<?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-6779541968789950982</id><updated>2011-08-02T03:30:30.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart.in.a.cage</title><subtitle type='html'>my writes.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>164</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-3766970638906555797</id><published>2009-09-15T13:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T13:52:03.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloody cowdunk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sq8qSWc7wHI/AAAAAAAAAkY/bVTpaveq0sQ/s1600-h/SDC11413.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sq8p-iW85aI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/0NJYCZbVbUo/s1600-h/SDC11389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381566234082731426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sq8p-iW85aI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/0NJYCZbVbUo/s320/SDC11389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;oh so apparently blogger is behaving today. shithole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;hello babies. yes ive not been updating here coz i cant be bothered to entertain blogger's nonsense. i'm still contemplating on whether i should just move to tumblr as a whole, or just post my updates there for the time being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;nonetheless, just find my updates at&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;a href="http://muckyfingers.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://muckyfingers.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&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/6779541968789950982-3766970638906555797?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3766970638906555797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=3766970638906555797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/3766970638906555797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/3766970638906555797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloody-cowdunk.html' title='bloody cowdunk'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sq8p-iW85aI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/0NJYCZbVbUo/s72-c/SDC11389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-7511466532602730906</id><published>2009-09-08T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T03:45:21.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cowdunk</title><content type='html'>hello babies. if you dont see me updating this space for awhile, means blogger is being a taik lembu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can always drop by http://muckyfingers.tumblr.com and see if i update there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-7511466532602730906?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7511466532602730906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=7511466532602730906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7511466532602730906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7511466532602730906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/09/cowdunk.html' title='cowdunk'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6779541968789950982.post-6541339510079119920</id><published>2009-09-06T14:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T14:47:45.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>festive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SqNUm54HnqI/AAAAAAAAAkI/lupAkcg7Xy8/s1600-h/7118_123472983109_652018109_2467869_6647580_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378235407358467746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SqNUm54HnqI/AAAAAAAAAkI/lupAkcg7Xy8/s320/7118_123472983109_652018109_2467869_6647580_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;helloooo babies. what a good start to a sunday for me- i just woke up. my mother didnt even like wake me up la omg. but then not everyday i get to wake up this late anyways. ngahaha. so how was your saturday? mine was a spankin good one i have so many to share eeeeei excited nye! k stop it so mentel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(eh omg my bf just texted me ajak-ing me go bazaar kat woodlands to get food for buke AND I HAVENT EVEN BATHE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ngahah so my saturday started off with having to wake up early ARGH I WANT TO KILL MY MOTHER! coz my mother so on nk gi geylang, nk beli my adek &amp;amp; abg's baju raye, we were at geylang at like 10.30 in the morning. ya Allah, i think my mother wanted to tolong security guard unlock pintu joo chiat complex. so we walked ard trying to find for adek &amp;amp; abg something purple. and OMG WHEN YOU'RE A GUY DONT BE CEREWET CAN! dont like this purple lah, this baju hot la, butang tak cantik la. damn it. so annoying. so then halfway through, i was like really tired and papa da start sakit pinggang, we were like tag team champions trying to persuade my mother and brothers to like go home nyeheh. so adek got himself a pretty purple baju kurung at last. then by e time we got home, everyone went to sleep except for meeeeeeeeee. my god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;abeh in e late afternoon, i went to bedok inter with my mother coz she mls nk masak for buke so we bought briyani. then met fareez azhar. my mother she very smart. she made my bf carry all e heavy stuff. and anyways, it was partly my fault. i was damn mengade ngade tk bleh angkat bende berat coz nnt tangan sakit. ni tangan, tangan buat duit ok. NGAHAH pls slap me thank u. so iftar was at my place with everyone at home present and plus my bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;EH OMG I FORGOT TO ADD SOMETHING STUPID! i was in the bus with my mother on e way to bedok inter right ysday. we passed the mosque and my mother was like &lt;em&gt;"eh nur. $130 je kursus rumah tangga die. kau ngan fareez patut pegi skg"&lt;/em&gt; eh omg i wanted to like slap my mother's face. nk mampos eh kursus rumah tangga. tebiat? i was like eh what the hell. so okay stop digressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;AFTER BUKE I WENT TO BAZAAR GEYLANG WITH FAREEZ AZHAR! i was so happy i got to go with him, and we bumped into fadil i was exited hahah. eh omg the crowd at bazaar is like ampun tuanku la pls. cannot tahan. and my father and adek champion. theyre like king of kirim2 one. papa kirim me ayam percik mcm seribu gitu and dengdeng also. and adek lagi champion, kirim aku kain samping SYABAS! so while waiting for the ayam percik, i was like sweating like babi goreng in fact, i was sweating like the guy who sell the chicken i can be one of them too. damn it. aku balek baju bau ayam percik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(and i bumped into akmal and amy on the way backkkkk! so long nvr see them. HELLO YOU TWOOOOOO!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i had a gooood saturday im so happy. so this coming sat is buke with my friends plus my bf and his friends at beach rd yes im so eggggcited! then next week my bf da pop! yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;k bye no time alrdy. i should go and mandi before fareez azhar kills me. today's iftar location is bukit gombak! i spend all my sundays at fareez's place that somehow it would feel weird if i dont go. so toodles babies! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-6541339510079119920?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6541339510079119920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=6541339510079119920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/6541339510079119920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/6541339510079119920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/09/festive.html' title='festive'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SqNUm54HnqI/AAAAAAAAAkI/lupAkcg7Xy8/s72-c/7118_123472983109_652018109_2467869_6647580_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-6907361194538332434</id><published>2009-09-04T00:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:56:29.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coz we are born, innocent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sp_xbjqcW5I/AAAAAAAAAkA/zzUbCruzUo8/s1600-h/SDC11120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377281935835683730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sp_xbjqcW5I/AAAAAAAAAkA/zzUbCruzUo8/s320/SDC11120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hello babies. there is something wrong with my head can somebody pls slap me thank u. my head's like screwed up. i dont even know whats in my head. u cant possibly say nothing coz there are ALOT OF THINGS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;so anyhoos, on wed it was iftar with jibbies, dee and ina. it was so much fun, so much food, so much nonsense and so much laughing! we buke-ed at Rasa2 then we made our way to bazaar geylang coz dee wanted to carik fit's baju kurung. tapi tak kesampaian coz both cerewet dont like this, dont like that. gilerz. so yep it was a good time spent with them after so long of not catching up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;and today, i got myself a new friend. k not today la. actually ive already talked to her the other day, just that today we got to talk longer kinda thing. her name's julaiha and she's my neighbour from across ngahaha! no lah it's just that starbucks is right across my outlet, so she's like my neighbour kinda thing. so i told her that i'll see her later coz i wanna get my normal dosage of vanilla frappe. and then 5 mins later, i got a vanilla frappe delivered to me aku sumpah paisey. its like omg ive only known her and she gave me a free drink i damn malu la! so i got her a matcha azuki in return coz ya Allah aku so malu. i know my face is as thick as a brick sometimes but this time i malu. chey malu slap your faceeeeee. ngahah. so now at least ive got friends at paragon to go smoke with or smtg. jeez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i is missing my bf, very very badly. this week is like abit slow. but still, im glad and i THANK GOD IT'S FINALLY FRIDAY! so tht means fareez azhar is booking out tmr. and i hope he can break fast at my place so my mother wont ask me the bonus qs anymore. heesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i am suppose to be asleep right now but i dont know why i cant. so irritating. i peluk my carebear smp lemas also cannot sleep. howwwwwwwwwwww! and for one thing, i should stop daydreaming! loser u know shiqa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;k wdv bye im gg to eat with hopes that i might be sleepy after that. nyek.&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/6779541968789950982-6907361194538332434?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6907361194538332434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=6907361194538332434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/6907361194538332434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/6907361194538332434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/09/coz-we-are-born-innocent.html' title='coz we are born, innocent'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sp_xbjqcW5I/AAAAAAAAAkA/zzUbCruzUo8/s72-c/SDC11120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-8123188673677454792</id><published>2009-08-31T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:50:36.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>midnight sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SpqoUeODEBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/Uo4r3Uhh1WA/s1600-h/6289_121127287771_629352771_2413790_82296_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375794174882942994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SpqoUeODEBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/Uo4r3Uhh1WA/s320/6289_121127287771_629352771_2413790_82296_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;hello babies. i had a spanking good sunday how about youuuuuuuuuuuuu? hehehe. so it started off with ngaji in the noon for me. then after ngaji, siap2 and i took 506 to the boy's place. the weather is like freezing nowadays aku keras mcm batu kat dlm bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i was walking to fareez's place, i was like trying to stuff my ipod in my stupid bag when i felt somebody blocking my goddamn way and when i looked up it was my bf i was so happy i wanted to scream and hug him at that spot. but cannot. fasting hello fasting! so i was like eh omg hiiiiii! chey hi konon. ngahah. so cik ina cooked mee goreng today. i went into the kitchen with my most pathetic face and said &lt;em&gt;"cik sorry shiqa tak tolong cik. mcm kurang ajar eh cik masak abeh shiqa tak tolong. shiqa satu habuk pon tak tau masak"&lt;/em&gt; and she laughed at me k terima kaseh. i felt so dumb la. haiyer. so everyone was home for iftar, even aidil was home. i was so happy to see haziq coz i missed that silly boy. iftar was good today, coz i got to buke puase with everyone at the boy's place. this coming sat will be his turn at my place. oh my pls la i hope he can buke at my place this coming weekend coz my mother's fav qs now is &lt;em&gt;"nur bile azhar nk dtg sini buke ngan mama" &lt;/em&gt;in one day she can ask that ard 10 times and i will always scream at her to keep quiet coz i dont know when the boy is free. tapi mak aku ni mcm suke irritate aku tanye soalan tu mcm seribu kali. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;then just now when i got home i told my mum that i didnt help fareez's mum to cook coz i dont know how to and mampos aku kene sebakul. &lt;em&gt;"ah padan muke kau. tau nk kahwin tapi masak tknk blaja mmg padan. kau tau nk buat cake, nak buat kueh. nnt kau kahwin, azhar mkn cake je lah tiap2 hari. padan muke kau. so bile nk blaja masak ni!"&lt;/em&gt; thanks mama. and of course my father will always side me he said &lt;em&gt;"chey mama tau masak tapi mls. same jugak. lebih baik tak tau masak" &lt;/em&gt;hehehehe syabas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i was saying to fareez just now. looking at aidil really reminds me of myself when i was 17 last time. i was the "indie kid". i hang around with all the indie kids. listen to all these rock n roll or whatnot. i cut my hair short to have that mod-ish look. my god. and now looking at aidil is like how i was when i was younger. jeeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i am suppose to lipat kain baju since like half an hour ago but ive been procrastinating. if my father is not on night shift tonight, i would have whined and he would volunteer himself to take my chore. haiyer. what a nasib tonight. and so they say im pemalas like that. ish ish ish shiqa. just like what ur mother always say to you &lt;em&gt;"ckp ngan aku nk tunang la, nk kahwin la. tapi satu habok pon tknk buat. bankrupt laki kau bayar gaji maid kau"&lt;/em&gt; hahah true. k wdv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;eh omg just now i wanted to hang up the phone with fareez and i actually said assalamualaikum. and what did i get in return?