nerds have a good life. Nothing to bother them except for examination or school or whatever that's school related. Which they have a higher probability to ace than me. They indulge themselves in books and educational things and find joy in them. I hardly find any joy these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should try and talk to someone about this. But I don't think anybody will understand. They thought I have a good life. That I do, but had that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-1060679302763923922?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/1060679302763923922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=1060679302763923922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1060679302763923922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1060679302763923922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/11/state-of-indifference.html' title='A state of indifference'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-2496194249658508693</id><published>2009-11-08T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T16:15:18.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Dew</title><content type='html'>I feel like flying away. Far far away from this craziness. A place where noone knows me and cannot judge me, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that life could at least somehow be more simple and predictable but that would make it dull wouldn't it? But the uncertainty somehow amuse me. How people has changed over stupid reasons. Hurting others for their own happiness. I guess most people are unpredictable that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you won't care anymore, then why should I? There's no reason for me to stay if you keep pushing me away. I'm not going to waste my time and spare you my attention. I have other friends to care for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-2496194249658508693?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/2496194249658508693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=2496194249658508693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2496194249658508693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2496194249658508693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/11/fresh-dew.html' title='Fresh Dew'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-8438441383673107</id><published>2009-10-08T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T01:03:30.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SszIxZq2g9I/AAAAAAAAAJg/bNskjkrYXq0/s1600-h/10118_1126263193354_1130374476_30315015_2882158_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389903605085406162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SszIxZq2g9I/AAAAAAAAAJg/bNskjkrYXq0/s320/10118_1126263193354_1130374476_30315015_2882158_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;STE is done and over! I hate last minute studying but I always find myself in that pit. It's over anyway. So, due to STE my jalan raya was delayed and I had that stupid eye disease for more than a week. I mean, who would want to go to Raya outings amidst the Exams right? That's just stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything is fine now. I don't have conjuntivitis anymore and exam is over. The only thing that bothers me is that Raya is almost over, and I am so bumped that I just felt the heat now. Who's up for jalan raya anytime later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheesh. That makes me feel like a weirdo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-8438441383673107?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/8438441383673107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=8438441383673107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8438441383673107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8438441383673107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/10/raya-fever.html' title='Raya Fever'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SszIxZq2g9I/AAAAAAAAAJg/bNskjkrYXq0/s72-c/10118_1126263193354_1130374476_30315015_2882158_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38861020.post-6961695224568073573</id><published>2009-09-23T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T19:52:43.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenity</title><content type='html'>So I celebrated eid at Kuantan for the second time. There's no rush of excitement this year. I've always loved eid. This time it was just different. A little bland but still fun nonetheless. Despite suffering from a severe acute conjuctivitis I am still high on celebrating eid no matter how bland it may be or *painful. Raya pictures will be posted later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that STE is on this coming Monday? Yet I am having fun entertaining guests rather than cooped up in my untamed room studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-6961695224568073573?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/6961695224568073573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=6961695224568073573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6961695224568073573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6961695224568073573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/09/serenity.html' title='Serenity'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-2921527190619337645</id><published>2009-09-11T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T22:45:05.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello World</title><content type='html'>I'm still having problems with blogger. Damn you. Puase-puase buat orang marah. I somehow find myself indifferent about celebrating raya this year. Is it because geylang is densely boring this year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-2921527190619337645?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/2921527190619337645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=2921527190619337645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2921527190619337645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2921527190619337645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-world.html' title='Hello World'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-1707417629535178872</id><published>2009-08-01T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T16:42:36.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>masked</title><content type='html'>I think my muscles are cramp from sitting at home for a week. Seriously. There's nothing much to do really. I think I prefer going to school and kill time or learn something in the process then go home and sleep. Definitely better than being mom's helper. Which I'm not really consider I sleep almost 80% of the time spent at home. I caught someone's flu during IG. My body temperature was crazily high. It went as high as 40.0 at some point. I'm still having fever now but not as bad. I wonder who was sick that day. Because the others are sick too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-1707417629535178872?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/1707417629535178872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=1707417629535178872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1707417629535178872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1707417629535178872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/08/masked.html' title='masked'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-7998547792446441453</id><published>2009-07-20T19:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:06:21.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>floating in the air</title><content type='html'>School is still very boring. I think I prefer the filthy streets of Geylang and that afternoon session. Do you know how hard it is for me to get up early in the morning? I am not a morning person and I love to SLEEP. I have to wake up at 5 15am every morning to get ready for school and get out from the house at 6 10am. All those while losing precious time to sleep. I know I'm terrible. But I love sleeping too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tests are piling up and I'm too lazy to study for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-7998547792446441453?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/7998547792446441453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=7998547792446441453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/7998547792446441453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/7998547792446441453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/07/floating-in-air.html' title='floating in the air'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-3138058686947421108</id><published>2009-07-06T15:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T15:16:22.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Universal</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WfBlUQguvyw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WfBlUQguvyw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cool video that I found while watching some crap on youtube. I bet the editting was a killer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-3138058686947421108?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/3138058686947421108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=3138058686947421108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3138058686947421108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3138058686947421108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/07/universal.html' title='Universal'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-8453231481292366421</id><published>2009-07-01T19:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:47:34.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1276m</title><content type='html'>Mount Ophir or simply known as Gunung Ledang to us was more than just a mountain. I guess we underestimated it. I thought it was just like climbing Bukit Timah or Mount Faber. But hell, it was worst. Our poor guide had to wait for us patiently and everly smiling at us with a meaningful smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we are the SLOWEST group and WORST group he ever guided. Let's just say we are too kecoh, complain alot and just too slow. Other climbers took 5 hours or 6 hours to reach the peak. But we took 6 hours to reach Checkpoint 6 - Gua Kambing. Pathetic much? But it was still fun and enjoyable. I'd love to go there again with the same group of people, however slow they maybe. They are still fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We instantly bonded after Mahirah got sick. She was feeling unwell and Faizal helped to carry her bag. Since then we all bonded. Mahirah's sickness might be a blessing in disguise. After that, more people got sick. The first hour was a torture for me. Almost everyone threw up. Hearing them emptying their guts made me want to throw up too! It was the most uncomfortable moment of my life. But I managed to stay strong and not throw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ledang tested my patience and perseverance. I wonder why I couldn't endure silat training. Lack of passion maybe? Somehow I was leading all the way til we reach our dorm. Or silat training prepared me for that climb. Going downhill and uphill and all of those tiring stuff. Thank you Cik Fendi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uphill was challenging. Damn! They forgot to remind me that it's a mountain. A freaking mountain with rocks that you have to crawl to make your way up. And using ropes and ladders to support you. Lucky me for my rock climbing experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlucky us because it started raining when were descending. The others excluding me brought their poncho along. But I didn't. So I had to brace the coldness of the rain. Did i mention that Gunung Ledang is very cold? If i didn't it is verrryy Cold -with a capital C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold and too much water is not a perfect combination when you are up in the mountains with absolutely no toilets whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since, there wasn't any toilets up there, we had to build one. Oh, You know what I mean. A portable-poncho-based toilet. What do you expect? It's a 12 hours ascend and descend. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our motivation to keep on going was food. Good local food. "Teh Sarbat!" *inside joke, people*&lt;br /&gt;Once we saw that the others are lagging behind we would shout their favourite food to motivate them. We expected to get kudos from them or at least an appreciation but boy were we wrong. Just as Kak Nisa located us she said "Pasal korang lah aku jatuh. Prata lah Ice Lemon Tea lah. Memekak je." Sedih eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for me to summarise the trip will be more than a post long. So  I guess I better stop here before I bore you with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ledang was a memorable experience for. Although I was dissapointed that I didn't summit that day, it was still enjoyable and unforgettable. To be that close to nature and Him. To meet wonderful people and bonded with them was truly a once in a lifetime experience. The others might give up to try and summit ledang. But I vow to return to Ledang and summit by any means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakai helicopter pun helicopter lah.. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-8453231481292366421?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/8453231481292366421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=8453231481292366421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8453231481292366421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8453231481292366421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/07/1276m.html' title='1276m'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-3180419474666693229</id><published>2009-06-21T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T21:38:28.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>intensity</title><content type='html'>Training was hell after such a long time. I wasn't enjoying it at all. I felt dizzy which I never experience before. But I know it's worth my time and pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my smugglers thank you for smuggling me in. You know who you are. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-3180419474666693229?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/3180419474666693229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=3180419474666693229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3180419474666693229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3180419474666693229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/06/intensity.html' title='intensity'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-207429635286320222</id><published>2009-06-04T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:27:40.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Siti Az-Zahroh Effendi!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little late I guess. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-207429635286320222?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/207429635286320222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=207429635286320222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/207429635286320222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/207429635286320222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/06/18.html' title='18'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-321456788494514071</id><published>2009-05-26T20:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:11:55.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drenched in sweats</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340119347060526178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/ShvqQMO7zGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/h9nFn_yuhBs/s320/DSC00608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I am so craving for this right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather is so Freaking HOT nowadays and my AC is not working. Tough Luck. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-321456788494514071?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/321456788494514071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=321456788494514071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/321456788494514071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/321456788494514071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/05/drenched-in-sweats.html' title='drenched in sweats'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hcBCwCwtzVM/ShvqQMO7zGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/h9nFn_yuhBs/s72-c/DSC00608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38861020.post-1091440416753909491</id><published>2009-05-21T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:29:08.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger</title><content type='html'>I was watching Seven Pounds. The value of a life is incomparable. Lives that were broken couldn't be mended. I have to deal with the lives that I broke. Live and deal with the guilt. I couldn't turn back time. Nothing could be fixed. I can't take back all my words nor actions. I can only be forgiven. I'm Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-1091440416753909491?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/1091440416753909491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=1091440416753909491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1091440416753909491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1091440416753909491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/05/stranger.html' title='Stranger'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-1650483596423357147</id><published>2009-05-21T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:40:13.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>americanized</title><content type='html'>I wanted to post this earlier. But I gotta go to school already. I didn't manage to watch the whole show though as I woke up late. Dammit! On the bright side, Kris Allen won! Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-1650483596423357147?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/1650483596423357147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=1650483596423357147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1650483596423357147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1650483596423357147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/05/americanized.html' title='americanized'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-6726562868072008484</id><published>2009-05-18T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:15:49.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moderation</title><content type='html'>Exam's over. Now what? It sucks that there'll be no post-exam activities this time. Instead of that, we have to go to school for normal lessons. Destress much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-6726562868072008484?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/6726562868072008484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=6726562868072008484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6726562868072008484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6726562868072008484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/05/moderation.html' title='moderation'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-9027458473110232011</id><published>2009-05-14T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T23:57:44.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>euphoria, not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/ShGFFgPSRFI/AAAAAAAAAII/km7ipHJlklE/s1600-h/picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337193363010634834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/ShGFFgPSRFI/AAAAAAAAAII/km7ipHJlklE/s400/picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad Mid-Year is Over. But I'm so freaking worried about my results. I think I did quite badly this year. Except for Maths. For the first time I think I could pass Paper 1. Err.. Paper 2 not so much. I'm hoping that the worst won't happen to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-9027458473110232011?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/9027458473110232011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=9027458473110232011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/9027458473110232011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/9027458473110232011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/05/euphoria-not.html' title='euphoria, not.'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hcBCwCwtzVM/ShGFFgPSRFI/AAAAAAAAAII/km7ipHJlklE/s72-c/picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38861020.post-4258792718608337446</id><published>2009-05-11T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:04:30.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Dead</title><content type='html'>I suck at Geography aand Comprehension. I really do. Oh and Chemistry too! I'm starting to suck at everything now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-4258792718608337446?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/4258792718608337446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=4258792718608337446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4258792718608337446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4258792718608337446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/05/brain-dead.html' title='Brain Dead'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-1770124655216670399</id><published>2009-05-10T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:52:35.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Family Affair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SgbnnQm-rEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/JmKHtImKnlI/s1600-h/DSC00442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334205470326303810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SgbnnQm-rEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/JmKHtImKnlI/s400/DSC00442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Congratulations Siti Syariati Sulaiman! We are all happy for you. *No that ribbon and flower wasn't part of her outfit. We decided to re-vamp her look after the ceremony.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-1770124655216670399?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/1770124655216670399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=1770124655216670399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1770124655216670399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1770124655216670399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/05/family-affair.html' title='A Family Affair'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SgbnnQm-rEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/JmKHtImKnlI/s72-c/DSC00442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38861020.post-3861287360886637262</id><published>2009-04-21T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:05:02.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugs</title><content type='html'>Something is so wrong with my school. It seems like everyone got the flu. Even me. I thought I was never going to get it since the flu period is starting to fade away bidding our school goodbye. But man it just won't stop bugging us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-3861287360886637262?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/3861287360886637262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=3861287360886637262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3861287360886637262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3861287360886637262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/04/bugs.html' title='Bugs'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-3606099591189390425</id><published>2009-04-20T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:48:22.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with very little hope.</title><content type='html'>I honestly have a bad feeling for my mid-year result. I'm failing chemistry. Badly I might add. I just don't get it however hard I studied, I often find the questions too difficult to understand. Maybe I didn't study hard enough. And if you ask me the infamous question "dah prepare blum?" I will answer no to you with a straight face. I am never ready for exams I procrastinate too much. Always regret it but always do it and definitely not proud of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-3606099591189390425?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/3606099591189390425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=3606099591189390425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3606099591189390425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3606099591189390425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/04/with-very-little-hope.html' title='with very little hope.'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-8949082737113005573</id><published>2009-04-07T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:45:09.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything that makes a wedding.</title><content type='html'>I've been lazy and busy lately with school. It is just too hectic and rush-y. I have tons of everything to talk about but I just couldn't find the space to squeeze blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been three weeks since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Thoriq's&lt;/span&gt; wedding. I still have not updated the pictures yet in my multiply. We had tons of fun planning his wedding. From the dais to the decor to the arrangement of tables. Yes, we had to do it without professional help, I guess they do it a little different over there. Two sleepless nights and three gruelling days. I was so tired that I thought I might collapsed and be buried at the land of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pahang&lt;/span&gt;. No entertainment of all sorts except for our live radio programme with two very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;whacky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Djs&lt;/span&gt; singing our song requests, terribly I might add. It cracked me up though. If only I tape it. Oh well. However tiresome that was I still had fun. I think our family deserve a round of applause and a treat to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Swensens&lt;/span&gt; from the groom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope we didn't scare the bride. She looks scared to death. You see, my family is very loud, EXTREMELY loud. When we talk, we yell. We never talked, never. Her family is very well-mannered and polite. A nice bunch. Of course we are too. Throw in the loud factor and we might just be us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Thoriq&lt;/span&gt; being the first to get married from our generation of course excite the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;makciks&lt;/span&gt; and even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pakciks&lt;/span&gt;. When the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;makciks&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pakciks&lt;/span&gt; are excited you get a house full of mad people. The frustration for perfection was screamed to the kids. I think we frighten a lot of people. Ah, weird family. I seriously think my family is weird. But what would I be without them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loud family+Shy bride+Cool groom+Crazy cousins+Hardworking volunteers+Creative people+Mad uncles and aunties+Caffeine+Live entertainment+Drapes and ribbons= A Perfect Wedding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-8949082737113005573?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/8949082737113005573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=8949082737113005573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8949082737113005573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8949082737113005573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/04/everything-that-makes-wedding.html' title='Everything that makes a wedding.'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-2632067051917454722</id><published>2009-03-13T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T02:24:44.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madness</title><content type='html'>I just had 3 tests today. Penat lah sey. March holiday is finally here! The much needed break. Even weekends is not enough! Damn. I have a feeling that I'll still be very tired and lazy-as-a-full-snake to go to school. STE is just a click away, I know there are still a few months but I don't think I'll be prepared by then. And the new 65% system is alright I guess though a little tiring but I'm not complaining any further because so far, so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Enough about school. The thought of it is giving me a bad headache, even panadol extra woouldn't work. This year, many of my friends and two of my cousins are getting engaged and married. I suddenly feel so old. The presence of a new cousin even freaks me. I really am getting old and I'm getting backaches often too. Stress? Overworked maybe? And it contrasts my usual posture. I'm slouching even more now. Well, at least according to my mother. Mothers are usually right, right? Or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-2632067051917454722?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/2632067051917454722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=2632067051917454722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2632067051917454722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2632067051917454722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/03/madness.html' title='Madness'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-4856640651070582424</id><published>2009-03-05T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:19:09.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut the world</title><content type='html'>I’ve been giving out chances every time and all you do is let me down. I wasn't sorry this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-4856640651070582424?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/4856640651070582424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=4856640651070582424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4856640651070582424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4856640651070582424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/03/shut-world.html' title='Shut the world'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-6391111325355574595</id><published>2009-02-23T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T00:54:46.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little delayed</title><content type='html'>I know "Twilight season" has faded or at least fading. I was intrigued by everyone's enthusiasm about it. So, I went hunting for the book, which Fardiana gladly lend me hers. It was great! A little too ironic but it's great. A little too late, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been catching up with time and what's around me. Too indulged at home rotting away and gaining extra pound to my very small frame. I want to grow. Seriously! I've been this short since Primary 5. Skipping doesn't help at all. Damn. Genetic maybe? Surprisingly, it doesn't really bothers me that I am this short. I used to be bothered by it but I am more comfortable now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekends are now very very mundane. I ought to win the most boring person in the world's award with a standing ovation. Saturdays, I'll be sleeping til very late at noon, then slack and snack and of course, eat. That's my problem. I couldn't be left thinking alone or I'll think too much. When I can't do anything about it I'll drown my thoughts with food. How pathetic. Sunday is the most predictable day in a week. I go for tuition at 8am. When I reached home I'll sleep. Wake up for netball which is very erratically regular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I boring you with my boring life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-6391111325355574595?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/6391111325355574595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=6391111325355574595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6391111325355574595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6391111325355574595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-delayed.html' title='a little delayed'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-1819005789061302073</id><published>2009-02-14T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T17:55:21.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Color Red</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day to those celebrating!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;According to Shafiqa, it's Friendship Day, whatever you say. It was really really sweet of her and a few others to buy donuts for everyone with a little note and so yesterday we had a "class party" during reccess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had a "date" with Amalina to snapped scenic views for our portfolio. Guess what? Some desperate guys were giving away flowers. Yes yes, giving away not selling. Spreading the love kape? I can't help but to grabbed Ferrero Rocher for each of my family member just to remind them how much I cherish them and for the fun of it. I just adore the stuffs that gift shops sell during V-Day. Too adorable. *tapi kumpul habuk. Bleargh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to our gentlemen I keep sneezing in the bus. Damn, I could've emptied a box of tissue right there and then. They smell strongly wonderful mix with the flowers scent, the bus could pass off as a mobile gift shop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-1819005789061302073?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/1819005789061302073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=1819005789061302073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1819005789061302073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1819005789061302073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/02/color-red.html' title='The Color Red'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-5302360916930121339</id><published>2009-02-12T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:40:48.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Jamar Rogers!! didnt make it through!!! That is sad. He's been my favourite after his first audition and he didn't make it. Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah I sounded so girly ley. Anyhow, today is a good day minus Rogers elimination of course. Everything is very bright and bubbly. No I idea what happened though. I feel like I'm floating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dramatic much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-5302360916930121339?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/5302360916930121339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=5302360916930121339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/5302360916930121339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/5302360916930121339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-324558532988967736</id><published>2009-02-08T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T21:57:28.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about time</title><content type='html'>It's been too long since I last updated. Been busy with homeworks and projects. It seems to me that I'm taking my O's this year and STE next year. The academic homework overloads the ukhrawi. And that scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STE may not be somewhat important to some, but I think it is important that I ace in every examination that i sat or sitting for. But with the rate I'm going, I don't think that thought of mine exist in my reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been different. Really different. The absence of Student Council upsets me a little, I felt like I lost a leader. And new school rules and positions and a whole lot of other things, it's different. Maybe for the better? I don't really know. One thing I do LOVE about the new rules is that we have to get 65% for all tests, if we failed to meet the criteria we must sit for the test again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, all those stuff didn't really matter as I'm having lots of fun with my new classmates. Although I think that my former classmates and our new classmates has opposing opinions and err, clashing characters, we seems to blend very well. =)  Oh, and please, oh please wish me well this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-324558532988967736?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/324558532988967736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=324558532988967736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/324558532988967736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/324558532988967736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/02/about-time.html' title='about time'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-5853493358139210597</id><published>2009-01-19T10:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T11:00:00.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SXPrkpRjaNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/EtmD5TTDjzI/s1600-h/DSC00823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292833001877760210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SXPrkpRjaNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/EtmD5TTDjzI/s400/DSC00823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A yet-to-be-named baby was born yesterday, noon or so. Congratulations to my aunt and uncle. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=D Finally a girl! Although that means she might take my 'tiara' for being the youngest girl in the family, but I don't mind. We need more girls in our very big family anyway.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-5853493358139210597?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/5853493358139210597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=5853493358139210597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/5853493358139210597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/5853493358139210597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/01/wonderful-world.html' title='Wonderful World'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SXPrkpRjaNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/EtmD5TTDjzI/s72-c/DSC00823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38861020.post-600783723299857504</id><published>2009-01-10T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:49:21.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what day is today?</title><content type='html'>Dammit!!! I missed silat today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-600783723299857504?