&lt;em&gt; "eh da apesal pulak kau mcm org kampong, beri2 salam smue"&lt;/em&gt; HAIYO. ape punye org ni. im trying to practice such good things and die ckp aku minah kampong. terima kasih encik fareez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;k bye nk lipat kain coz nanti cik salina bising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-8123188673677454792?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8123188673677454792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8123188673677454792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8123188673677454792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8123188673677454792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/08/midnight-sun.html' title='midnight sun'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SpqoUeODEBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/Uo4r3Uhh1WA/s72-c/6289_121127287771_629352771_2413790_82296_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-3192385553918412432</id><published>2009-08-29T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T00:51:42.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY 6 WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SpgIPtXH64I/AAAAAAAAAjY/S8n6_8oF3Oc/s1600-h/4750_98237810768_677935768_1744958_6793083_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375055221234330498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SpgIPtXH64I/AAAAAAAAAjY/S8n6_8oF3Oc/s320/4750_98237810768_677935768_1744958_6793083_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;hello babies. god this picture was taken like when we were in the car driving up to Bandung. and i was looking through my Bandung pictures i miss Bandung so badly! omg pls irna, march pegi lagi pls. kaki aku da gatal ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;omg let me tell u about my friday! i went to work and blah blah i went to meet ayu at cityhall after that then we took the train to tamp to go century sq nye food culture to buy foooooooooood for iftar. and i bumped into cik ross ive not seen her in such a long time i actually just hugged her coz i really missed her lor. so ya then ayu and i tapau food and duduk bawah blk to buke puase. we were yacking so much. the good and bad about things that we have to face and all. it was actually my first time going out with ayu. i mean like only we girls. she's such a nice person. pretty face with such pretty character. ayu thinks im giler coz i freak out at almost everything. wth. so then after eating, yacking and camwhoring, we went to meet bai the kukuhead at tamp mrt to yack somemore! ngahaha. i was so happy to meet the both of them just now. so made my day lor. im glad that my friday turned out very well. and ayu, insyaallah we go iftar at zam zam so we can terawih tgt at masjid sultan k! i want murtabakkkkkkkkkkkkkk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Alhamdulillah it is finally saturday. i cannot wait for my bf to get out of stupid jungle and call me so that i can scream at him! kasi pekak telinga kau fareez azhar hehehe. k niat burok. setan btol.  this is random but i miss haziq. not haziq who but haziq as in fareez's brother. i miss that silly boy. jeez. but then of course i miss my bf more. k stop it eh miss miss ni smue. kan ramadan. hormat la sikit. dont gatal here ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;k bye im in a very happy mood right now im going to stuff myself with anything i can find kat dapur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;to ayu and bai, thanks for the day. aku syg korang k. even though aku taknak friend bai coz die ckp muke aku mcm filipino (COZ THAT MAKES ME A MAID!) and even though aku mcm nk sepak muke ayu coz die tak habes2 ckp muke aku mcm fareez. sebat korg baru tau. k tak lah. aku syg korang k mwah mwah :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-3192385553918412432?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3192385553918412432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=3192385553918412432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/3192385553918412432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/3192385553918412432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-6-weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='DAY 6 WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SpgIPtXH64I/AAAAAAAAAjY/S8n6_8oF3Oc/s72-c/4750_98237810768_677935768_1744958_6793083_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-8713883539793159492</id><published>2009-08-28T02:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T03:04:37.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY 5! DAY 5!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SpbO8Z6s22I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/nRIJVP31eow/s1600-h/SDC10889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374710742457834338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SpbO8Z6s22I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/nRIJVP31eow/s320/SDC10889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;hello babies. ya Allah alhamdulillah it is finally friday. syukur alhamdulillah, it is finally Day 5 of fareez's field camp. and alhamdulillah, today is my last day working this week coz sat sun aku off yahooo! capek aku keje like seriously. shift this week mmg tersangat lah gile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;so yay it is finally friday. im working at 9.30am later and aku masih mcm perempuan giler dpn comp tak tau nk tido. nanti pukul 4 da nk sahur baru nk tido. memang setan btol. just now buke was good. i dont really know what to eat. i hate paragon it's so hard for me to find halal food. everywhere also babi here babi there. nyeblin bgt. so i had ochazuke and i had no idea but i had gyokuro syabas. so then i snacked on too much nonsense. wait thats not the annoying part. the annoying part was that when i was alrdy at far east walking to the bus stop to go home, azriyan just had to call me and say that he's at ION. i really wanted to throw my phone just now. so i had to walk back to ion syabas. exercise byk jln kaki aku bleh klua muscle. argh. so ya it happens that yan and ehsan they were at town so i went to meet up with them for a while. as usual where do we go when the 3 of us are at town. starbucks liat tak habes2. dari zaman jamming, smp da tak jam, smp aku da jadi kakak2 keje mcm pompan gile pon pegi starbucks liat. it was nice getting to meet e both of them. i missed yan i texted him the other day. so long i nvr go meet up with my friends. jeeez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;so yesss friday means im meeting my nurhidayu after work! excited nye! i have so many things to tell her about my ups and downs during this whole field camp week. so best i shall smp keje kul 9am coz im semangat like that, keje dgn sungguh2(k ni wadeva eh) and get work done and over with so i can go meet ayu! yay! and friday means fareez da nak balek from field camp so aku excited nk mampos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;eh omg u know my outlet is like right smack in front of starbucks and theres this guy who works there and he looks like my bf i want to faint everyday. irritating eh, sikit2 je nk faint. k wdv. so ya anyways, he looks like fareez azhar i want to slap that guy's face. but then i tell fareez that i get very happy when i see that guy coz weekdays i dont get to see him coz he's in camp, so got replacement. ok perangai setan. chip setan. but then true la! it makes me happy looking at that guy coz i always miss my bf. so i dont get to see my bf, at least somebody who looks familiar pon jadi lah. ngahaha. setan. setan i tell u. but then my bf claims that he's better looking. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;okay syabas my adek is sleeping with my blanket i want to cry. i shall ask my father to wake him up so i can get my selimut back. okay perangai setan again. heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bye. i smell someone frying instant prata in the kitchen! weee. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-8713883539793159492?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8713883539793159492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8713883539793159492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8713883539793159492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8713883539793159492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-5-day-5.html' title='DAY 5! DAY 5!'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SpbO8Z6s22I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/nRIJVP31eow/s72-c/SDC10889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-9167051632733661569</id><published>2009-08-25T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:47:54.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SpQMxQ7qaAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/h4H9uzjqy3Y/s1600-h/SDC10966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373934295858178050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SpQMxQ7qaAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/h4H9uzjqy3Y/s320/SDC10966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; hello babies. okay now blogger very good. know how to behave alrdy. syabas. i have alot of things to menyenyeh about so lets get sexy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;k ignore that get sexy thing. im listening to that song now. so ya. first of all, thank u very much bai and ayu. omg korang really so sweet. ayu so sweet to text me how i was doing and she really made my day because before that i was having one hell of a time at work coz it was damn mendak i almost died. so ya ayu really made my day yesterday. then so i went home early yesterday coz there wasnt much to do at work. and by midnight, i was starting to worry like nonsense about fareez azhar, i texted bai. like duh bai was alrdy aslp and i wasnt really expecting a reply anyways coz i only mengadu abit. then this morning after sahur, i actually got a text from bai. he was saying that fareez will be okay and all, that everything will be ok and all. he was assuring me that nothing's gg to happen. i found that really nice lah. i mean, its so thoughtful of him to bother to reply to my crappy text, and not only that, he was trying his best to assure me. now how nice are my bf's friends, tell me. and not only that, when fareez was still in confinement the other time, his friends actually brought me out to cheer me up coz they know i got nth to do and i was rather lonely. how sweeet right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i realised that it is not true that i have nobody when fareez is away. i have ayu who's so nice to text me, i have fareez's friends who bother to assure me that everything will be ok. i have my mother who will constantly tell me that fareez is fine, that i should stop worrying and that 6 days will be over just like that. i thank God for my very nice friends and my mother. ya, i should really stop worrying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;so anyhoooooooooooos, work just now was a-ok. was suppose to be done by 6 but then since there wasnt anything much to do, i clocked out at 5+ and decided to join my baby Ili and ina for iftar at lucky plaza- RAWON! hehehe. so i went to book tables and waited for the girls. i had so much fun talking nonsense with them. i miss Ili so badly ive not seen her in ages! and plus, omg her hair is damn gorgeous! so jambu! so then at first i thought after Iftar, i could go meet price to lepak. but then, when i heard that mel's grandma passed away, i ditched that idea and went home to get changed to go melawat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;u know it's like this week, i have 2 friends who lost their loved ones. nurul and mel both lost their grandma. i know of course theyre sad about it. but somehow, i envy them. in a way that, at least they got to spend such a long time with their grandma. they got their grandma till recently. i didnt. i lost my grandma at such a young age that i always envy my friends or cousins who have grandparents coz i dont have mine anymore. my grandparents passed away when i was very young that those very little memories that i had with them is something that i treasure the most. u know it's like some people are so much more beruntung than me. they get to have their grandma or grandpa till they are like this age now. like of course i can nvr have my grandparents again. but to me, those who only just lost their grandparents at this age, should somehow thank God because theyve been given that opportunity to be with their grandparents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but whatever it is, my deepest condolences to nurul and mel's family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;now i want to go upload pictures on fb! toodles and tc babies :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-9167051632733661569?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/9167051632733661569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=9167051632733661569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/9167051632733661569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/9167051632733661569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/08/2nd-day.html' title='2nd day!'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SpQMxQ7qaAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/h4H9uzjqy3Y/s72-c/SDC10966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-1976533738040867918</id><published>2009-08-24T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:54:14.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of field camp! and happy 2nd!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SpLFpDoU3iI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ajuUuGMHZkI/s1600-h/SDC10902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373574614546177570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SpLFpDoU3iI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ajuUuGMHZkI/s320/SDC10902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;hello everybody. blogger is like damn irritating, it's getting on my nerves. so anyways, today is the first day that fareez azhar goes for field camp. haiyoooo 6 days! but then again, all i do is pray for his safety and semoga dilindungi dari perkara yang tidak baik. amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ayu texted me when i was working just now. she really made my day. my phone was very quiet the whole day i was quite sad haha. then ayu texted me i was like eh omg ayu! hahaha. im hoping to meet her this coming friday, but then i cant quite rmb what time is my shift. jeeez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;things have been pretty okay for me. alhamdulillah, semua baik2 aja. so this week i am without the boy coz he is off for field camp. my work shift is pretty tight so that would help me to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;k bye i dont want to update anymore coz i very geram with blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: happy 2nd(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/6779541968789950982-1976533738040867918?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1976533738040867918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=1976533738040867918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/1976533738040867918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/1976533738040867918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/08/1st-day-of-field-camp.html' title='1st day of field camp! and happy 2nd!'