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/600783723299857504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=600783723299857504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/600783723299857504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/600783723299857504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-day-is-today.html' title='what day is today?'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-2539986852921019288</id><published>2009-01-05T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:16:56.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of January</title><content type='html'>January makes everything seem simple. It wasn't hectic nor chaotic. It was truly blissful. But nothing seems to be what it seems right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As days went, we're flawed with mistakes and failures, scarred with hurt and anger. But there are also things that touched our lives, painting smiles on our faces whenever we reminisce the memories. Those moments erased the ugli-ness of life. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always a good beginning every year. Just like a novel. Therefore, I always thought that being born in January is a joy. Everything is so simple and cheery. We are all hoping for the best in the months to come and still very enthusiastic with new year resolutions. Most are still optimistic with our own vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, be happy and thankful January babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Muzakkir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy Belated Birthday Fatin Masyani!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-2539986852921019288?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/2539986852921019288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=2539986852921019288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2539986852921019288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2539986852921019288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/01/art-of-january.html' title='The Art of January'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-8148231478330120270</id><published>2009-01-03T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:51:34.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another year.</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year! A little too late huh? It's 3rd of January, already? Time really flies fast. I'm in sec 4 now. Damn. Forced to grow and catch up with the pace. I thought I am still a twelve year old girl with my yellow skirt and white kurung. Ah! Good old days. I don't mind going back to those days. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of school was somewhat not exciting as it falls on Friday. Friday is the most mundane day. Though there are lesser periods but the flow of the day has always been dull. The new principal seems cool, although Syahirah finds him a wee bit weird? Not too sure about that, I'll observe him more in the days to come. Haha. Isn't it odd? Observing your principal. I think I'm a little too observant. I should stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day was a bit different from the previous years. More group discussion thingy. It wasn't exciting but it wasn't boring either. It was an okay orientation. Maybe it's the fact that school re-opens on Friday. Now I'm in a do-nothing-and laze-around-to gain-weight-mood again. Sigh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-8148231478330120270?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/8148231478330120270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=8148231478330120270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8148231478330120270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8148231478330120270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-another-year.html' title='just another year.'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-1727865117140994919</id><published>2008-12-31T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:57:06.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dua Ribu Lapan</title><content type='html'>It started bad. Well, ends quite badly too. First year without my grandfather. It was hard. Though I've gotten used to it, but it's hard sometimes. Tough months. I hate 2008. The anticipation for a new year has died down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame the year. Nor I blame anyone. It's just life. I wished I was a 5 year old girl in K1 enjoying books and a bunch of blocks, oh LEGO too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008. Goodbye. I don't wish to walk down memory lane. Not in the 2008 archives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 is officially my worse year. 2005 is better, the year when my bestfriend left the world. That year is better than 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-1727865117140994919?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/1727865117140994919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=1727865117140994919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1727865117140994919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1727865117140994919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/12/dua-ribu-lapan.html' title='Dua Ribu Lapan'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-2667036232498651127</id><published>2008-12-23T10:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T10:20:54.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisah Pak Cik</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SVBHMTLWDTI/AAAAAAAAAHw/TEHEUzGiOnk/s1600-h/DSC00688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282800639537450290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SVBHMTLWDTI/AAAAAAAAAHw/TEHEUzGiOnk/s400/DSC00688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tuala2 tu.. Balik rendam air nye boleh minum, biar jambu.. Ah makan macam jamu.. Jangan lupe minum air yang rendam tuala tu.. Biar rajinnye melekat lama sikit.. Korang lain kali bile dah nak nikah nanti, cari laki yang tinggi dari korang.. Biar senang nak buat keje rumah.. Korang blaja silat kan..? Die malas korang hentam je kepale.. Tak yah pakai ilmu2.. syirik.. Tak bagus.. Lelaki biar tak handsome sikit, sikit je bukan banyak.. Yang penting kene tinggi.. Jadi nak pasang light bulb tak yah pakai ladder.. Korang budak madrasah kan? Ah bagus lah blaja agame. Memang lagi susah.. Tapi banyak advantage.."&lt;/em&gt; *And a whole lot of other things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pak Cik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pak cik was funny.. We had a great time "hanging out" with him.. Thanks pak cik!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-2667036232498651127?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/2667036232498651127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=2667036232498651127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2667036232498651127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2667036232498651127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/12/kisah-pak-cik.html' title='Kisah Pak Cik'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SVBHMTLWDTI/AAAAAAAAAHw/TEHEUzGiOnk/s72-c/DSC00688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38861020.post-8739560238750061513</id><published>2008-12-16T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T00:40:12.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In uniform order</title><content type='html'>2 more weeks. 17 days to be exact. Oh man, I am so not looking forward to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt;, memorising, and a whole lot bunch of other things. I need more lengthy holidays, seriously! No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week spent on settling down adjusting schedule and stuff. Luckily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Anuar&lt;/span&gt; is kind enough to let me off tuition this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second week, lazing around and absorbing the fact that I'll be in sec 4. Time really escalated this year. I still remember T.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zubaidah&lt;/span&gt; saying about making and breaking and me worrying about it. Whatever it is I am so glad I made it through sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third week is already hectic. Buying books and uniforms. Preparing for next year. Bla3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean we don't even get a week of total relaxation during holidays. Ergh! Are we forced to grow up or what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-8739560238750061513?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/8739560238750061513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=8739560238750061513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8739560238750061513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8739560238750061513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-uniform-order.html' title='In uniform order'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-5229228024756704767</id><published>2008-12-12T16:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:23:43.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SUIox1sH9RI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BsrZuurcSOc/s1600-h/DSC00620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278826549922493714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SUIox1sH9RI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BsrZuurcSOc/s400/DSC00620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new found love. Looks delicious eh? Well, it is. Very delicious in fact. Yup, this was the fries that I fantasized about. I FINALLY had it after 2 weeks of longing. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!! Friesku! I love the cheese and the crunch. Very crunchy yet the potato essence is still there. You know how some fries are nice but they taste salty and loss the potato-ness? My fries ain't any of that kind. It's cruncy on the outside but mashed in the inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-5229228024756704767?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/5229228024756704767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=5229228024756704767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/5229228024756704767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/5229228024756704767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-love.html' title='is love.'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SUIox1sH9RI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BsrZuurcSOc/s72-c/DSC00620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38861020.post-1610679952423121802</id><published>2008-12-02T10:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T10:20:36.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Camp Camp!</title><content type='html'>I know this is very random:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put in my mind and say to my heart I CAN DO IT! hahaks! Sec 3 Camp memories. Yah, the one that I was totally drenched and Kak Aini purposely attacked me with water bombs. Kak Aini kau jangan macam2 eh! *She's a big bully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-1610679952423121802?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/1610679952423121802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=1610679952423121802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1610679952423121802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1610679952423121802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/12/camp-camp-camp.html' title='Camp Camp Camp!'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-2064232879716954163</id><published>2008-12-01T18:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T10:14:12.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAUTION: THIS POST MAY BORE YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I attended Sultan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YS&lt;/span&gt; Bonding Camp. Well, let's just say it wasn't as great as sec 3 camp. But anyhow, it was only for $10. It has been a long time since I attended a very good camp. But this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YS&lt;/span&gt; bonding camp somehow helped me to bond with others. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Day: Nothing much happened. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;whacko&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; excite me. But seeing others play it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;happily&lt;/span&gt; I can't help but smile. Hey, a smile &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Will&lt;/span&gt; do right? 1st day was somber. Everything is ice breaking games. And that's it. Although very late at night I hung out with a bunch of strangers whom turned out to be very good listeners and chatters. Some really cool people. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Day: Oh boy! Bowling was.. err.. horrible for the first few games. Once I got a strike I'm pumped up to play. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mardi&lt;/span&gt; was superb &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sey&lt;/span&gt;! Fun2 with "bowling team" Lots of Laughs and stuff. I felt chilled. It made up the mundane 1st day. Then, Amazing Race. Oh God! It wasn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;atrocious&lt;/span&gt; or anything. But making your way by foot to the destination is tiring. VERY TIRING! We mislead the 2nd stop and went all the way up to Fort Canning only to find nothing except....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A PERFORMING HADY MIRZA. uhuh. No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hady Mirza was rehearsing for a concert or something. Stopped and enjoyed it a little before we head to the ACTUAL destination. Hehe! Sempat eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so lost and couldnt solve the mystery so we decided to ask for help from the Central Station. Thank you Abang-abang Fireman! You Guys RAWK! I don't know how many times we stopped at the gate and ask for directions from Abang Fireman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after all that tiredness went back to Sultan Mosque. Slept on the couch in the lobby or whatever you call it til about 6 45pm. The Unintentional nap.. Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to skip the programme for 2 hours to attend my much important silat training.*Yes, yes Lya I know you miss me.=p And off again to Sultan. Tiring kan?? And my friend is already falling sick.. Which probably I will too.. Later that night, as I was happily drifted away *AAAAACHUUUUM!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searched frantically for tissue but found none. So I ran to the toilet. Pathetic Life. Sms-ed closety whether he got any medication, luckily he bought panadol cold and a packet of tissue and a bread and mineral water. Thank you Closety! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Day: Nothing really happened. We had to draft an event and stuff. Then, cheer. Then go Home. HOME SWEET HOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Nevertheless, I thank the YS for organizing this camp. Oh, and I finally met Zakaria!Unexepectedly. Tak tegur lah tapi.. Takut salah orang. Hehe. Tak ke paisey nanti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-2064232879716954163?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/2064232879716954163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=2064232879716954163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2064232879716954163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2064232879716954163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/12/gone-camping.html' title='Gone Camping'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-8268112614816371976</id><published>2008-11-27T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:29:24.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasy</title><content type='html'>My senses came alive as the aroma fill the room or booth in my case. Yep, I've been fantasizing about fries. Not any fries. The fries from banquet. The big fat lean features of the fries. *drools. I was lying on the bed in my aunt's room when kak ati came barging in and fantasize abt this particular fries. Hmm.. We're mad girls fantasizing about fries in bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-8268112614816371976?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/8268112614816371976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=8268112614816371976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8268112614816371976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8268112614816371976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/11/fantasy.html' title='Fantasy'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-1985497876892465228</id><published>2008-11-20T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:08:00.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chances</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking. A lot of the workshops that I attended willingly or not has one thing in common. It remind us that we're not ready to face life. The recent camp however surprised me. Most of the workshops are about trusting, falling, standing up again, expressing and embracing. It is true that we have to embrace every moment. But I realised that most of us, are being difficult when it is time for us to embrace something bad. During one of the workshops too I realised how abandoned our Student Council is. Pretty bad I must say. Anyhow, I did enjoy the camp. Very, very, very much. Although I was super tired because I started packing at 4am. 6 hours before I have to leave home. Then, when everything is settled. Folded clothes are already ZipLocked I put it nicely in my backpack when I noticed a piece of white cloth in that backpack. I was startled knowing that it is use to cover the tombstone. Yes, yes I am talking about BATU NISAN's white cloth. I quickly zipped the bag and delay my packing til the next morning. I wasn't frighten I was so shocked. And it reminds me of my grandfather and brother and the bad experience that I personally experienced during one of my visits to the cemetery. It was so fresh in my memory that I had to quickly put the bag away. Tsk! Scaredy cat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-1985497876892465228?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/1985497876892465228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=1985497876892465228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1985497876892465228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1985497876892465228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/11/chances.html' title='Chances'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-503388589591055060</id><published>2008-11-11T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T01:03:20.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>matter of time</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder what fate means. This never ending quest about why I did what I did. And the consequences of what I did. Some maybe unbearable some, are. Everything comes with a package. It's the matter of accepting the events of life. But being me, human that is, I often forget that everything happens for a reason. I find fault in everyone for every ugly event that happened. Then I realised there's noone to blame for whatever that took place. If I was to blame someone shouldn't I blame god for whatever happens? Because he let it happen? That isn't very fair is it? Blaming the one who gave me life to live. The least I could do is appreciate the strength that he gave me to face the downside of life. I don't have control over my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we're too busy determining our tomorrow that we forgot about today. Maybe I should just let fate take control of my life and follow the flow. Afterall, life is life and fate is a part of life. Whatever will be, will be. I think I'll just have to accept it. Maybe. Amend my mistakes and continue my journey. Someone once said that there's no formula to happiness except the acceptance of what life has thrown to you. Maybe I should experiment this quote or maybe not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-503388589591055060?