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SpLFpDoU3iI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ajuUuGMHZkI/s72-c/SDC10902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-1749439830752197052</id><published>2009-08-20T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T00:37:18.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the azhar effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #cca solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;The Azhar Effect.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SowqBavrA2I/AAAAAAAAAi4/j9RyZMXvFGE/s1600-h/SDC10840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SowqBavrA2I/AAAAAAAAAi4/j9RyZMXvFGE/s320/SDC10840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371714659393667938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-1749439830752197052?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1749439830752197052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=1749439830752197052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/1749439830752197052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/1749439830752197052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/08/azhar-effect.html' title='the azhar effect'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SowqBavrA2I/AAAAAAAAAi4/j9RyZMXvFGE/s72-c/SDC10840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-4287020030411062066</id><published>2009-08-18T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T00:20:20.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SomAPc2nzqI/AAAAAAAAAiw/CblA18sRd2I/s1600-h/SDC10623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370965033547714210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SomAPc2nzqI/AAAAAAAAAiw/CblA18sRd2I/s320/SDC10623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;like hello omg i can finally update my blog in peace. why must blogger be such a swine nowadays! haiyo annoys the fuck out of me i tell u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so anyways, hello world! been up to nothing much. everything is pretty much normal. im finally kicking start to work tmr. (the outlet is finally ready) the boy is of course in camp. ramadan is like drawing near, im pretty much excited for it coz that means terawih! yay! im hoping for morning shifts during the fasting month so that i can go off ard 6, break fast on the way home and go terawih. and during weekends i can go with the boy so k best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i am such a boring person. i miss going to school. u know i read others' blogs and they complain of school stress and all. jeez u might think im nuts but somehow, i miss all those stress. i miss the exam stress. the kanchiong spider to finish up your revisions. i miss doing projects, reports, presentations. i miss stressing abt school. now, i dont hv to stress abt school anymore. instead, now i stress over other things like, how my work schedule is gg to be like, do i have time for this and that, what if my pay is not enough to fend myself this month, how much to give my parents, my expenses this and that. honestly, i rather go bonkers about school. like i said, call me c-r-a-z-y. nyeheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;im working at 10am tmr (ah omg paragon!) and i shud be going to sleep soon. toodles babies!&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/6779541968789950982-4287020030411062066?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4287020030411062066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=4287020030411062066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/4287020030411062066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/4287020030411062066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/08/omg-finally.html' title='omg finally!'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SomAPc2nzqI/AAAAAAAAAiw/CblA18sRd2I/s72-c/SDC10623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-7488247683529180013</id><published>2009-08-11T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T17:53:23.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cahaya suci</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hello babies. as u know ive not updated my blog for like a week or so. coz im like too busy and plus, blogger ni mcm soyal so i very mls also. like now i cant post pictures. nbcb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;so last week was everyone at work's last week. k not last week as in what but as u know we've now shifted to paragon so we're no more at raffles city. nyek. so now im on break and i have absolutely nothing to do syabas. yesterday after sending the boy off i actually went to rent books after that so i could kill time by reading at home. well, beats doing nothing right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;so ndp 09 rocked. watched with mum, adek and my 2 nieces and nephew. i had so much fun being (very) patriotic weeeeheeee! singapore really has sooooooooo much money, thats all i can say. lol. and the very irritating part is the getting home part. fareez azhar was at marina with the other kukuheads. so i planned to go meet him. but before that i sent mum off to cab home with the kids then i had to walk back to marina from raffles place. kaki aku boleh tercabot. my god. even though i went to meet the boys for supper only, k lah at least not so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;then monday, had outlet lunch. we ate at mr hau's indonesian restaurant. had a good time talking about eveything under the sun with mrs hau. then me, siewleng and wanting shared a cab coz wanting's staying at toh tuck, and i was going to fareez's place and siewleng was heading towards jurong. so syabas. AND OMG. earlier on that day when i was with Fina in bus 60 to Eunos mrt, the aircon broke down! LIKE KNNCB I TELL U. and i was like telling myself if anyone in that goddamn bus has B.O, i will freaking dig his eyeballs out and he shall find his way to go home to freaking bathe and put on anti perspirant roll on on his/her armpit like 3651568402154 times! but chey no la. nobody had b.o so all's good. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;just now woke up at 11 like wow my mother didnt even say anything coz she thinks it's cuti time so i dont wake up also can syabas. lazed ard, read my book till isyamanab texted to say that she finishing at 2 and we can meet for lunch. so yipee. she picked me up from my place then we drove to bugis for tongseng and j.co :) i think if im not gg cycling with my parents tmr, im meeting her for rollerblading. omg its been ages since i cycled or rollerbladed. so syabas i hope i dont forget how to do so. freakin hell nurshiqah i will slap your face how can u forget! eat shit la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;today the boy is off for range so he's not calling so that means i should for once, stop worrying ngahaha. no lah im not worried. congrats to him that a month has passed and he got 1 more month to p.o.p! weee i am a very proud gf of encik fareez azhar coz he champion. and aku pon champion coz i have endured a month of my bf in national service. i think girls should really experience having their bf in NS. then they know how it feels. its the here but not here feeling. the near yet so far feeling. so to those, who have yet experience it, be prepared. nobody said it was easy, but somehow, you'd thank national service because of the big drastic changes u see in your relationship. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;chey aku nak mengampu psl NS ni knp eh. not like as if they will cut some slack on fareez or smtg. lol. i miss my bestfriends. theyre all so busy with work and school. and im busy dealing with boredom. k shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;k bye. im trying to fight my penyakit mls to upload ndp pictures on facebook. wdv shiqa. -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;p/s: pls pardon the very ol skool songs in my blog. dont know whats up with me heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-7488247683529180013?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7488247683529180013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=7488247683529180013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7488247683529180013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7488247683529180013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/08/cahaya-suci.html' title='cahaya suci'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6779541968789950982.post-8893166324476938450</id><published>2009-07-30T20:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T20:52:03.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cukup sudah kau sakiti aku lagi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SnGUikBqHqI/AAAAAAAAAio/Qa_8WOndPHs/s1600-h/Photo982..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364231952682065570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SnGUikBqHqI/AAAAAAAAAio/Qa_8WOndPHs/s320/Photo982..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;hello babies. the last time i updated was like what? sunday? now is like thursday k syabas. so ive been up to nothing but erm, work. ngahah. sunday i went over to the boy's place. hanged ard and saw him off at clementi. afterwhich i went down to the outlet to take some stuff and stated till closing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;so monday was pretty normal to me at first. i mean, i was on full shift so i went to work feeling alright but then no. i blacked out at work. on my first hour la pls. like nb cb big time u know. i didnt even know what happened. i was so angry with myself la. argh that was my full shift argh! so then i was sent back home. so then tues, wed it was okay at work. ive been eating lots of bread. dont ask me why. it's like im on a bread diet like that. like retarded i know. ngahaha. but dont be dumb la i still eat rice and all. but just that i eat more gardenia ngahahah. k wdv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;eh omg it is like thursday alrdy so fast! tmr im on full shift. isyamanab said that she's accompanying me during break so yess thank u very nice! ahh yes im so looking forward for tmr's full shift. coz it's like i will be at work the whole day then i'll go home and sleep then it'll be saturday alrdy! weeeeeeeeeeee! so saturday i will go meet the boy then i got to rush to wak yah's place for kenduri. then sunday i heard my mother nak gi kubur or whatnot so of course im going too. then i will head for the boy's place. i think my weekends will be the same la. saturday i will pick him up from clementi, and sunday i'll go over to his place then see him off. i think his mother will think aku ni muke 10 sen. ngahaha syabas nurshiqah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;yesterday the boy had so much free time he was alrdy calling me at 9. today until now havent msg me. hmmm maklomlah. org nak jadi tentera negara. kwang kwang kwang. ngahaha!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;k bye i want to do something else. toodles noodles! :)&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/6779541968789950982-8893166324476938450?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8893166324476938450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8893166324476938450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8893166324476938450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8893166324476938450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/07/cukup-sudah-kau-sakiti-aku-lagi.html' title='cukup sudah kau sakiti aku lagi'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SnGUikBqHqI/AAAAAAAAAio/Qa_8WOndPHs/s72-c/Photo982..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-1035794289199241842</id><published>2009-07-26T10:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T10:36:43.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that you dont have to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Smu-NY7ypZI/AAAAAAAAAiY/NOyxBc27Ouw/s1600-h/SNC00105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362588918555518354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Smu-NY7ypZI/AAAAAAAAAiY/NOyxBc27Ouw/s320/SNC00105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hello babies. pardon me for the very ol skool picture, this was like taken during adek's bday and my god my bf still has hair! ngahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;so yesterday was a spanking good day. woke up early and got ready and all. my mother is damn nonsense she said i siap worst than a girl going on a first date. like hello of course la ive not seen my bf for like 2 weeks so must be extra nice can! chey i was so excited nak mampos i was like telling everyone at home yay omg it's finally saturday lol. so picked the boy up from clementi then went back to his place only to find out that haziq's not home. that little boy went out to play soccer with his friends but then he reached home in a bit and got exicted to see fareez. lol. so cute la pls. "eh abg ais da gelap" k good one haziq. syabas. so then waited for the boy to shower and all then we left for bbdc and we had late lunch at popeyes! ive been wanting to eat popeyes but i waited 2 weeks so that i could eat with the boy. and nb cb yesterday got no mashed potatoes i damn disappointed i wanted to freaking scream at the people there. chey scream. i can barely talk with my voice like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;so then we roamed around and in the evening met the 2 kukuheads, bai and fadil. it is so funny looking at the 3 of them. 3 kukuheads. smue botak and irritating. and of course guys will be guys; they were yacking non stop about NS that it amazes me that theyve got so much to tell in so little time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;it was a good day yesterday. at first i was abit like &lt;em&gt;oh i cant believe that im actually beside my bf now&lt;/em&gt; kinda thing. k whatever. lol. so later i'm heading to bedok inter to get some stuff for the boy then i'll take the train to his place. oh great he's like booking in today and now i will only have a week to go through then i'll get to see him on weekends. confinement week was not an easy one but we pulled through, alhamdulillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and oh thanks to those who actually had spend abit of time with me when fareez was away for confinement. you guys are really sweet thank you. okay i sound damn freakin pathetic but really lah, thank you :) i did it people! confinement week is overrrrrrrrrrrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-1035794289199241842?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1035794289199241842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=1035794289199241842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/1035794289199241842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/1035794289199241842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/07/that-you-dont-have-to-go.html' title='that you dont have to go'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Smu-NY7ypZI/AAAAAAAAAiY/NOyxBc27Ouw/s72-c/SNC00105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-5142661161380519889</id><published>2009-07-24T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:51:18.