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/503388589591055060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=503388589591055060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/503388589591055060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/503388589591055060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/11/matter-of-time.html' title='matter of time'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-1490555570418673561</id><published>2008-11-08T12:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T12:25:12.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get over it, seriously.</title><content type='html'>I'm pissed. I failed my biology and chemistry. Well, there's a first to everything. Am so freaking pissed because I actually studied both subject. Sat down for hours. Which is a rare sight of me. And yet, I failed both subjects. Friday is a heartbreaking and frustrating day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my current situation. I hate it so much. There's nothing much I can do, but to get through with it and get it over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Sorry eh Lya I dragged you to Chai Chee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-1490555570418673561?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/1490555570418673561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=1490555570418673561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1490555570418673561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1490555570418673561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/11/get-over-it-seriously.html' title='get over it, seriously.'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-3786206077470941892</id><published>2008-11-04T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:39:14.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taggy Thingy</title><content type='html'>RULE #1 People who have been tagged must copy this survey on their blog and may replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;RULE #2 Tag 5 people to do this survey and those who have been tagged cant refuse to do it. These people must states who they were tagged byand cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have secrets ?&lt;br /&gt;- Yep. Everyone has one, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a guy younger than you ?&lt;br /&gt;- err.. Klau dah jodoh.. ok pe?? Haha! But no. I prefer not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to school ?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah! *Most of the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars ?&lt;br /&gt;- Backpacking. Paris, Milan, Germany, Brazil, Africa. And probably donate some.*ceh step baik jap =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your bestfriend ?&lt;br /&gt;- No. NEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone ?&lt;br /&gt;- Both. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. List out 7 favourite things that you like.&lt;br /&gt;- NETBALL, silat, sneakers, sastera melayu, guitar, ice-cream, Frappe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you have one wish, what would it be ?&lt;br /&gt;- Right now, reverse time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy ?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's the memorable thing anyone have done for you ?&lt;br /&gt;- My surprise Birthday Party 2 years ago.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time ?&lt;br /&gt;- A better person of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you ?&lt;br /&gt;- Family, and I mean the entire family. Classmates. And Closety.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is being regreted as the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;- So far mcm blum ade gitu.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor ?&lt;br /&gt;- erk.... dunnoe??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favourite colour ?&lt;br /&gt;- Greeeeen! Hidup Hijau!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you fall in love with two people similtaneously, and both of them do the same, who would you pick ?&lt;br /&gt;- Alamak... Erm... The buddy-type.. the less mushy but romantic at the same time?? I dunnoe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done ?&lt;br /&gt;- InsyaAllah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you want to tell the someone you like ?&lt;br /&gt;- Err, "Hi excuse me, I THINK I like you, ok bye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. 5 people you've tagged.&lt;br /&gt;- Z, Juana, Fadhilah, Afifah, Kin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-3786206077470941892?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/3786206077470941892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=3786206077470941892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3786206077470941892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3786206077470941892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/11/taggy-thingy.html' title='Taggy Thingy'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-8411925099560400064</id><published>2008-11-04T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:57:41.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O to the V to the E to the R</title><content type='html'>Woooo Huuu! No sleepless nights anymore no miserable throbbing back pain!! *cheers* I can finally relax and watch tv and plug in my lonely earpiece which I abandoned for 3 weeks. Occasionally I plugged it in. Too tempting. But only for a song, or a few songs. And I slept for a maximum of 3 hours every night.. Tsk! Exam sure does has its own way of torturing people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna do a "say NO to exam!!!" campaign But do we have a choice? And who would fund my campaign anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not about the late night, last minute revision. It's the result that scares me. I am 100% sure that I won't be smiling from ear to ear. U know, like the kids in SunKist advertisement, the one with oranges covering their teeth? Yeah, i won't be smiling like that. Or worst! I'll be crying like an old lady whose husband died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that exam is over, I miss the early morning study meet ups at McDonald's! ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much is happening lately. I've finally decided to let go. I'll feel empty. But it's better than crushing me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-8411925099560400064?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/8411925099560400064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=8411925099560400064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8411925099560400064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8411925099560400064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/11/o-to-v-to-e-to-r.html' title='O to the V to the E to the R'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-8141503260297806849</id><published>2008-11-01T03:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T03:29:00.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please..</title><content type='html'>Exam is a wreck so far. Sleepless night resulting to sleeping in the exam room. Which obviously, is a stupid thing to do.. Then, I forgot everything that I memorised the night before. If I weren't too nervous or too lazy to study earlier I could have score those papers. Never mind, what's done is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been hell sey! Hafal menghafal je kerja aku.. Naik biol otakku! Then, McDonald's daily study meet. I am starting to put on weight since I literally eat McDonald's everyday! Gotta burn some fats after exam.. Grr! I hate running. Pfft! Nevermind, silat is starting soon.. Wooo huuu! Missing the silat~rians already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about silat, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy birthday Khair!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-8141503260297806849?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/8141503260297806849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=8141503260297806849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8141503260297806849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8141503260297806849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/11/please.html' title='please..'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-378892871006317643</id><published>2008-10-27T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:11:51.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash Post</title><content type='html'>Hello world! I'm still Raya-ing..! Blame Lya for that.. haha! Spent nearly 3 hours at Cik Yati's place.. Doing nonsensical things.. oooh yeah, like playing iwth firecrackers at the corridor and stuff. Who the hell plays that on the errr.. 27th day of Raya?? Only us.. Lya, Semah, Amal and me.. Quite fun though.. Dah lame tak jadi kanak-kanak. Someone opt out since he played mercun in Taiwan.. Damn nice.. Wa mau pegi Taiwan oh.. The view was breathtaking.. Hmm.. And, and boleh main mercun! One problem though, Sape mau bayar wa punya flight tikit...? Mr ChoHan can?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-378892871006317643?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/378892871006317643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=378892871006317643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/378892871006317643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/378892871006317643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/10/flash-post.html' title='Flash Post'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-6750079565588492779</id><published>2008-10-16T15:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T15:45:17.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bioL</title><content type='html'>Skipped school again... Yipppeee! No truancy intended here teachers. Plain old excuse, I'm sick and coughing up so badly.. I'm diligently doing my Biology homework which is suuupeeeer BIOL-ing my brain. Bio is such an interesting subject.. But there are times when I just feel like banging my head against a metal door. Concept is so easy to understand but to apply? O M G! And it doesnt help at all that I am usually sleepy during T. Syakir's lesson. Though I have no regrets choosing bio rather than physics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~Exam oh exam kenapa lah kau menghancurkan semangat RAYA ku?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-6750079565588492779?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/6750079565588492779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=6750079565588492779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6750079565588492779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6750079565588492779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/10/biol.html' title='bioL'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-3443478144585255148</id><published>2008-10-14T21:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:37:19.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>already?</title><content type='html'>I still have tuitions. In the morning! I am not a morning person.. Most schools finished their exaams. Mine haven't even started yet! Huhu~ Sungguh tak adil.. CryCryCryCry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow enjoy some Raya pics! Yah i know it's a little late but who cares...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257002556278809714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SPSf-N5RpHI/AAAAAAAAAGE/BhYnFhAraXE/s320/raya+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257001529773303410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SPSfCd3SpnI/AAAAAAAAAF0/bsX51Dhq65M/s320/raya+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257001532216862386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SPSfCm94ZrI/AAAAAAAAAF8/8S30onr1JiE/s320/raya+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257000342413881810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SPSd9WmvsdI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IE-jQGY4DcA/s320/raya+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257000348343250706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SPSd9ssarxI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ttjp_LIa23w/s320/raya+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257000345235772386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SPSd9hHiU-I/AAAAAAAAAFc/0-fQucy_eXE/s320/raya+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257000350806953010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SPSd913zzDI/AAAAAAAAAFk/BtBkvgChgFc/s320/raya+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's still a lot more. But most of it are with Amalina.. *Amal, I want those pictures fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-3443478144585255148?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/3443478144585255148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=3443478144585255148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3443478144585255148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3443478144585255148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/10/already.html' title='already?'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SPSf-N5RpHI/AAAAAAAAAGE/BhYnFhAraXE/s72-c/raya+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38861020.post-6739212227590939599</id><published>2008-10-14T02:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T02:59:14.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of coughing syrups and F&amp;N</title><content type='html'>Hie! It occured to me that my blog has been abandoned for quite a period of time. Oh, n Selamat Hari Raya! I've not been celebrating much this year. What's with exam coming up and the nasty flu that I caught from a box of milk. I was so scared that I drank that milk from China. Apparently, some shop-vendors refused to throw that crap out from their shops.. Tsk! buat susah orang je.. Anyhow, It has been more than a week already. The first few days, my fever wasn't consistent. When i went to the doc's she said it's probably an allergy. So, there's nothing to be worried of. But today, it's starting to scare me a little. I constantly cough. That my voice is now so very horrible but still manage to talk lah and I still have that annoying runny nose. And, now I am swallowing antibiotics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, because of the jalan raya that I willingly invite myself to on Sunday. Or perhaps I am affected by the milk situation afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about jalan raya, I am sooo very sad that i missed Saturday's Raya outing. I gotta say that Saturday was the climax of my "flu". I missed a lot of houses, be it friends or teachers. But I still had the ketupat spirit in me! hence, explained the sick me raya-ing clad in blue kurung with my yellow sling bag as my companion. LOL. Tak senonoh! It was my first time raya-ing with a big bag. That never happens. I swear it won't happen again. Blame it on my tuition that I brought along that enormous bag with me to jalan raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part of Sunday is hanging out with the cousins. Wee~! Since most of them are already tertiary students we hardly meet or hang out at my grandma's house. Then, there are 5 of us taking O's this year. I've only met them about 10 times this year. Sufi now has a "personal friend" weird term right? We were all confused when he said "stop talking about my personal friend" I mean, aren't all friends personal? If you get what I mean lah. His personal friend bought him an original Levi's watch. If like that hor, I think i wanna get myself a personal friend too! Recommendations anyone? *jkjk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, was my first Raya without my grandfather. I felt the loss. I really do. I am not inspired anymore. My grandfather wasn't a successful entrepreneur or what. He's just an ordinary guy. But somehow listening to his "kampung days" and "zaman-zaman bujang" stories got me inspired. Nevermind the fact that sometimes he told us the same story twice. Victim of cancer. I really thought he's gonna pulled through because he responded when I told him that it was the first day of Raya that day. He smiled. Nothing's predictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AAAAAAAAhhh! Exam! Exam! and I am not prepared!! Not even 0.1% prepared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-6739212227590939599?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/6739212227590939599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=6739212227590939599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6739212227590939599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6739212227590939599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/10/of-coughing-syrups-and-f.html' title='of coughing syrups and F&amp;N'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-1590135733269729743</id><published>2008-10-03T20:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:04:23.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid Mubarak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SOYXl1YtF1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/afaqexUso_Y/s1600-h/raya+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252911954127558482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SOYXl1YtF1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/afaqexUso_Y/s320/raya+edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SOYXl1YtF1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/afaqexUso_Y/s1600-h/raya+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ESBvLV_Pj6/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ESBvLV_Pj6/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/dark-side-nadia/music/a6dCmQXm/dikir_temasek_di_pinggiran_aidilfitri/"&gt;di pinggiran aidilfitri - dikir temasek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-1590135733269729743?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/1590135733269729743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=1590135733269729743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1590135733269729743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1590135733269729743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/10/eid-mubarak.html' title='Eid Mubarak!'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SOYXl1YtF1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/afaqexUso_Y/s72-c/raya+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38861020.post-9119860606040400946</id><published>2008-09-26T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T01:50:20.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>behold! the desperate post.</title><content type='html'>If u happened to come across my blog I just want you to know that I am irritated with your calls, messages, wishes. I dun have a clue as to how you managed to get my number. Even my home's! Just give up because I will never accept you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to walk down the streets feeling safe. I would love to board the last train/bus without being cautious. I want to shop without being watched. I want to eat peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are driving me insane. I could hardly keep in touch with my sanity. You are the reason why I am having sleepless nights. How in the world did you know where I live? You freaked me out. You know too much about me, a little too much. Yet, I know so little about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would definitely appreciate it if you leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop calling me. Stop texting me. Stop STALKING me. Or you would prefer FOLLOWING rather than STALKING. You are not making me feel safe, but rather the otherwise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-9119860606040400946?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/9119860606040400946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=9119860606040400946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/9119860606040400946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/9119860606040400946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/09/behold-desperate-post.html' title='behold! the desperate post.'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-4178637436647970579</id><published>2008-09-23T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:45:57.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we did it..!</title><content type='html'>It's not something to be proud of nor was it something to be shame of. But it was hilarious and unexpected. 15 absentees? must be kidding right?? But that was what happened to my class. Form teacher skali absent. Rabak eh? hahahaks! We didnt expect that number of absentees though. Tak komplot eh teacher.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're just tired after the sleepless night or nights, in my case. Iktikaf was tiring but fun! Luckily I was teamed with the BEST people from each class.. Budak2 kecoh.. So the fatigue fades away by the presence of kecoh-ness.. And Raihana, that girl is one of a kind.. Still manage to run and fool around even when she's fasting and everybody is already tired. Excluding me and Ifah of course. You know, I know, we all know. Hehe! Alhamdulillah my team managed to finish the race. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the race it's time to freshen up and shower. Then... Kak Dian, found a cute mouse. It's CUTE! believe me. Mcm nak bawak balik. If it's lucky, it can be my pet. Weirdo, I know. But it is CUTE! kak Dian was terrified by her discovery. So we teased her all the way til the next day. Tym die tengah tdo we decided to wake her up by telling her there's a mouse in the room. Hahahahaks! Her expression was priceless. Should catch that on camera *note to self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I got home, I get myself cleaned and jump on my bed. Snuggled into my blanket and drifted off to LaLaLaLa Land.... But not for long.. Cos I had to help my dearest makcik with her Geylang stall.. Niwae readers, Pls come to her stall and buy kuih raya if you're lazy to bake your own.. This ad is brought to u by: FaddyFend. *Lame*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ook i better get off this keyboard now as I started crapping already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-4178637436647970579?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/4178637436647970579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=4178637436647970579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4178637436647970579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4178637436647970579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-did-it.html' title='we did it..!'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-8437591511315995359</id><published>2008-09-16T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:19:57.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh</title><content type='html'>I hate fevers.. I hate flu.. But now i'm stuck with the germs.. And, tuesday is the most important day in the week.. And I had to skip because of a nasty flu.. Did I mention how boring it is to sit at home and lay in bed all day..? Well, it is very boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Btw, Ramadhan and school doesn't blend very well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-8437591511315995359?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/8437591511315995359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=8437591511315995359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8437591511315995359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8437591511315995359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/09/sigh.html' title='*sigh'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-2696208078762324073</id><published>2008-09-10T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:47:46.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Birthday to me...</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday September babies! which includes me. hehe. Thanks everyone for the wishes and presents. Abg Lip, better late than never kan? Appreciate the 50mins late wish. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And best of all, I got a a new phone as a present! I didn't expect my mother would buy me a phone. I have been complaining that I need a new phone since forever. I guess she got tired of it. Aaaaaaaaaaaanyway it was C(902-200). She asked which phone I would like to have. I was contemplating to tell the truth. C902 is expensive. Extremely would be an understatement. Then I decided on a 3.2 MP camera phone. Functions are similar to C902. Except that one is obviously better. However I am thankful and contented with what I have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I miss my birthday sundae from McDonald's. And this year no Swensens as my birthday fell on Ramadhan. And noone bothered, mainly me, to go to the 24hours outlet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-2696208078762324073?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/2696208078762324073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=2696208078762324073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2696208078762324073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2696208078762324073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-belated-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Belated Birthday to me...'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-6510456488180339671</id><published>2008-09-05T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T23:17:33.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Akhirnye...</title><content type='html'>At last,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An outing that I've been longing for. Today however was Dee's Birthday Celebration at SiamKitchen. Courtesy of Zahroh. Hees! So much FUN. Dah lame tak jumpe.. duduk2 bebual.. Oh btw, closety and hanif ordered a one of a kind dish. Lazy man's crab or sumhting like that. When it was served, my jaw literally drop, then, I understood why it is called lazy man's crab. Wanna know why? Go to SiamKitchen to experience it urself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I bought two birthday gifts for the same person within an hour. dumb-day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-6510456488180339671?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/6510456488180339671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=6510456488180339671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6510456488180339671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6510456488180339671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/09/akhirnye.html' title='Akhirnye...'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-3881748034005886426</id><published>2008-09-01T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T02:22:23.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAMADHAN MUBARAK!</title><content type='html'>Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!! It's FINALLY Ramadhan. Been waiting for this month since forever. 4 more weeks to Raya. Hehe. I finally got the chance to do some hardcore cheek-slimming diet. I couldn't sleep due to excessive excitement, and now it's 2am in the morning. And tomorrow is the official fasting day. Baaaaaaaaaah! I need to sleep. But my eyes are still wide open. And, everyone else has gone to sleep. At least, the reachable ones. Closety fell asleep while accompanying/sms-ing me.. hahaks! as usual. Funny lah that guy, so determined to accompany me but ended up flying to LaLaLand~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't log in to MSN since 2 hours ago, gee, I wonder why. Miserable night. Couldn't sleep, Couldn't log in to MSN. And my hp keep turning off by ITSELF! I seriously need a new phone. Anyone would like to buy me a new one? C902 would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh Zaki let's break fast at Breeks tomorrow.. Your treat, can can?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-3881748034005886426?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/3881748034005886426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=3881748034005886426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3881748034005886426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3881748034005886426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/09/ramadhan-mubarak.html' title='RAMADHAN MUBARAK!'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-3989040791200778326</id><published>2008-08-31T01:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T01:25:33.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P3 VS S3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SLmB6UT4MqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/sCHiOdrWIZs/s1600-h/silat+day+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240362480306762402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SLmB6UT4MqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/sCHiOdrWIZs/s320/silat+day+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SLmB6kzmH7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/z9JdR5xRwdM/s1600-h/silat+day+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240362484734762930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SLmB6kzmH7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/z9JdR5xRwdM/s320/silat+day+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SLmB6-DvckI/AAAAAAAAAE0/25_lJ1Q0h1Y/s1600-h/silat+day+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240362491513369154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SLmB6-DvckI/AAAAAAAAAE0/25_lJ1Q0h1Y/s320/silat+day+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SLmB65arebI/AAAAAAAAAE8/A0mYprAEeDg/s1600-h/silat+day+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240362490267400626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SLmB65arebI/AAAAAAAAAE8/A0mYprAEeDg/s320/silat+day+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;An interesting difference of age eh? 15*Yes I'm 15 not 13. sec 3 not Sec 1!* against 9. Takut jugak nak lawan budak tu. It was time like this that I wish I was taller so I could sparr with people my own age and not someone younger. Cos truthfully, I'm afraid to hit them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niwae, Silat was super FUN. Highlight of the day. PHOTO TAKING OF COURSE! I Loike! wee~! Tapi sayangnye most of the pictures are still with Asmah. But nvm so far, this is what I have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-3989040791200778326?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/3989040791200778326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=3989040791200778326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3989040791200778326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3989040791200778326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/08/p3-vs-s3.html' title='P3 VS S3'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SLmB6UT4MqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/sCHiOdrWIZs/s72-c/silat+day+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38861020.post-224305667315471734</id><published>2008-08-30T11:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T00:32:58.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Teachers' Day.</title><content type='html'>Thank you for everything teachers. (=&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a great event. T.Bazitah was partially right when she said that Teachers' Day Celebration is more of Students' Day celebration. Indeed she was right. Let me reason out.&lt;br /&gt;1) No Long Periods&lt;br /&gt;2) No Pressing Calculator&lt;br /&gt;3) No Punishments&lt;br /&gt;4) We are allowed to party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do know that the teachers enjoyed it too. Otherwise, they wouldn't be crying when the end came.*which is a good thing because that means they want an encore. Yesterday was very emotional. Half of the girls population were already crying before the event ended. Sniffs can be heard everywhere. It was an emotional delivery by the sec 5. I was so closed to tears, but I refrained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Award Show wasnt an absolute success, but we made it through. It wasn't fantastic but it was excellent! Yay! Amidst the stupid speaker and shortened time we made it an enjoyable one. Good Job everyone! Weeeheee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec5 '08 always amazed us with their performances, and for yesterday the "mixed martial art" and a little bit of Jabbawockeez by sec 1s and sec5s*did I miss anyone?* was COOL! I never thought the guys could pulled that off with their goofy-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's organisation was new. Not like the previous ones. It was great. Gotta say I love the decoration. Can't get enough of the Masked-people performance lah sey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-224305667315471734?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/224305667315471734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=224305667315471734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/224305667315471734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/224305667315471734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-teachers-day.html' title='Happy Teachers&apos; Day.'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-4545591584349140541</id><published>2008-08-24T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T23:01:52.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to the one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the one who treats me well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the one who cares for me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the one who makes sure I slept tight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the one who lends me his shoulders to cry on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the one who doesn't dare to hurt me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the one who understands me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the one who listens to my craps,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the one who appreciates me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the one who supports me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZAKI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-4545591584349140541?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/4545591584349140541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=4545591584349140541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4545591584349140541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4545591584349140541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/08/thank-you.html' title='to the one'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-7937482535021993354</id><published>2008-08-23T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T16:44:18.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, rain go away.</title><content type='html'>Been raining so heavily lately. Although I actually enjoy the chilly wind and creepy weather, I got tired of it. Possibly no netball ths week, so sad ley.. For those of you who didn't turn up for Ain's surprise birthday party you sure missed a hell lot! hahaks! It awesomely fun! But the cleaning part, is so not fun. And, and Congratulations liyana! Sabo pakai telur kau menjadi this year! Selalunye Pecah dalam kocek larhs, tu lah nie lah.. Will update more about this later.. Now no pictures lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every student body is now busy with last minute preparation for this coming Friday. Can't wait to celebrate. Who cares about the outcome. Just believe in your hardwork, if you have none then, you should worry. Alhamdulillah, our event for this year's celebration is well organised. Disagreements are of course inevitable. I am a little nervous as to how it will be because we never pulled off something unusual. But it's going well so far. Need a little luck and faith. Hees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why you hang on me when you clearly act like you don't want me to be in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why are we keeping secrets? Maybe they are embarrassing, personal and painful? Maybe without secrets our life would be less interesting, less entertaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-7937482535021993354?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/7937482535021993354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=7937482535021993354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/7937482535021993354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/7937482535021993354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/08/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain, rain go away.'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-6793621984668435261</id><published>2008-08-19T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T22:08:28.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>I worry too much. Worry about stuff that I shouldn't be worrying about.&lt;br /&gt;~Please give me the strength to carry on. Because I can't do it, alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-6793621984668435261?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/6793621984668435261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=6793621984668435261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6793621984668435261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6793621984668435261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='.....'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-4192296799665368723</id><published>2008-08-11T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:18:14.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outta My Head</title><content type='html'>I had nightmares about zombies lately. And, guess what? I am now very afraid to go to sleep. Yeah, you heard me. I am afraid to sleep. Hmph..~! Poor closety is now my til-i-go-to-sleep buddy. Thank You so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun. Went shopping with Amalina &amp;amp; Ain. Shopping for teachers' day stuffs and some of our own. Hehe. How come it is sooo difficult to find &lt;em&gt;decent&lt;/em&gt; long sleeves dresses huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much things to blog actually. Was forced by that certain someone who happened to be named Fadhilah Ismail. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to savour the sweet taste of Ice Kacang. AAAAAAAAAAAAAhhhh! I miss that taste. Almost forgot how it tasted. Although it wasn't the best Ice Kacang I've ever had, it is enough for me to remember the taste of it. =D *&lt;em&gt;dreamy smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooooh.. Ain's birthday is coming up. What should I get her? hmm.... Any suggestions? The tagboard is lonely ya know..?*hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-4192296799665368723?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/4192296799665368723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=4192296799665368723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4192296799665368723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4192296799665368723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/08/outta-my-head.html' title='Outta My Head'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-8711054658852493531</id><published>2008-08-10T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T17:48:04.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 August</title><content type='html'>Selamat hari kebangsaan! instead of going all Red and White with stars and a crescent I decided to keep my patriotism on the DL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day went as typical past years National Day. Woke up early in the morning since mom is home. And that means, House work. Doing the laundry, sweeping floors, cleaning up moi oh-so-very dusty room. That's the very main reason why I don't enjoy holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~and my life couldn't get anymore duller than it already is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's NDP is a little boring and dampening although someone claimed that it was "tersergam indah" just because he's one of the many NDP motivators. I didn't quite enjoy it. There were some "ooooohs aaaaaaaaahhs" moments but it wasn't as much as the past years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am so missing Alsagoff's National Day Celebration! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-8711054658852493531?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/8711054658852493531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=8711054658852493531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8711054658852493531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8711054658852493531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/08/9-august.html' title='9 August'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-5565816157601759066</id><published>2008-07-31T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T23:28:04.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tsk3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~I'm gonna go random ok. Since my life is getting boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days of resting sure did wonders. Now all i want to do is SLEEP. I almost fell asleep for the whole 5 first periods. Tsk! Ruquiyah2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My eyes went round and round and round and round and round&lt;/em&gt;. *sing-song tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, congratulations 3A! We won the debate! Arabic angkat ah eh! hahaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! I've been terribly tired and lazy since Qiyam. Seriously. Shouldn't qiyam supposed to motivate us to be more hardworking and err.. energised? Or maybe the seminar that I attended should be blamed? Just when the seminar is getting interesting and fun that is when my eyes started drooping.. Horrible. Luckily we had breakfast at BK, a hot milo to not get through the day. Milo just increased my sleepiness. ~&lt;em&gt;sigh, sigh, sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so that was Saturday. And of course I was absent from silat. hees! It has been what? 3 weeks now that I not-so-mysteriously-dissapeared from silat. &lt;em&gt;Dasyat2!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept for a total of 12 hours from Saturday night til Sunday morning. Then &lt;em&gt;dearest &lt;/em&gt;closety woke me up to inform about Ghufran class. Haiyo! *&lt;em&gt;bummer!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First lesson of silat since 3 weeks was err.. refreshing.. Luckily I had memorise the syllabus. wee~! The class was interesting lah. The girls there are all, little. Yet, insane. They are already THAT crazy at the age of 8-11. Only god knows how much I suffered chatting with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, comes the dreadful MONDAY. Got our maths test. It was alright. I know I could do better. But my grade was ok. Enough to survive sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~4 more months to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-5565816157601759066?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/5565816157601759066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=5565816157601759066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/5565816157601759066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/5565816157601759066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/07/tsk3.html' title='tsk3!'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-4607608209130905017</id><published>2008-07-30T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T16:09:27.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call in sick</title><content type='html'>Today wasn't good. I am actually sick. Caught a very bad, nasty fever. Is it the flu season? Haizz.. I'm bored. to death i might add.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-4607608209130905017?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/4607608209130905017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=4607608209130905017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4607608209130905017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4607608209130905017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/07/call-in-sick.html' title='Call in sick'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-4459509544978531458</id><published>2008-07-20T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T21:28:34.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ez-link punye pasal..</title><content type='html'>I panicked when I realised my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ez&lt;/span&gt;-link card is empty.&lt;br /&gt; I stumbled and chuck a dollar coin in the thing-where-they-pay-the-bus-fare-with coins.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;apek&lt;/span&gt; looked at me weirdly.&lt;br /&gt;Then said, "Ah Girl, go tap your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ez&lt;/span&gt;-link card".&lt;br /&gt;"Uncle, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ez&lt;/span&gt;-link empty already. I have no small change"&lt;br /&gt;"GO TAP"&lt;br /&gt;And......&lt;br /&gt;the machine beep! Ade $5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sey&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;While the uncle smiled triumphantly along with other passengers, I just gave them a small smile.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Paisey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ramai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;orang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;plak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-4459509544978531458?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/4459509544978531458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=4459509544978531458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4459509544978531458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4459509544978531458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/07/sungguh-memalukan.html' title='ez-link punye pasal..'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-6361136433655196741</id><published>2008-07-13T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:44:42.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; What do I do when the weather is bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What will I do when I'm soaking wet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the traffic was congested?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I cancelled my plans with my favourite person in the world? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do I need when I'm so damn pissed about it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All I wish, is little delights that will enlighten me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so, that's what I got! ~Huhu! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some yummy stuff along the way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wee~! All I need is one with a Million Joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SHoGgvxi4VI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZmsX-q1LpLg/s1600-h/faddyfend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222493877539365202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SHoGgvxi4VI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZmsX-q1LpLg/s400/faddyfend.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-6361136433655196741?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/6361136433655196741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=6361136433655196741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6361136433655196741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6361136433655196741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/07/bliss.html' title='Bliss'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SHoGgvxi4VI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZmsX-q1LpLg/s72-c/faddyfend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38861020.post-8945712336423975786</id><published>2008-07-12T14:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T10:10:29.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, Asma'</title><content type='html'>Yar I know she left about 2 weeks ago. I have not been updating my blog regularly since June holiday. The comp decided to have a vacation of its own. Anyways, Asma' left 2 weeks ago and I still wanna tell the whole world about the little party and stuff. Sadly enough, she left the school on her birthday. The motivated part of me, woke up at 5am in the morning to bake the cake. Well, it didn't take THAT much of a time to bake a cake. But since Friday is always a busy morning in my house so i dare not to take up the other's spaces. Or the cake would probably been thrown at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The original plan was to top the cake with Hershey's. But the buyer was late*as expected. Haha! no offence mal. Ain also volunteered to help decorate the cake. So, we used what is already in the kitchen's cabinet. The cake, honestly, was superb! I didn't say that just because I baked it. But its nice. I didn't expect it to be that nice. the cream was actually an experiment. And it turned out to be very nice and well, creamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SHhWoldZnrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/HgM5ISLeaek/s1600-h/Kecoh-kecoh+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222019023186271922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SHhWoldZnrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/HgM5ISLeaek/s320/Kecoh-kecoh+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Decoration courtesy of: Amalina &amp;amp; Ain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know, It is not well decorated but it's still delicious so who cares! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since one of Asma's best interest*and she's very good at it*is netball we wanted to surprise her with a little "departure netball friedly match" Unfortunately the team that was supposedly trash us at the game, last minute-ly cannot show up. And Asma' nearly didn't show up too! Eventually everything fell into place, well except for the team replacement. We played amongst ourselves, plus there's enough players. And the feast for that party is simply Munchy Donuts. Enough said right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SHhZTBEKd7I/AAAAAAAAAD8/ufYRqdMtgwk/s1600-h/Kecoh-kecoh+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222021951174375346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SHhZTBEKd7I/AAAAAAAAAD8/ufYRqdMtgwk/s320/Kecoh-kecoh+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Psst! Pardon me for the nyonya-like behaviour. But Munchy's are so irresistible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The rest are just some random photos. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Good Luck Asma'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SHha6qbV8eI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2VXjoJgW654/s1600-h/Kecoh-kecoh+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222023731803976162" style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" height="173" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SHha6qbV8eI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2VXjoJgW654/s320/Kecoh-kecoh+009.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SHhb9ThELuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wPm618c4YNk/s1600-h/Kecoh-kecoh+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222024876705197794" style="WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" height="178" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SHhb9ThELuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wPm618c4YNk/s320/Kecoh-kecoh+012.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SHhbbmY-aGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/i-gJs1lqtxk/s1600-h/Kecoh-kecoh+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222024297655986274" style="WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" height="183" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SHhbbmY-aGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/i-gJs1lqtxk/s320/Kecoh-kecoh+011.jpg" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SHhb9ThELuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wPm618c4YNk/s1600-h/Kecoh-kecoh+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SHhb9ThELuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wPm618c4YNk/s1600-h/Kecoh-kecoh+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-8945712336423975786?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/8945712336423975786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=8945712336423975786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8945712336423975786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8945712336423975786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/07/goodbye-asma.html' title='Goodbye, Asma&apos;'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SHhWoldZnrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/HgM5ISLeaek/s72-c/Kecoh-kecoh+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38861020.post-6116012426437333758</id><published>2008-06-28T10:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T10:55:47.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So long</title><content type='html'>I feel as if I am falling, falling from a cliff, with no one there to catch me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-6116012426437333758?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/6116012426437333758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=6116012426437333758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6116012426437333758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6116012426437333758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-long.html' title='So long'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-2324732238313162236</id><published>2008-06-15T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T18:51:39.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoa!</title><content type='html'>Last Friday was a goosebumpy day. It was my first time sharing the experience with 2 other guys. I must say i was frightened. But I  just kept a straight, cool, smiley face. It was a relief when the Pasir Ris peepz decided to accompany me to my stop. Otherwise, I would probably run the fastest time in my whole entire life. Heck! i could beat the world record holder for the most fastest runner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-2324732238313162236?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/2324732238313162236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=2324732238313162236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2324732238313162236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2324732238313162236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/06/whoa.html' title='whoa!'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-1304226086368764763</id><published>2008-06-04T18:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T14:41:02.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a-quarter experience of being a poly student</title><content type='html'>I woke up early today. First time this week. Past two days hasn't been good. I was trapped at home accompanied by dearest computer and not-very entertaining television shows. How I wish school is still operational. On the brightER side, I can wake up very early in the noon. and finish decorating and finalise the never ending battle organising my wardrobe and shelf units. Now it's clean I can *finally shop at IKEA. Ooooh and need new outfits too. My mother will most probably roll her eyes when I talk about clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was very.. ummm interesting. Met Ain to go to AMP then to Ngee Ann Poly for the workshop. The workshop was beyond my expectation. I expect it to be indoor with cool environment and me dozing off to DreamLand. However, we get down, and get D-I-R-T-Y. Yup! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*not that dirty, mind you!&lt;/span&gt; We played with soil. Cutting leaves. Play with soil and water. And joke about this particular helper's laugh. Sorry! The lecturer was erm.. gentle and very specific with his instruction. What I like about the whole experience is that, It is a one-on-one lesson. More attention is better right? But the extremely long adventurous walk on the pavement tire me out! With hills and the high staircase. I must have gained weight! I hate holidays! It makes me "increased in weight".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SEZvB7ZeoAI/AAAAAAAAADk/UDLJjQMfHmw/s1600-h/poly+visit+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SEZvBrZen_I/AAAAAAAAADc/p38YEuwLx6s/s1600-h/poly+visit+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207972093720698866" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" height="243" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SEZvBrZen_I/AAAAAAAAADc/p38YEuwLx6s/s320/poly+visit+001.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SEZvB7ZeoAI/AAAAAAAAADk/UDLJjQMfHmw/s1600-h/poly+visit+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207972098015666178" style="WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" height="261" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SEZvB7ZeoAI/AAAAAAAAADk/UDLJjQMfHmw/s320/poly+visit+002.