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;happy 1st, babycakes. see u in like 12 more hours ! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-5142661161380519889?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5142661161380519889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=5142661161380519889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/5142661161380519889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/5142661161380519889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/07/1st.html' title='1st!'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6779541968789950982.post-7236754302682429658</id><published>2009-07-20T00:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:44:27.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>civil sin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SmNH4f_t_FI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ms6AiZ01TLw/s1600-h/Photo976...jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360207017488022610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SmNH4f_t_FI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ms6AiZ01TLw/s320/Photo976...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;hello babies. sorry for the lack of updates. nothing much to update anyways, coz it's like ive been submerging myself with nothing but work. as u all know i have a love hate relationship with my workplace so ya great. the other day, on wed, we actually celebrated fina's bday at the outlet. it was such a happy occasion kinda thing. like weee fina is 20! kwang kwang kwang. i hope she liked the surprise cake that we all got for her. me and siewleng finished at 6, went down to bugis to shokudo for dinner and jln2 and bought the cake. it was good time spent with siewleng coz most of the time u dont see me going out with people from work. but then siewleng is an ass, so okay la die babi mcm aku. ngahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i had a spanking good weekend this week la pls. i didnt really expect my weekend to be filled with lots of laughter coz i didnt really have anything planned coz i didnt have much to do or whatsnot. so yesterday, i finished work at 5, went down to Bugis for miss nurul faradella coz she mati2 wanted this blouse from accesorize. so me being the good bestfriend went down and skali check2 blouse tu takde pon. babi kau dee. ngahaha. so then Bai already called saying that he, fadil and irwan were at bugis and wan was driving so them boys ajak me tag along their jalan2 entah kemane. so met them boys and we got lost on the road like 5 million times coz fadil is a big fat tak gune who sits beside the driver but navigation terok nk mampos. so annoying. we wanted to go to east coast park and we ended up kat carpark changi airport it was so hilarious! i had a good time laughing to my bf when he called from camp. stupid boys. so we did go to lagoon, mkn kerang and barrage till about 2 like that they sent me home. im happy that theyre so sweet. they know my bf is away, and they brought me out to cheer me up. so cute. ngahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;just now i rot at home in the early part of the day then ina came over and we were bored so we cabbed to marine parade lib coz she wanted to get some books on astronomy. macam paham so annoying. then member nye library fines mcm seribu dollars like that she cannot borrow books muahahahahah! then we walked to parway parade coz i wanted to buy junk food. then we cabbed to downtown east coz my bestfriend is nuts she is random. suddenly she felt like having gelare. damn babi i wanted to go town coz i wanted to go to the food fair at taka. argh. so the rest of the day was spent at downtown!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tmr im on opening till 6, then im meeting my miss dee for prata in the evening yay! im so happy im filling my days so that time will pass faster and so saturday will come even faster coz i can finally see my favourite botak boy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wow this is a rather talk a lot entry. i shall update again! toodles babies!&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/6779541968789950982-7236754302682429658?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7236754302682429658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=7236754302682429658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7236754302682429658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7236754302682429658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/07/civil-sin.html' title='civil sin'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SmNH4f_t_FI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ms6AiZ01TLw/s72-c/Photo976...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-2294711561848181328</id><published>2009-07-12T13:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:54:44.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my mouth is dry with words i cannot verbalize</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sll5ORNDfwI/AAAAAAAAAiI/WWSu0IfxQ4E/s1600-h/P5160515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357446517777202946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sll5ORNDfwI/AAAAAAAAAiI/WWSu0IfxQ4E/s320/P5160515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hello babies. i am having the worst high fever ever since friday and i dont even have enough energy to update this blog. so im like typing alphabet by alphabet. how pathetic. fareez azhar went for National service on friday morning and that sucks. but oh wells, it is just part and parcel rmb? so ya my mother thinks im love sick. which is utter nonsense. i am really sick damn it! mum brought me to see the doctor on sat morning and the medicine given to me is like not working at all, trust me. yesterday my temp even shot up to 39.7 and my father almost sent me to the hospital. syabas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ive been rotting at home coz the medicine makes me very sleepy so i fall in and out of sleep. i was suppose to be working closing yesterday but i wasnt fit enough to work and tme im suppose to be on full shift but siewleng suggested that i rest at home. thank god. coz honestly i tell u, if i go to work, i'll die halfway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye i need to lie down alrdy. i'll update soon when i can. toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-2294711561848181328?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2294711561848181328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=2294711561848181328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/2294711561848181328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/2294711561848181328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mouth-is-dry-with-words-i-cannot.html' title='my mouth is dry with words i cannot verbalize'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sll5ORNDfwI/AAAAAAAAAiI/WWSu0IfxQ4E/s72-c/P5160515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-2229253459189433961</id><published>2009-07-08T19:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:34:54.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hysteria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SlSCt7HPSvI/AAAAAAAAAiA/_SyXfMipfA4/s1600-h/P5170600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356049582324140786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SlSCt7HPSvI/AAAAAAAAAiA/_SyXfMipfA4/s320/P5170600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SlSCOsqTrwI/AAAAAAAAAh4/6M42ffLbEqc/s1600-h/P5150237.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hello babies. im updating from my outlet, the boy's on the way to fetch me. i know this blog is like dusty, full of cobwebs. ngahaha. im sorry for the very much lack of updates. not that i dont want to update, just that i dont really have the time to do so. i dont really go online nowadays u see. sorray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;the boy is leaving for National Service this friday. i used to worry coz i wouldnt know how to fill in my time, but then now i dont really worry that much coz i got work work and work and i realised that i havent been spending enough time with my mother. so i was planning to spend more time with her. i miss going out with my mother. maybe i should bring her out shopping next week. weee :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;next week thank god my schedule is not that tight coz theres a new girl at work, and she does day shifts. so tak terok la sgt aku. if not im working in the morning everyday its very tiring la. u know when u go to school, the exhaustion is different. when u go to work the exhaustion is different. i rather go to school and feel the drain from it rather than work. jeeeez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;okay bye cannot update so much. ive got to siap my bf's reaching. toodles ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6779541968789950982-2229253459189433961?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2229253459189433961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=2229253459189433961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/2229253459189433961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/2229253459189433961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/07/hysteria.html' title='hysteria'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SlSCt7HPSvI/AAAAAAAAAiA/_SyXfMipfA4/s72-c/P5170600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-8402750293416694993</id><published>2009-06-27T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T17:35:38.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>go shawty, ish your bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SkXluCNg-3I/AAAAAAAAAhw/MYrXzGJcjfQ/s1600-h/IMG_8078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351936311230004082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SkXluCNg-3I/AAAAAAAAAhw/MYrXzGJcjfQ/s320/IMG_8078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;hello babies. it is like finally my off day so its like yahoo i woke up at ard 1.30 in the afternoon. heh heh. its been so long since i woke up that late weeehooo. so ya mum was nice enough to cook for me my favourite ikan cincaru bakar coz im not working today. so i pretty much bummed ard at home. and now, im sitting in front of the lappie with my mother trying to braid my hair for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;going to meet the boy in about half an hour. we're celebrating ahmad's bday. i heard its only the 3 of us, so that is pretty much romantic ngahahah. my schedule next week is still like shyte god knows how much i hate it. argh so annoying. it is my younger brother's bday on monday and im working full shift. oh please, alrdy i didnt buy for him anything(yet) but at least being at home to say happy bday to him like ard 400000 times is good enough what. but no, im working full shift coz wanting and fish start school and they can only work closing so tadaaa here comes shiqa to the rescue. rescue my foot la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tmr im finally meeting kakak, iz, yati all. im so egggcited coz like so long ALL of us went out together. and i dont really know what to wear coz currently my leg has been attacked my mosquitoes and i have so many bintat bintat. trust me when i say many. BANYAK LA PLS. so i cant wear dresses, shorts, skirts. im left with jeans and my flood pants so that is so not helping. heeyer. okay i complain too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;eh tak fair feka da keje kat office. aku masih kat tmpt bodoh tu. cb la. k bye my hair is done, i need to siap and meet the boyyyyyy :) toodles!&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/6779541968789950982-8402750293416694993?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8402750293416694993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8402750293416694993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8402750293416694993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8402750293416694993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/06/go-shawty-ish-your-bday.html' title='go shawty, ish your bday'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SkXluCNg-3I/AAAAAAAAAhw/MYrXzGJcjfQ/s72-c/IMG_8078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-869822120272234548</id><published>2009-06-22T13:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T14:07:24.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slavery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sj8cp6VqY6I/AAAAAAAAAho/ahb7KfCR0Vc/s1600-h/SNC00373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350026388699767714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sj8cp6VqY6I/AAAAAAAAAho/ahb7KfCR0Vc/s320/SNC00373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;this picture is very ol skool. it is like 2 months ago and my hair like so nice. now my hair like nb cb. the boy keeps on pestering me to cut a pixie crop but then i had alot of short hair before. when i was 15 i had my first mohawk, then i was addicted to cutting my hair. so i had another mohawk. then i had the pixie, i had this and that. it is very tempting now when i look at girls having the pixie cut but now my hair so long i like very sayang to cut. haiyer. isyamanab wants to do a medium bob. i almost did that like 2 months ago but i changed my mind. now im thinking to do something to my hair. so when the boy goes to Ns, i can go do something abt my hair and give him a surprise! maybe i should shave my head, then can have matching hairstyle with the boy. kwang kwang kwang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;yes the boy is going for Ns in less than 3 weeks oh shut up. 2 weeks confinement means im going home straight after work coz i will have nothing to do. syabas (Y) and my mother will raise both her hands and say "alhamdulillah nur. kau da tau balek siang skg." nyehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i hate work now. i seriously do. i felt like crying when i saw my schedule. my last off day was last tuesday and so i thought i'll get another today or at least wed la. but NO. my next off day is sat. like fucking cb so longggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg. argh i want to cry u know. sucks big time la. im so tiredddddddddddddd. yesterday i came back at 11. and i went straight to bed till today at 12 in the afternoon. i was damn beat la pls. and in fact, ive been sleeping early nowadays because im on opening like almost everyday. so syabas i have no life la. even the boy said, when he leaves for Ns, i should go get a life. thanks eh encik fareez. kau mmg la orang yang tersangat bijaksana dan bersifat simpati terhadap aku. cb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;okay bye im going to get ready to leave for work. heeyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-869822120272234548?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/869822120272234548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=869822120272234548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/869822120272234548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/869822120272234548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/06/slavery.html' title='slavery'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sj8cp6VqY6I/AAAAAAAAAho/ahb7KfCR0Vc/s72-c/SNC00373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-203282665753708945</id><published>2009-06-17T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:20:44.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diary of jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SjkHEMqL5WI/AAAAAAAAAhg/O4_ORSiXAn0/s1600-h/P6021055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348313801178211682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SjkHEMqL5WI/AAAAAAAAAhg/O4_ORSiXAn0/s320/P6021055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;hello babies. i just got back from sending the boy off to take 66 home. i tell you he will rot and berkerak in the bus la pls. i told him to take the train but excuse was malas ah nk tap abeh nk naik escalator smue. syabas. ive been having really bad period cramps since ysday. so i wasnt really like well enough to go out or whats not. so after work just now, he fetched me and we bought sushi and ate at bedok town park coz i wanted to play with the swings so badly -__- then had him over for dinner coz mum cooked and after that was lepak lepak and lepak coz aku nye cramps mcm cb. and we were watching stupid videos on youtube and adek and i were like tag team champions to irritate encik fareez azhar. weeeeheeeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;yesterday was a gooooooood lepak day. i wasnt on shift so met the boy at bedok where we 196-ed to get to ecp. and bentang polka dot mat and lepak while eating macaroni goreng and bubur kacang hijau that my mother prepared for us. weeee :) so then it started to drizzle while we were playing stupid post it games and we were damn expert we knew it was just a passing cloud. so while everyone else tgh huru hara trying to run for a shelter, we sardine still can kekek2 main game. champions i know. and it was indeed a passing cloud lor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;tmr is full shift haiyer. no drive to work alrdy. da mls. pls la. if they dont fire me, i quit la. but i cant even quit. fuck u know. damn cb. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;k bye. i want to go find something to do. byeeeeeee.&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/6779541968789950982-203282665753708945?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/203282665753708945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=203282665753708945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/203282665753708945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/203282665753708945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/06/diary-of-jane.html' title='diary of jane'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SjkHEMqL5WI/AAAAAAAAAhg/O4_ORSiXAn0/s72-c/P6021055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-6825305997796501474</id><published>2009-06-16T14:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T14:23:42.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but architecture won't do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sjc30WXcEjI/AAAAAAAAAhY/bxufTeU3OcY/s1600-h/Photo801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347804455022367282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sjc30WXcEjI/AAAAAAAAAhY/bxufTeU3OcY/s320/Photo801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;hello babies. yes i know it's been a week since i updated this space. im just lazy laaaaa. okay la it's because ive been working and working that by the time i come back home, i find it a chore to go online. so sorray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;so anyhoos, nothing much has been happening. just work, the boy, meeting the girls the other day. so my days have been completely filled, occupied. oh plus the other day, i got to catch drag me to hell with kakak and iz together with fareez over at vivo after work. i wasnt having a good day but the movie is okay la. cheated my feelings coz i thought it'd be scary but no. haiyer. and kakak was screaming beside me i wanted to slap her coz there's nothing to scream about. bloody hell. ngahah. and last week, me and the boy caught a midnight movie. the plan was to watch drag me to hell, abeh check2 the guy gave us the wrong ticket and we also kuku tak check, and we ended up watching ghost of girlfriends' past. i very geram one coz i dont watch that kind of lovey dovey movie i wanted to kill the guy at the ticket counter arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! but then overall the movie is sweet la. and i dont like to watch the sweet sweet movie coz later i cry i very cengeng. k too bad shiqa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;k i should die right now. the boy called saying that he's going out in like soon-ish AND IVE NOT EVEN BATHED! omg bye i will die k bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sjc2t76baEI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/HrgDHTujY5E/s1600-h/SNC00339.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-6825305997796501474?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6825305997796501474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=6825305997796501474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/6825305997796501474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/6825305997796501474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/06/but-architecture-wont-do.html' title='but architecture won&apos;t do'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sjc30WXcEjI/AAAAAAAAAhY/bxufTeU3OcY/s72-c/Photo801.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-9032555107860002609</id><published>2009-06-07T04:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T04:41:14.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll stop the world and melt with you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SirRnOoZMFI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ins12Ug2ExE/s1600-h/P6040969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344314379701137490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SirRnOoZMFI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ins12Ug2ExE/s320/P6040969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hello babies pls look at the time now. i will die if i dont go to sleep soon coz im almost of full shift tmr. sucks big time la. i wanted to do afternoon shift actually. shitness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;so anyways, the boy is over at bai's place with fadil all coz they got football tmr and im like half rotting, k not really. i had the time of my life trying to irritate him on facebook nyahaha. omg that day was siew leng's bday and she is like 1 lucky person la pls. she got samsung ultra touch from her friend which i have a feeling is her bf tapi she tanam dont want to admit its her bf. pe je. then mrs hau got her an ipod nano. chey that one i know like nong nong ago coz mrs hau bilang aku. and mrs hau was nice enough to help me order the cake from intercontinental too. so we the staff of ocha cha got siew leng a pair of havaianas coz she complained hers kicap alrdy syabas. before the celebration at the outlet, me and the boy waited for fina to finish school then jumpe akmal skali to look for siewleng's present. then satu2 perangai budak gemok complain lapar. and fi suggested popeyes at flyer. :) then bumped into my cousin whom i didnt know until quite recently, feka. mmg giler tebiat nk mampos. all these while, i was in the same school as her, as in ite, 2 classes away from her, and i nvr knew that she was my cousin. syabas our grandmothers are sister. lagi syabas berikan tepukkan gemuruh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;just now in the day i had ina over at my place for lepak. so long since i lepak and do nothing with her. so she came over after facial, then she went off to go out with her parents. i headed to the outlet to run some errands, met the boy and we had dinner. then went to meet bai and fadil. and ended up talking nonsense with them what else. oh and i got to see isyamanab for a while too at cityhall coz she had to pass me some things. she looks like a lobster! she just came back from sentosa. mampos. next week, the boy and i we're going sentosa and thats it la. fareez azhar akan hangus and so will i. syabas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;k bye nk tido. will update this space soon when i have the time :)&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/6779541968789950982-9032555107860002609?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/9032555107860002609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=9032555107860002609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/9032555107860002609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/9032555107860002609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/06/ill-stop-world-and-melt-with-you.html' title='i&apos;ll stop the world and melt with you.'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SirRnOoZMFI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ins12Ug2ExE/s72-c/P6040969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-5244735769687106268</id><published>2009-06-02T13:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T14:03:52.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A for Azhar :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SiS7C-GkeKI/AAAAAAAAAg4/2ES3sNZZXc8/s1600-h/4518_93922730744_679160744_1910434_6157289_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342600717672937634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SiS7C-GkeKI/AAAAAAAAAg4/2ES3sNZZXc8/s320/4518_93922730744_679160744_1910434_6157289_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; hello babies! time check: 1.39pm on my laptop. and guess what?  I JUST WOKE UP OMG. pls call me a pig all u want. but i was really tired. chey excuses. no lah. just that it's been so long since i woke up late. CHEY excuses again. hahaha. i've woken up at 8 to wake the boy up for work then i k.o-ed till about 11, when he texted me to freaking wake up coz i needed to run some errands. but then i read his msgs and was like ahhh pegi mampos i want to sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. OMG IM SUCHA PIG. then at about just now, he called and was so surprised to hear that i was still sleeping. ngahahahah! and he told me that he finished work at 4 so aku was like "ah k mampos i bgn skg" ahhh bagos ah. bgn bukannye nk mandi, tapi duduk depan laptop. contoh yang sangat baik. syabas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i got to go down to the outlet later to get some stuff, then run my errands and meet the boy. but i doubt i cn do everything and be at town by 4-ish. so mampos syabas kau nurshiqah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;omg lemme share with u people one story. i know u dont want to know but to hell my problem ah i want to share. yesterday my older brother wanted to change in my room, and he told me that there's a HUGEEEEEEEEE lizard behind my door. so i was like ahhh fuck nb cb i cannot stand lizards or cockroaches in my house i will be on full force mission to kill them right away. so i ran to get baygon -____- so i sprayed the baygon like seriously full force at the cicak and it started to mabok or whatnot and it almost went into my parents' bedroom. so i was like AHHH FUCK U NB CB DONT RUN AWAY CB CB CB! and fyi, that was like at 1am in the morning and my parents thought i was nuts alrdy. so i ran after that annoying cb lizard and it went back into my room AND IT FREAKING CRAWLED ALL THE WAY TO MY WARDROBE. INTO MY FREAKING WARDROBE! thats when i seriously gave up la pls. i just burst out crying, with my brothers laughing at me, then my father came to my rescue. he was like "mane mane? da takde kan" like freaking hell mane mane your head. i couldve finished that whole can of baygon spraying that bloody cicak and now when it's inside my wardrobe alrdy, u ask mane! argh. so i cried and wailed saying that it's in my wardrobe. so of course my father champion of all time opened my wardrobe and started to search for the bloody lizard coz i was like crying like a stupid child. and jeng jeng jeng the lizard came out and God knows what my father did with it and then he threw it away. the happy people during this commotion were my 2 brothers who made a whole joke out of it. laughing at me coz i was crying, saying that next time i'd find a tarantula or a komodo dragon or a rat in my room. and my older brother could still add on that if there's a rat in our house, he'll keep it and make it as his pet. like NB CB i tell u. i was crying and sobbing and suffocating coz i sprayed like a whole damn lot of baygon ah i tell u. fuck u know i hate these bloody lizards. argh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;k moral of the story is, if it happens that it is only u in the house who's always forever seeing lizards in the house, that means you are damn suay LIKE ME! and if you always see it in your room even though your room is (i guarantee you) spick and span, that means you belong in the living room. IVE BEEN SLEEPING IN THE LIVING ROOM FOR FREAKING 2 MONTHS IMAGINE THAT! just when i had the intention of moving back into my room, I SEE ANOTHER FREAKING CICAK. fuck fuck fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i think im going to kenal2 with the abg2 pest control who always eat breakfast at the kedai kopi opp my place so that they can get rid of cockroaches and lizards at my place for free. weeeee what a good bargain! NGAHAHA okay pls i was just joking. i dont want to get my head chopped off when somebody reads this so ya chey joking laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;k bye i want to bathe and siap2 mampos kejap lagi kene jerit kalau member tgu lambat. k thx byeeeeeeeeeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;p/s: you bring better future than i had in the past&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/6779541968789950982-5244735769687106268?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5244735769687106268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=5244735769687106268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/5244735769687106268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/5244735769687106268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-azhar.html' title='A for Azhar :)'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SiS7C-GkeKI/AAAAAAAAAg4/2ES3sNZZXc8/s72-c/4518_93922730744_679160744_1910434_6157289_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-204775361548924394</id><published>2009-05-29T01:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T01:35:51.