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;When there's Ruquiyah, there is always Ain. In pictures only, of course! *Suke sangat inter-frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of today is.... I met Ustzh Najihah at KFC! I was stunned! err.. ustzh-struck for awhile. She is a proud mother of one. Gave birth last month to a baby girl I think. Her baby was adorable. Unfortunately the abby wasn't with her just now. Still the same bubbly, and very small ustazah that I knew since Primary 5 or 4. Can't remember. Good news is I am taller or maybe the same height than/with her. I am sure I am taller than her by half an inch. Which means, I grew *&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and still growing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! Wee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SEZw4bZeoBI/AAAAAAAAADs/O2mPMElWMk4/s1600-h/ustzh+najihah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207974133830164498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SEZw4bZeoBI/AAAAAAAAADs/O2mPMElWMk4/s320/ustzh+najihah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I tilt my head a bit in this picture. which looks like I am shorter. But trust me I am a bit taller or share the same height! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-1304226086368764763?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/1304226086368764763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=1304226086368764763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1304226086368764763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1304226086368764763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/06/quarter-experience-of-being-poly.html' title='a-quarter experience of being a poly student'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hcBCwCwtzVM/SEZvBrZen_I/AAAAAAAAADc/p38YEuwLx6s/s72-c/poly+visit+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38861020.post-4220274820950127358</id><published>2008-05-31T12:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T12:27:37.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w201.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w201.photobucket.com/albums/aa76/faddyfend/0d157797.pbw" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i201.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=87" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa76/faddyfend/?action=view&amp;current=0d157797.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-4220274820950127358?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/4220274820950127358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=4220274820950127358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4220274820950127358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4220274820950127358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-8360086634783310129</id><published>2008-05-31T11:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T12:31:00.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Engaged!</title><content type='html'>It's about time for our family to expand! Thoriq took the big step last 3 weeks or so. yeah I know it is a late update. But as cliche as it sounds 'it's better late than never'. Anyway, Congratulations cuz! Whenever we visit them in Kuantan, Pahang. He never grew up. Teasing his brothers continuosly. Enlightening the atmosphere with his antics. Suddenly, the eldest is getting engaged. How ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme for the engagement ceremony is purple. I hated the colour since it matched with pink. And I had to wear pink for that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently out of vocabulary to describe the ceremony so let the pictures do the talking....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-8360086634783310129?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/8360086634783310129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=8360086634783310129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8360086634783310129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/8360086634783310129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/05/engaged.html' title='Engaged!'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-3756568406988996816</id><published>2008-05-15T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T01:06:24.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking forward...--&gt;</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday's sparring was boring. I was getting into it when Wisyah got injured. A jaw for a leg eh? hehe. Seriously, that was unintentional. Sorry ya! really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is over. Inter-madrasah is nearer. I'm not excited. I swear I will dread for that day. I guess the rest of the teammates are too. At least those from 3A will. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did so badly for Mid-year this year. Seriously! I couldn't answer most of the papers. I think I might fail. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry  50% chance of passing.&lt;br /&gt;Fiqh, Mustholah, Hadith only 30%. even worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaargh!! maths lagi jgn harap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-3756568406988996816?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/3756568406988996816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=3756568406988996816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3756568406988996816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3756568406988996816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/05/looking-forward.html' title='looking forward...--&gt;'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-6300959747371774607</id><published>2008-04-21T15:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T15:46:14.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here comes the rain</title><content type='html'>I'm down with a fever, again. The 2nd in 2 months. That is rare. I don't usually get sick consecutively. So skipped school today to rest. I am so bored! should just get up and go to school. But then again, I would probably fall asleep through out the entire school hours. Yup, I sleep most of the time when I am down with the fever. Which make me a very lazy person. ~even if I am not sick I am still lazy but its double laziness when am sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Maa'rif's competition was good. Arabiah deserved the second place, I guess. Congratulations to whoever wins it! The prize of $150 is tempting eh? It is tempting when you need fast cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week is a good week. Thursday is a winning day for 3A. We won the debate. Weee~! I thought we couldn't pull it off since it was a last minute discussion thingy. But we won! *celebration! someone needs to treat us since her class lost =p *just kidding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-6300959747371774607?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/6300959747371774607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=6300959747371774607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6300959747371774607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6300959747371774607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/04/here-comes-rain.html' title='here comes the rain'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-7215381537043909144</id><published>2008-04-16T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:40:49.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need more time pleaaasE?</title><content type='html'>Pause! I need to blog for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Yay!! Manage to do some mind mapping and memorising done. Phew! I felt like it was just yesterday that I was procrastinating. I think I am the type that need to be pressurised then, I will work my *** off! Debate is tomorrow!! I am nervous! It's seldom for me to get nervous by "internal competition" *as said by cikgu kamalina. I need to chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n btw, Credits to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AMALINA &amp;amp; DHIRAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for helping me out for the "external competition" that will be held at Maarif this weekend. *yelah, nanti aku blanje korang air seposen kat canteen tuhz! *&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;kalau menang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Play!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-7215381537043909144?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/7215381537043909144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=7215381537043909144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/7215381537043909144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/7215381537043909144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-need-more-time-pleaaase.html' title='I need more time pleaaasE?'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-7384003946706157647</id><published>2008-04-12T02:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T02:28:40.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little dusty</title><content type='html'>long time never blog. It's been what? 2 weeks or so? Berhabuk! But it's better than a few mothns of not updating right? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday went for silat. Yah2 I'm a slow learner but on that particular day I am super slow. Seriously! I was frustrated myself. Then, my body was literally shaking. I felt like my eyes are battling to stay awake. What a hard day! Dusty blog, dusty memory, rusty brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Cry! Cry! Exam is in about a month from now. I havent start revising yet! And I am still in a I-am-already-in sec 3-daze state. I am so gonna slack this year. Parents are going to freak out. Closety will be there to nag/listen/advise/nag/comfort/nag again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, about my interview a month back it just aired on the radio yesterday. Nabil just informed me. It was a one heck of crappy reply from me. I cracked my brain*til it actually might crack. But the part that I thought I nailed it wasn't aired. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the following link. Enjoy! oh btw Miss Fadhilah U spell my name wrongly lah it's SITI RUQUIYAH. But at least you pronounced it well after a few times of trial! *why did my father spelled it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rsi.sg/malay/reportkad/view/20080319160725/1/.html"&gt;http://www.rsi.sg/malay/reportkad/view/20080319160725/1/.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-7384003946706157647?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/7384003946706157647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=7384003946706157647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/7384003946706157647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/7384003946706157647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/04/little-dusty.html' title='a little dusty'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-7373284972415826907</id><published>2008-03-30T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:01:12.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can it be any faster?</title><content type='html'>Time is pacing slowly. Everything happens in a slow motion. And I started to procrastinate, yet again. There is a pile of homework on the desk but I don't even bother to touch/look at it. I did push myself, but something is always there to pull me back, *laziness. I have serious issue with this thingy. I don't like being lazy when I know something must be done quickly. Unless there is nothing left for me to do, i really like the feeling of being lazy. Plus, Mid-Year is just around the border and at the outskirt of the border, ready to attack schools. My mind is still asleep it is not waking up anytime sooner. I am desperately in need of some inspiration or motivation or whatever I am suppose to need to push my "i-am-stressed-out" button. Can time speed up a little?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~"&lt;em&gt;Steady feet, don't fail me now, gonna run till you can't walk, something pulls my focus out, and I'm standing down"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-7373284972415826907?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/7373284972415826907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=7373284972415826907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/7373284972415826907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/7373284972415826907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/03/can-it-be-any-faster.html' title='Can it be any faster?'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-9147823414024785449</id><published>2008-03-30T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T20:31:42.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavenly</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/3CpqfPiSij/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/3CpqfPiSij/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-9147823414024785449?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/9147823414024785449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=9147823414024785449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/9147823414024785449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/9147823414024785449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/03/heavenly.html' title='Heavenly'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-2412957277183865564</id><published>2008-03-30T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T18:47:08.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Netball Best!! But players/teammates were late.. Super uber LATE! Nabilah sempat bawak turun nasi lemak lagi.. Hehe.. But it was really fun when the rain started to pour very heavily. At first I thought it was a silly idea but it was fun. Some serious FUN finally, in Netball.&lt;br /&gt;Khodijah showed me her dancing skill+silat moves.. Wakakakakaka! Which was ermm... all over the place*for the silat lah.. kekekeke.. But the dancing.. YOU RAWK KHODY...!! *pakcik2 tu gatal eh? dah tua pun tak sedar diri.. tsk3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~you have my soul. leave me my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-2412957277183865564?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/2412957277183865564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=2412957277183865564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2412957277183865564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2412957277183865564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/03/netball-best-but-playersteammates-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-3091590941916153711</id><published>2008-03-25T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T11:18:14.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on...</title><content type='html'>Anyone care to buy me a new phone? My faithful phone been sold to Amalina since hers RIP already.. and my current phone, is nazak-ing.. It is bloody irritating when I was chatting with my friends and poof! It off on its own! Magic tricks eh? That's how smart my phone is. Mom, please get me a new phone. Please! Please! Please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-3091590941916153711?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/3091590941916153711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=3091590941916153711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3091590941916153711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3091590941916153711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/03/come-on.html' title='Come on...'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-221158433782151314</id><published>2008-03-25T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:28:11.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>Yay!! Finally dapat blaja seni!! wee!! I was waiting for this moment lah sey! A little dissapointed when Cik Yati said she can only select three of us to learn Regu. Since there were four of us I gave in to Darwisya.. Kesian plak dia.. But thn when Cik Yati realised yang kat situ semua budak2 kecik then she let me join the Tunggal class.. Wooo huuu!! Jumping with joy! But then after awhile I was jumping with frustration oi! Terkial2 following kin and lya's steps. Sorry guys, kene repeat je because of me *gendeng.. Tapi fun.. A little frustrated but fun...! Now I forgot some of it already.. How forgetful.. *gendeng&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-221158433782151314?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/221158433782151314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=221158433782151314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/221158433782151314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/221158433782151314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/03/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-499785936308303596</id><published>2008-03-17T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:46:35.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To realise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To realize The value of a sister: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ask someone Who doesn't have one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To realize The value of ten years: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ask a newly Divorced couple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To realize The value of four years: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ask a graduate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To realize The value of one year: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ask a student who Has failed a final exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To realize The value of nine months:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ask a mother who gave birth to a still born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To realize The value of one month:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ask a mother who has given birth to a premature baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To realize The value of one week:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To realize The value of one hour:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ask the lovers who are waiting to Meet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To realize The value of one minute:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ask a person Who has missed the train, bus or plane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To realize The value of one-second:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ask a person Who has survived an accident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To realize The value of one millisecond:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ask the person who has won a silver medal in theOlympics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To realize the value of a friend:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lose one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time waits For no one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Treasure every moment you have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You will treasure it even more when you can share it with someone special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-499785936308303596?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/499785936308303596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=499785936308303596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/499785936308303596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/499785936308303596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-realise.html' title='To realise'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-5580029446839276511</id><published>2008-03-09T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T22:22:27.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>penatnya!