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suara, dengarkan aku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sh7INFVKOXI/AAAAAAAAAgo/kRHZfw2jZxg/s1600-h/P5240993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340926335202769266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sh7INFVKOXI/AAAAAAAAAgo/kRHZfw2jZxg/s320/P5240993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;hello babies. im waiting for the boy to come back from work, so might as well i update this space to kill time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;yesterday was carrie's last day at ocha cha. so we all planned to go lau pa sat to have supper together. so on shift was me, hamdan carrie and siewleng. so the rest were suppose to meet at the outlet by closing ah. but then jinmei champion. she came with like a freaking whole lot of food la! so then we killed the idea of eating out coz jinmei champion. then carrie went to buy rice at the supermarket, then we cooked it at the outlet. abeh she still can buy like roasted chicken all. syabas. so we had like a reunion dinner at the outlet. it was so funny. it was suppose to be a farewell dinner but it looked like a reunion instead. then carrie's bf still can bring pizza. MAMPOS. then we had like lots of cheesecakes thanks to mrs hau. so everybody went home with their tummy full. confirm plus chop full la pls. hahaha. especially me. NGAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;just now work was like zzZZZzzzZZ. everyone was like so sleepy and dead la pls. i clocked out at 5 ish almost 6. and i actually slept till abt 7.30 ish and i started to panic coz i was suppose to meet fareez. i was like OMG WHY NOBODY WOKE ME UP ARGH. thanks to siewleng who was talking so loudly to jinmei that i woke up. or else i think i would sleep till closing ah. but but but good thing was that the boy had alot of work to do so i wasnt late ngahah. tmr im on full  shift syabas. then weeekends on opening shift. and the boy has family gatherings so i wont see him for like 3 days? champion. we is champion. nyek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i miss ina and dee and najib and isyamanab. ive not seen these ppl for a long time. it is not that i dont want to meet them. but its just that im working and im always at cityhall area there. the only time im at the east is when im like heading home. or else, when the boy fetches me from work or whatnot, we'll be ard cityhall or town. jeeez. i dont call them often but i do text them hoping they're doing ok and all. but i just want to meet them la. haiyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;okay i'll stop here. i have a looooong day tmr. i'll update again when i have the timeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-204775361548924394?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/204775361548924394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=204775361548924394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/204775361548924394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/204775361548924394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/05/suara-dengarkan-aku.html' title='suara, dengarkan aku'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sh7INFVKOXI/AAAAAAAAAgo/kRHZfw2jZxg/s72-c/P5240993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-480611566612454701</id><published>2009-05-25T16:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T16:47:54.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confusianity ya haaaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/ShpYq9K17ZI/AAAAAAAAAgg/34EEAF1Oaeo/s1600-h/P5230921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339677803198934418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/ShpYq9K17ZI/AAAAAAAAAgg/34EEAF1Oaeo/s320/P5230921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;hello babies. i got abiiit of time left before i leave to meet the boy at lavender later. we went to school just now to collect our cert, then had lunch in school. saw few familiar faces, and mrs lui! was so happy to see her. she so cute. still so quirky. so after lunch, the boy left for work and i went homeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ive got an interview tmr at clarke quay at 1pm but im on opening shift at 10am. so howwwwww! like nb cb u know. but nvm i hope siewleng changes my shift or smtg. ehhh omg! yesterday me and fareez went to bottle tree park, i damn jakon pls. yes the boy doesnt find the place fascinating at all but too bad la i wanted to go. so we jln2 then he damn kental dont want to ride on the swans coz nnt kayuh2 berpeluh. weak ah lu geng. nyekkkk. after bottle tree, we went down to jurong point to meet kakak after work. we've not since her eversince we got back from bandung so we're pretty hyped to see her and iz lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;i feel that i have no time for things in a way or another. but at the same time, i dont know what im so occupied with. it is that irritating feeling in u kinda thing. i have so many to juggle and all. and i have to plan 4/5A reunion which like ahhhh fuckkkkkkkkkkk i seriously got no time! and ive got SL gathering to plan too. im like ahhh great. i have 24 hrs in a day somebody help me pleaseeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;br&gt;&lt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i whine and complain all the time i wonder how the boy can tolerate me for 2 freaking years. oh he claims that he just doesnt have to layan me. K THANKS AH MEMBER. tabrak kang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i still have not finished uploading bandung pictures into facebook. ive not even told u guys abt bandung and all. arghhhhhhhhhh i am so lazy to update nowadays. i might as well close down this space. jeeez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;okay gtg. later alligator! :)&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/6779541968789950982-480611566612454701?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/480611566612454701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=480611566612454701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/480611566612454701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/480611566612454701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/05/confusianity-ya-haaaa.html' title='confusianity ya haaaa!'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/ShpYq9K17ZI/AAAAAAAAAgg/34EEAF1Oaeo/s72-c/P5230921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-6540708101557053406</id><published>2009-05-22T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T01:33:53.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're impossible to find</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/ShWP5wrU5gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/meKUYoaeHRg/s1600-h/P5170588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338331155799533058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/ShWP5wrU5gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/meKUYoaeHRg/s320/P5170588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;hello babies! yes im back. and im sick. nb cb im down with God knows what. sore throat lah. flu lah. fever lah. k whatever. thats not the point. i havent got enough strength and time to upload pictures into facebook and all. so wait ok. be patient and wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i got alot of stories to share but i got to hog on the phone soon coz i got to go to sleep also im on opening shift tmr! jeeez. alright, i shall update real soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;take care babies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-6540708101557053406?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6540708101557053406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=6540708101557053406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/6540708101557053406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/6540708101557053406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/05/youre-impossible-to-find.html' title='you&apos;re impossible to find'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/ShWP5wrU5gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/meKUYoaeHRg/s72-c/P5170588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-5740106322552594583</id><published>2009-05-14T02:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T02:36:38.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidayyyyyyyyyyy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SgsSNRVTt-I/AAAAAAAAAgI/9x0IyIsOJvI/s1600-h/n679160744_1910422_5448367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335378202750859234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SgsSNRVTt-I/AAAAAAAAAgI/9x0IyIsOJvI/s320/n679160744_1910422_5448367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;hello babies. it is like half past 2am on a thursday morning and i have like about 4 more hours to sleep before i have to wake up and get ready for the big big day! omg i cannot believe im finally going to jakarta&amp;amp;bandung. i worked my ass off for this trip and finally. OMGGGGGGG. i am so eggcited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;but while im so excited, fareez azhar is behind me asleep when he is suppose to be ironing his shirt. damn bloody cb. tido muke burok sumpah. ngahaha. this is going to be a short entry coz my mother is really making alot of noise, asking me to sleep alrdy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;so ya. pray for my safety. im going to have fun there with my friends. i'll post up pictures on facebook when im back. and of course, feed u guys with a looooooooooooooooooooooong update!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;take care babies! sayonara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-5740106322552594583?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5740106322552594583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=5740106322552594583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/5740106322552594583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/5740106322552594583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/05/holidayyyyyyyyyyy.html' title='holidayyyyyyyyyyy!'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SgsSNRVTt-I/AAAAAAAAAgI/9x0IyIsOJvI/s72-c/n679160744_1910422_5448367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-3118104519834494010</id><published>2009-05-11T03:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T03:48:33.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sgcr7-DaIdI/AAAAAAAAAgA/rhahSnH4n6U/s1600-h/n544677428_2201009_6248287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334280592913211858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sgcr7-DaIdI/AAAAAAAAAgA/rhahSnH4n6U/s320/n544677428_2201009_6248287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hello babies. its like half past 3 on a monday morning. syabas i am suppose to wake up in 5 hours and im not even asleep yet! omg i have so many things to update la pls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;last friday was the bomb. i was on shift till 4pm afterwhich me, dee and ina went to jibbies' bday pit. omg i dont know alot of people there but who the hell cares i started to talk to everybody like as if i know them for 67 years syabas. but then there were familiar faces of course like zarifah, rafeeq, simah and all. and the unfamiliar ones also jadi familiar la ngahhahaha. so then after jibbies' pit i took the bus back to bedok to go lepak with asyraf, then later ama and zah joined. it was a gooooood friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;then sat was bangun lambat day i was very happy that i could finally wake up late since god knows when. so met wan and fareez at bedok inter. then tgu 196 nk pegi marine parade boleh bercinta aku. met junny at mandarin gardens there and we headed for irna's bday pit. omg i was so happy to congregate with my school friends. i mean even though not alot were there but its better than nothing what. and we actually talked abt how fast time flies and we're so done with ITE and it feels like yesterday that they dont like me coz they thought that i was snobbish. thanks eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;my sunday was like -___- yes it was mothers' day and the whole plan was to go over to my uncle's place with my mother but then she paitao-ed me syabas. so i had ina over at my place for a while. then when she left for her friend's wedding, i went down to town to meet fareez azhar coz i was bored to death. had dinner, and dropped by botak jones to see if omar was working which he obviously was. skg omar da jadi pekerja setia botak jones syabas. and bumped into ijad skating there too. syabas. then the boy had clearing so i was home rather early just now. syabas shiqa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;AND OMG DID I TELL YOU THAT MY YOUNGER BROTHER BOUGHT ME A CAREBEAR?! yes he did. he bought for me the pink one; the cheer bear. syabas. now i sleep with azhar's funshine bear and my adek's cheer bear. my adek so sweet one hor. then my mother was like &lt;em&gt;"ayid tak belikan mama anything? its mothers' day. why u belikan kakak?"&lt;/em&gt; and adek aku dgn slumber nye &lt;em&gt;"oh sorry ayid lupe la mothers' day. mama share la the bear with kakak"&lt;/em&gt; syabas brother. good job. you is champion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;k bye nk tido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG IT'S 2 DAYS AWAY FROM JAKARTA AND BANDUNG IM SOOOOO EGGGCITED! AND MAMPOS BLUM PACK SYABAS. K THX BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&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/6779541968789950982-3118104519834494010?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3118104519834494010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=3118104519834494010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/3118104519834494010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/3118104519834494010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/05/worth.html' title='worth'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sgcr7-DaIdI/AAAAAAAAAgA/rhahSnH4n6U/s72-c/n544677428_2201009_6248287.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-3749563636749415712</id><published>2009-05-08T02:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:17:58.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you were</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;it was just 3 thursdays ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i miss you tom welling.&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/6779541968789950982-3749563636749415712?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3749563636749415712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=3749563636749415712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/3749563636749415712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/3749563636749415712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-were.html' title='you were'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6779541968789950982.post-4697392209157496149</id><published>2009-05-03T10:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T11:09:00.