</title><content type='html'>Badminton Tournament was tiring. And as usual, I suck at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking to go to the IT Show today since yesterday was so pack! With my height, I hardly see any exhibition. It was then, that I wish I wear some 3 inches high heels instead of the very flat flats that I wore. Anyway, I bought another piece of the portable charger since the old one was "infected" by the alkaline. It's ROSAK already. It's cheaper. I bought the former charger at $20++ but I bought this one at only $18. Including a few free stuffs. I wasn't expecting that much of people. they look like the pilgrims performing the Arkaan obidiently. Oh and I bought a 1GB flashdrive for only $9.50 or so.. More than 50% discount.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-5580029446839276511?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/5580029446839276511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=5580029446839276511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/5580029446839276511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/5580029446839276511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/03/penatnya.html' title='penatnya!'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-3737008044262694208</id><published>2008-03-02T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T18:10:54.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loosen up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/R8p8k1GreSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vc0ILYRRee4/s1600-h/DSC00086.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/R8p8k1GreSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vc0ILYRRee4/s1600-h/DSC00086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173084094160664866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hcBCwCwtzVM/R8p8k1GreSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vc0ILYRRee4/s320/DSC00086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was fun guys. Thanks for the "outing aka project completion meeting". We were assigned to go to the library but the library is getting bored of books and I guess they replaced most of it to some technological source of information called GOOGLE. Since, we can't find the ingredient for our project. We hit the food outlets. Ended up eating at ZamZam. Since we failed searching for available tableS at Banquet. And since KFC closed down for a renovation. After eating, most of them decided to go home. Astrogerl, Fadhilah and I still wanna hang around not wanting to go home yet. And so, we found out about the Step Up 2: The Streets contest. It was an unintentional visit. It is proven that Singapore do have some talents in the street performances department. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Bugis visit and went home for a quick change of attire, I went to esplanade to take a peek at the ******* dudes for their upcoming competition. They're doing great! It's a pity that I've quit doing that thingy. )=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-3737008044262694208?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/3737008044262694208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=3737008044262694208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3737008044262694208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/3737008044262694208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/03/loosen-up.html' title='loosen up'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hcBCwCwtzVM/R8p8k1GreSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vc0ILYRRee4/s72-c/DSC00086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38861020.post-324553998044375729</id><published>2008-02-25T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T22:56:31.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left Behind</title><content type='html'>Man, I can't believe it's been two weeks or less since &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JUMPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s release. I still haven't catch the movie yet, since I am so-very busy with school, plus when I am free I don't have company. I hate watching movies alone. What more in cinemas. I feel like I am making a fool of myself. Laughing alone. Gasping alone. Yeah, I tend to gasp &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Lot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when watching movies. Sometimes I am the extra soundtrack of the movie. Hey, maybe, Academy award should add a new segment "The most Supporting Audience" what do you think? Those movie freaks surely win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things accomplish in February:&lt;br /&gt;-I manage to save my prepaid credits until the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;-I manage to understand what exactly this one particular ------ teacher was teaching.&lt;br /&gt;-I manage to pass all the tests. *Quite an achievement. I haven't been revising regularly.&lt;br /&gt;-I manage to keep in touch with my girl-friends.&lt;br /&gt;-I manage to have a good relationship with whom I don't like. *Not hate.&lt;br /&gt;-I manage not to rebel against school rules. *i hafta admit it is tempting to break it.&lt;br /&gt;-I manage to survive this year's Qiyamullail. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unaccomplished This Year...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so far&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;-Watch movie. *Never watch a single new-release-movie this year. I shocked myself.&lt;br /&gt;-Shopping. *I need new sneakers &amp;amp; clothes.&lt;br /&gt;-Revision. *Getting lazier by the minutes.&lt;br /&gt;-Clean my room. *I only manage to tidy up my wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;-Hang out with Alsagoffiatts. *Since I'm in the afternoon session.&lt;br /&gt;-Buy new phone. *My phone drives me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;-Lose a little amount of weight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-324553998044375729?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/324553998044375729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=324553998044375729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/324553998044375729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/324553998044375729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/02/left-behind.html' title='Left Behind'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-6550619608709008533</id><published>2008-02-20T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T23:36:54.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTH?</title><content type='html'>Test week is killing me! What more with the unfinish-ing projects. Everytime when it seemed that we're finishing, something unexpected happens! Booo Huuu!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOhh.. The new school rules are killing me too. No staying in class during recess hour?? Say whaaaaaaaat?? It was due to some theft being reported. Although I am totally against this rule. I  still saw the bright side of it. It is childish actually. Anyway, an accident happened right before my eyes just now. Involved an Arabian. Surely DM will make an announcement regarding this matter and soon, ban Jay walking. It is banned in the first place, but circumstances pushed us to do so. If I use the traffic light that was located a few metres away from school to get to the bus stop  it would have taken at least 7minutes to get to the bus stop. Minus waiting for the bus. Minus me walking home from my stop. Minus me walking up the staircase. and soon, the clock strikes at 8pm. Minus the "oh-so smooth" traffic. I'll be waaaaaaay too late for Maghrib prayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-6550619608709008533?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/6550619608709008533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=6550619608709008533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6550619608709008533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6550619608709008533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/02/wth.html' title='WTH?'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-7631075486283570618</id><published>2008-02-08T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T20:57:22.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepaholic</title><content type='html'>After I came home from school, mother suddenly announce that we're going to JB and stay at my grandmother's "Banglow di Lereng bukit" for a good one day. But I was too tired to hear what she was saying. I passed out once I finished my maghrib prayers only to wake up at 12am to answer a call (I still hate it when people interrupt my sleep). I sleep for 10 hours this days. I usually need a minimal of 4 solid hours to sleep. Yes, sleep not nap. But now I doubled the hours, more than double, infact. Back to JB trip, so mother woke me up at 3am and I pack my homework (pathetic eh?) and we hit the road before the crack of dawn. I didn't tell anyone that I was going away. I continue sleeping (in the car) after performing Subuh prayer. I was shocked to wake up only to find I have 15 messages on my handphone. I was only gone for two hours (From Subuh) and they thought I was missing. *Ape saje lah orang-orang nie. I wanted to apologise if I worry the 12 people who finished my global credits with their incoming messages. The trip was unexpected okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up spending the night there. I slept for a good 2 hours once we reached the "banglow di lereng bukit" and 3 more hours after Zuhur. And 8 hours during the evening. And spend another 2 hours sleeping in the car when the traffic was congested at the immigration. What's wrong with my sleeping disorder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that homeworks, projects and stuff tire me out. but it's not like I haven't been to this kind of situation before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the cousins, I enjoy the chat. We hardly ever see each other since last year. Once we meet, we talk crappy stuff. But it is always Enjoyable+Fun (with a capital F).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-7631075486283570618?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/7631075486283570618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=7631075486283570618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/7631075486283570618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/7631075486283570618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/02/sleepaholic.html' title='sleepaholic'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-4378114064352435635</id><published>2008-02-02T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T12:12:15.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatigue</title><content type='html'>Exhaustion day is on Friday. Period. No elaboration. Weekends is a no-no. No shopping-spree with Amalina anymore. Even Sunday-Netball team-Training must cancel or put on hold for this month. Too much homeworks. So little time. Sometimes, I refrain myself from sleeping. My shoulders are turgid-not in a good way. My class are not allowed to leave most of our books in the cupboard. The books pula, damn thick lah! My shoulders are tired! Maybe need to change bag or something *a reason to shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is more strict now. Haizz. Considering that I usually hit the pillows at around 3-or later- in the morning. Starting of February is not a good sign at all. January is more fun. January please come back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bragging about not enough time I almost forgot about Chinese New Year Holiday!! Yay! Finally some room to breathe. But still, I will or might be occupied with homeworks. That's what teachers do. They envy holidays or us enjoying holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Closety!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say goodbye to outings Ruquiyah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-4378114064352435635?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/4378114064352435635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=4378114064352435635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4378114064352435635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/4378114064352435635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/02/fatigue.html' title='Fatigue'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-6797134042207006766</id><published>2008-01-30T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T22:32:32.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>erm...?</title><content type='html'>I got homework nearly everyday! Minus, the additional classes I enroll. I am officially busy and selfish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-6797134042207006766?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/6797134042207006766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=6797134042207006766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6797134042207006766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/6797134042207006766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/01/erm.html' title='erm...?'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-7262960012554550882</id><published>2008-01-24T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T23:09:47.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>up, up and away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;“Life isn’t Candy Land, it isn’t a fantasy, where you can create the perfect ending, and cue the music, and make people’s decisions for them. It’s reality. And reality is perverse and imperfect and it isn't fair, and the timing is never right, but you don’t get to run away from it into some safe little movie."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above quote has got nothing to do with this post actually. Just something I wanna share. hehe. For some weird reason I felt very energetic today. But the head is still pounding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-7262960012554550882?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/7262960012554550882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=7262960012554550882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/7262960012554550882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/7262960012554550882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/01/up-up-and-away.html' title='up, up and away!'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-9001041339017908803</id><published>2008-01-24T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T00:03:23.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am not one to show my emotions. I may act like I don't care but deep down I do care. I don't trust people easily. Please be patient with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-9001041339017908803?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/9001041339017908803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=9001041339017908803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/9001041339017908803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/9001041339017908803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-not-one-to-show-my-emotions.html' title=''/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-2188569166465583582</id><published>2008-01-21T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T22:47:25.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aching all over.. the mind is too..</title><content type='html'>I'm weaker at math now. Statistics and graphs weaken me. I don't really blame the topics though. I myself haven't been paying attention during the lesson. Over the past few days my head feels like it was bang-ed against the trash can. Yup, can. Should I blame it on the scorching-during the afternoon-sun? Hmm.. But it has been raining heavily for these past few days. Whatever it is it send my head spinning. Seriously. I had a hard time sleeping. Not balancing well. Talking crap! Poor closety is my victim of insomnia. Hur Hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the pain. I manage to find a reason to have fun. Undying adoration for...Netball! (ps: and someone too)*grin. Went for my regular training with the girls. It was so much fun and too much screams.. Maybe I was exposed to ringing screams. That's the potential reason for my headache I guess?? Or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add the pain there's my Quran memorisation. I don't really know how does my new Quran teacher's syllabus work. And triple homeworks given during weekends. Hand in on Monday. Then, come a new set. Some may wonder "And I still have time to blog?" blogging is my break from this "madness"(According to Mr F). I need to let out my thoughts at least once a day. Ok, back to Quran lessons. It's stressing me out. What I usually did is I finish up the whole lot of surah. Then, I go for my gradings. Because, I will always forget the previous verse that I have memorised. But it's otherwise with this teacher in charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I should just quit my other unnecessary yet important classes. But I can't. I'm not a quitter. and what more I don't feel pressured by this "madness"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that my headache was because of the stress. But i've been having it regularly since early October. And that was way before this "madness" entertains me. I seemed to enjoy all the classes that I attend and enroll myself into. What cause the headache?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate scraped knees! It hurts! I can't bend it. *&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;like Beckham&lt;/span&gt;* Boooo Huuuuu!!!! This is what happened when we are so into the games that we forgot to cool down afterwards. It cause aching to the joinings and muscle. Have a nice day people!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-2188569166465583582?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/2188569166465583582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=2188569166465583582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2188569166465583582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/2188569166465583582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/01/aching-all-over-mind-is-too.html' title='aching all over.. the mind is too..'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-38861020.post-1241695860173533486</id><published>2008-01-19T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T11:22:51.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me-time</title><content type='html'>I've been busy with classes that the only person I am in contact is closety and randy. How's the others doing eh? I totally shut off from the outside world. This is what happened when I am too occupied with classes that I don't even have the time to losen up. The only hing I do now is watch tv or surf the net. booo huuu!! *pathetic lah sey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38861020-1241695860173533486?l=faddyfend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/feeds/1241695860173533486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38861020&amp;postID=1241695860173533486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1241695860173533486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38861020/posts/default/1241695860173533486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faddyfend.blogspot.com/2008/01/me-time.html' title='me-time'/><author><name>Faddyfend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16233453441477282797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