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gravity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sf0FwTelnMI/AAAAAAAAAfw/iHSO67TEiO4/s1600-h/1_553010907l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331423861296962754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sf0FwTelnMI/AAAAAAAAAfw/iHSO67TEiO4/s320/1_553010907l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hello babies. it is finally my off day. ive been waiting for sunday like God knows what la pls. so today im suppose to go to my uncle's place with my mother later then after that in the evening im going out to meet azhar. i am trying to squeeze in everything into one day la. i mean i dont have any off days again until next weekend. so its like im abit frantic about my off days ngahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;so the other time at work was so funny coz jin mei's latte art looked like a ribcage and she burst out laughing at herself in front of the customer. mampos. and then yesterday i was teaching her the 12 months in english and got all jumbled up it was so hilarious. then i had company for awhile coz azhar went down to the outlet for awhile. then after work i had some "me" time which was rather good. ngahaha i feel so pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;im so bored la plsssssss. ina's like having breakfast with her parents so best. then dee's busy with her cousin's wedding. fareez azhar is sleeping like a damn pig. isyanabab is rotting her life away. kakak is working. booo im so boredddddddddddddddd. my parents are out to a funeral. my granduncle passed away this morning. and im stuck with my my younger brother at home. but the good thing about it is that, its been a long long time since i have the house to myself kinda thing. okay wadeva im talking nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;okay da lah bye i want to go find something to eat. im starving. and oh ya btw, mrs hau told me that its advisable that i wear a mask when im in the airplane to jakarta. DGR TU IRNA? BELI MASK. TAKE PRECAUTIONS AGAINST SWINE FLUUUUUUUUUUU. bloody swine. damn taik u know this swine flu. make me paranoid only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;k thx bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-4697392209157496149?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4697392209157496149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=4697392209157496149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/4697392209157496149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/4697392209157496149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/05/gravity.html' title='gravity'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sf0FwTelnMI/AAAAAAAAAfw/iHSO67TEiO4/s72-c/1_553010907l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-8140579084703599209</id><published>2009-05-01T16:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T16:48:14.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dengarkan aku, ku merinudukanmu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sfq1ZPMg_MI/AAAAAAAAAfo/EQ6eT462MXY/s1600-h/1_100067135l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330772554126785730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sfq1ZPMg_MI/AAAAAAAAAfo/EQ6eT462MXY/s320/1_100067135l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; hello babies. i texted iris. and my bus is coming in like 10 mins so i'll make this a quick one. first of all, happy labour day! second of all, happy bday fit! ngahaha. that stupid gundubrain so classic, i texted him saying happy bday and he asked me who i was. syabas. i feel like texting him back, aku bestfriend kau nye bekas. babi. hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;so great its labour day and im doing 6 to closing. what a loser. i asked for full shift but tak dapat. sedih bulu. so tmr will be another day of 6 to closing then im off on sunday. i actually ajak-ed my mother to go over to my uncle's place coz like so long since i went out with her. thats prolly in the early afternoon. then in the evening i can go meet azhar since tht boy is not working anyways :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;my 2 days of fullshift on wed and thurs(yesterday) was seriously so tiring coz we have been busy. i mean suddenly customers come in secara mendadak kinda thing. ish. gak ada masa loe tuk prepare. ngahaha. so ya. next week im doing alot of morning shifts and 2 days of full. so its not that bad la. my body clock also like da used to it. like today im working at 6 and i actually woke up at 10 automatically but i forced myself to go back to sleep till abt 12 cannot tahan alrdy must wake up. cannot sleep anymore. stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;okay bye im going to leave now or i'll miss my bus. and i shall be nice and get siewleng dinner on the way to work. ngahaha. k this is no sucking up okay. its just that that my poor supervisor stayed till late ysday doing stock counts and i didnt stay along coz aku da sumpah penat giler and when i reached home, i wanted to sleep, my mother can still ajak me bebual. thanks mother. and when today im at home like half the day, she go sleep. syabas. but then she cooked for me asam pedas heh heh. padahal she hates asam pedas for shits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;k bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-8140579084703599209?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8140579084703599209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8140579084703599209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8140579084703599209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8140579084703599209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/05/dengarkan-aku-ku-merinudukanmu.html' title='dengarkan aku, ku merinudukanmu'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sfq1ZPMg_MI/AAAAAAAAAfo/EQ6eT462MXY/s72-c/1_100067135l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-8095631253290438674</id><published>2009-04-29T02:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T02:45:23.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lebih dari apa pun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SfdLIeQzwQI/AAAAAAAAAfg/ufU0LNaT_QA/s1600-h/Photo668..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329811292950872322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SfdLIeQzwQI/AAAAAAAAAfg/ufU0LNaT_QA/s320/Photo668..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hello babies. yes lack of updates i knowwww. ive been busy with nothing but work of course. in a way or another, i dont see any point of complaining abt work coz nothing much i can do anyways. so ya. wow, its like only 15 days to jakarta&amp;amp;bandung and im so hyped like seriously. ngahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;just now was a good day. in fact, my days have been rather okay, good. coz even though i work full shift, i have my friends dropping by to say hello and what not. coz its like i have no time to meet them, they make time to see me at work. awww so sweeet. and it somehow lifted my mood kinda thing when im at work lor. so on the days that i end work early, like yesterday as in monday and just now, i go meet my friends lor. so just now was window shopping with dee then dinner with her, ina and fareez. it feels so good to have my bestfriends with me la pls. i feel at ease kinda thing. so ya anyways i wanted to see all of them so badly coz i'll be working straight till sunday. so ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;alot of time has been spent with fareez azhar. i feel comfortable being ard him, and i am so thankful at the fact that he's my bestfriend, i know he's always there for me. i mean in times like this, i really need my bestfriends coz i dont know when im just going to stumble and fall. generally, i am doing ok. but the moving a step ahead is somehow unpredictable. i can be okay today and the next day im not. i dont get to see the girls as often as i see fareez, but im glad they do bother to call and text me to ask if im okay or what not. so right now, i am so thankful to have my bestfriends with me. i have always needed them, and i still need them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i guess sometimes in life you cannot really do things discreetly kinda thing. like the world is watching you. your every step, every movement and what not. and hence, you just gave to face the music whether you like it or not. okay this might have no relevance to anything but im just being random, like i always do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i miss updating this space but my life's been rather mundane so i dont really have entertaining things to post up here hahah. okay i have to sleep im on full shift tmr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;toodles babies! :)&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/6779541968789950982-8095631253290438674?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8095631253290438674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8095631253290438674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8095631253290438674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8095631253290438674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/04/lebih-dari-apa-pun.html' title='lebih dari apa pun'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SfdLIeQzwQI/AAAAAAAAAfg/ufU0LNaT_QA/s72-c/Photo668..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-247670330252501472</id><published>2009-04-24T02:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T02:57:55.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SfC326ziUZI/AAAAAAAAAfY/WhZH4L0HWHI/s1600-h/IMG_2513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327960513305530770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SfC326ziUZI/AAAAAAAAAfY/WhZH4L0HWHI/s320/IMG_2513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;hello babies. just a short update for my faithful readers -__- i am sorry for the lack of updates or whatsnot. ive been rather busy with work. yes this week damn terok pls i have to do 4 days straight of full shifts. coz currently as u know fina's on attachment and hamdan's busy enjoying his life coz he's going ns soon. like what the hell haha. so ya it all boils down to me aku kene keje full shift syabas i will be rich by may. yes i will be rich. then i shall use up all my pay for jakarta/bandung. then balek singapore mkn rumput. SYABAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;so yes im still alive but just tired by the time i come back from work. and i make it a point to be asleep by not later than 3am so that i wont be late for work the next day. im such a champion. and so far i havent been late so i better dont jinx it. and to those who knows, dont ask me know what because that means u obviously dont know. PEOPLE, i am doing fine. i am fine, yah. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;and to shufinah, makcik aku rindu kau. i hate it lah when u have this whole SIP thing then i see you lesser. jeeez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and i miss my schoolmates too. k nvm we all shall meet up on irna's bbq syabas. nanti aku peluk korg k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;alright bye its time to sleep. i hand scrubbed the floor at work just now, tile by tile. and now my arms are like aching syabas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-247670330252501472?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/247670330252501472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=247670330252501472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/247670330252501472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/247670330252501472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/04/alive.html' title='alive'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SfC326ziUZI/AAAAAAAAAfY/WhZH4L0HWHI/s72-c/IMG_2513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-8118589480600935138</id><published>2009-04-17T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:42:42.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>done</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;used to be then one of the rotten ones and i liked you for that.&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/6779541968789950982-8118589480600935138?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8118589480600935138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8118589480600935138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8118589480600935138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8118589480600935138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/04/done.html' title='done'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6779541968789950982.post-1225584474057797724</id><published>2009-04-16T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T14:13:43.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunshine after the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SebGdmYewqI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/-_B3X8zSC-A/s1600-h/2976_80081498888_575858888_1651114_4286498_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325161821233922722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SebGdmYewqI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/-_B3X8zSC-A/s320/2976_80081498888_575858888_1651114_4286498_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; hello babies. its been like days since i uploaded this space here. so today i got abit of time coz im working at 6 weehooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;first things first, ive been out alot. like really alot. the last time i updated was erm, to wish my mother happy bday on saturday. so i had a spanking good saturday anyways. i went to meet my pretty girls; dee and ina. we roamed ard plaza sing then fitriyanna came along. so we had like "alas perut" kinda thing at kfc. then after light food, dee and fit went to geylang to carik baju kurungs while me and ina headed to somerset to meet fareez azhar! so i had my 2 bestfriends with me on that day. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH YA! FAREEZ AZHAR GOT ME A CACTUS AND A FUNSHINE CAREBEAR!&lt;/span&gt; ahhh omg i damn excited one la pls! k stop it eh. the 3 of us had pastamania then we watched fast &amp;amp; furious 4 with bai also. abeh bai like freaking lmbt. wasted wasted. so after the movie ina kene balek, then me fareez and bai had like nowhere to go. then we terserempak pali and nel. yay champion and all of us ended up at flyer nye popeyes syabas. menyekik ajeeee. so overall, i had a good saturday coz i got to spend it with kickass people! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sunday was sentosaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa with fareez, kakak and yati! iz couldnt come along coz he was down with asthma. abeh kakak sedih ngahaha. so we went to tanjong beach. syabas it was very quiet and peaceful. and i even had a heart to heart talk with kakak about things that im not happy with. abeh ade bangla nk pasang telinga aku geram mcm nk chokeslam bangla tu. then of course being my bestfriend, fareez azhar carried me to the water. it was lucky enough that i didnt punch him or something. sorry ah i scared of sea water u got problem is it? k no problem is, im scared of jellyfishes. ngahaha k kentz. so after sentosa was meeting iz at vivo for dinner then it was arcade! kakak was the most classic one coz die damn smangat bole jadi bahan kekek. and and and, guess what iz, kakak and yati got for me? they got me the baby G watch! its so pink and cute and pretty! tapi syabas the manual book is fareez's place and aku abit ngok nk adjust2 bende. ngahaha. okay i had a great sunday coz i finally got to be out with iz, kakak, yati and fareez:) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;monday is a normal day alrdy. i had really bad monday blues at work. then work ended early for me. so i met kakak and iz at joochiat and we all had dinner at simpang. then it was home. tuesday was ICA with fareez coz that boy wants to do his passport what nonsense la. then it was beach road for late lunch. then it was joo chiat to meet kakak and to carik mum's bday present also. then we had dinner at teh tarik then it was reservoir-ing then balek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;my days have been rather good lah so far. minus the fact that i have to deal with countless bullshits from some people. whatever la. i shall not waste my precious time, so i dont want to bother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ok ok i want to eat. i shall update again when i have things to post up alright. u take care babies! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: it's finally time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-1225584474057797724?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1225584474057797724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=1225584474057797724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/1225584474057797724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/1225584474057797724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunshine-after-rain.html' title='sunshine after the rain'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SebGdmYewqI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/-_B3X8zSC-A/s72-c/2976_80081498888_575858888_1651114_4286498_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-4968410675110346757</id><published>2009-04-11T06:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T06:45:49.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy bdayyy mother!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sd_KrqNluQI/AAAAAAAAAfI/b9aX1hTNqgU/s1600-h/1_658328132l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323196135989688578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sd_KrqNluQI/AAAAAAAAAfI/b9aX1hTNqgU/s320/1_658328132l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my dearest mother, HAPPY 44th bday!&lt;/span&gt; thank you for being there for me when i come back in the wee hours of the night/morning to listen to me yack about my day. thank you for understanding me inside out. thank you for being my bestfriend at home. thank you for the faith you've always had in me. thank you for making me believe in myself more than i can believe in anybody else. thank you for the annoying days that you would wake me up and make me talk nonsense with you just because you cant sleep. and of course, thank you for the many many many love showered to me. may you be blessed with pretty days, good health and good wealth. i love you more! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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mother!'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sd_KrqNluQI/AAAAAAAAAfI/b9aX1hTNqgU/s72-c/1_658328132l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-5765439981850746616</id><published>2009-04-10T13:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T14:02:03.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>senggol senggolan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sd7eNzB7_eI/AAAAAAAAAfA/3XTRTlm4Wts/s1600-h/DSCN4940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322936138216504802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sd7eNzB7_eI/AAAAAAAAAfA/3XTRTlm4Wts/s320/DSCN4940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;hello babies. i had a wonderful bday yesterday. so i eventually got bored rotting halfway at home, i went to meet dee and najib over at tamp. coz the both of them very jakon they went to tampines 1 to check out that place while i cannot be bothered coz i dont really favour crowded places, and i dont really favour tampines dont ask me why! so the both of them window shopped to kill time before we went to paya lebar to meet ina and ashiekha. so all of us, the ashadelliqah + najib went to grandlink to sing stupid songs. i die die wanted to sing my dangdut song. and dee die die want to sing that timbaland song aku sakit perut nyanyi lagu tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;overall, i had a kickass time. and and and! jibbies, ina and dee actually bought me that straw bag that i wanted to buy, in fact, almost bought it lah! and i was screaming when i tore open the wrapping paper coz aku eggggcited nk mampos. thank you babies. for spending my bday with me, and for getting me that bag. i loveee you many many!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;so today is stay at home day. which is not that bad afterall. i kinda miss my mother so having her at home is quite alright. prolly maybe in the late afternoon or evening i might just go and lepak with Asyraf or smtg? maybeeee. we'll see abt that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;tmr Azhar and i might be going to the zoo and thats spankin fun la pls. i want to see charlie weehooo! but thats a big might. we're not sure either ngahaha. okay now i gtg. i got to help my mother cook. yes pls read: COOK. how much i hate cooking, i cannot run away from it right? okay wdv. k thx bye! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sd7eNzB7_eI/AAAAAAAAAfA/3XTRTlm4Wts/s72-c/DSCN4940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-7735670411250297837</id><published>2009-04-09T05:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T05:37:25.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bdayyy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sd0XlQbb8hI/AAAAAAAAAe4/LCK4yEjbC9s/s1600-h/SNC00197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322436263454437906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sd0XlQbb8hI/AAAAAAAAAe4/LCK4yEjbC9s/s320/SNC00197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;hello babies. thank you for the advanced wishes, the right on the dot ones (that one goes to my childhood friend of 12 years, Azri). the many many text msgs, on msn, facebook, my tagboard whatever la. thank you soooo much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;wow it's my bday like wow finally hahah. and i am actually not working till sunday just to celebrate my bday. okay aku damn kental one i know. so later im going to tag along my bf when he runs his errands coz i miss my bf so many many ive not seen him for a week plus! then im meeting my bestfriends for karaoke! weehooooooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;k thx bye. hold on for a more happening update ngahaha!&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/6779541968789950982-7735670411250297837?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7735670411250297837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=7735670411250297837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7735670411250297837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7735670411250297837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/04/bdayyy.html' title='bdayyy!'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sd0XlQbb8hI/AAAAAAAAAe4/LCK4yEjbC9s/s72-c/SNC00197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-6334251871497915664</id><published>2009-04-05T02:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T02:24:23.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're the problem and you can't feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i am so so so freaking upset. today's not a good day. sometimes i wish people would use their brains that God has lent them and stop being so freakin ignorant about things. my saturday was definitely not what i expected it to be. but then again, it feels good to finally use the auto-reject function on my phone after so long. except, now's on a different person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;jeez. i hope for happier entries in the time to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-6334251871497915664?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6334251871497915664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=6334251871497915664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/6334251871497915664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/6334251871497915664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/04/youre-problem-and-you-cant-feel.html' title='you&apos;re the problem and you can&apos;t feel'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6779541968789950982.post-8252451145794511461</id><published>2009-04-01T08:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T08:51:14.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pokerface</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SdK4X7c4w5I/AAAAAAAAAew/tCI8Omo_ibA/s1600-h/n679160744_1571161_9519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319516831113331602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SdK4X7c4w5I/AAAAAAAAAew/tCI8Omo_ibA/s320/n679160744_1571161_9519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; okay. i woke up in the morning with the intentions to check my results, update this space then go send my little brother to the clinic and run my errands too. but then, just when i start to blog hop, it totally killed my mood to update this space abt my happy days spent coz aku tersangat lah menyampah with what ive came across. i came across some stupid childish blogs that irks the hell out of me at 8.30 in the morning syabas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;eh pls la. how old alrdy? can u pls act your age at least. i rmbered when i was your age, i wasnt busy entertaining nonsense and spurting out crap on blogs or tagboards. so freakin attention seeking pls perangai. when i was your age, i was busy going to work, teaching my juniors, going for gigs, jamming and having fun with my friends. pls, if u feel you lack of attention, always rmb that u have yourself =) go give yourself much attention needed and you'll be just fine. perangai burok pls. argh i cannot stand reading these kind of "fanatic" attention seeking blogs that belongs to kids. bloody hell. not saying that im that old to say anything. but bottomline is, pls freaking grow up. oh u can be a child at heart. but pls dont be a child in the cyberworld. my god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;k thx bye. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-8252451145794511461?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8252451145794511461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8252451145794511461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8252451145794511461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8252451145794511461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/04/pokerface.html' title='pokerface'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SdK4X7c4w5I/AAAAAAAAAew/tCI8Omo_ibA/s72-c/n679160744_1571161_9519.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-7387181691525973530</id><published>2009-03-30T04:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T04:57:07.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sc_eeVF7U-I/AAAAAAAAAeo/P0XtudHlNgE/s1600-h/n679160744_1571723_4456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318714297587291106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sc_eeVF7U-I/AAAAAAAAAeo/P0XtudHlNgE/s320/n679160744_1571723_4456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;when you feel alone, down in the dumps, always remember that you have yourself. have faith. without realising, you'll be moving a step forward, slowly drifting away from what's putting you down. soon, you wont taste that bitter medicine that you have to swallow. slowly but surely. have faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;im not naming to whom this entry is for. but somehow, i feel saddened when i heard about her. i may not know her that well but then again, best wishes from me. i hope you make it through. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-7387181691525973530?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7387181691525973530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=7387181691525973530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7387181691525973530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7387181691525973530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/03/have-heart.html' title='have heart'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sc_eeVF7U-I/AAAAAAAAAeo/P0XtudHlNgE/s72-c/n679160744_1571723_4456.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-3586256276403081698</id><published>2009-03-29T02:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T02:18:49.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sc5omFPqimI/AAAAAAAAAeY/EvpqMBihk8Q/s1600-h/Photo484..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318303213423331938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sc5omFPqimI/AAAAAAAAAeY/EvpqMBihk8Q/s320/Photo484..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;well right now, i am happy coz i am blessed with a kukuhead yet lovely bf, great bestfriends and of course, kickass friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i am very very blessed. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i sayang you all one okay! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sc5omFPqimI/AAAAAAAAAeY/EvpqMBihk8Q/s72-c/Photo484..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-4131622012288291250</id><published>2009-03-28T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T02:04:00.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ngahahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sc0RD4q7etI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/hTGVu-l5His/s1600-h/2629_73820735768_677935768_1494937_7515946_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317925493444147922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sc0RD4q7etI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/hTGVu-l5His/s320/2629_73820735768_677935768_1494937_7515946_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; hello babies. i kinda miss updating this space so here goes. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;my days have been occupied with work work and work! thurs was full shift and goddamn busy. it was somehow like a jinxed day la pls. the pipe leak la this la that la. i was like having a bad day at work lor. but then whatever lah. but but but! just now was a good day! so many people visited me at work today. first was Ashiekha omg i was so happy to see her! she came by to say hello since she was around there. and she was like making plans on what to do on my bday weee im so egggcited! k i was really happy to see her coz its been ages since i saw her! then after ashiekha was kakak and iz! but then so sad i couldnt even talk to them coz i was like so busy. nyek. sedihhhhhhhhh. then after a few minutes, siewleng was like "shiqa ur bestfriend" and then i saw azhar with his eager face waving at me. i like literally ran lah to him. he was with bai, fadil and another friend, irwan or smtg. i was so happy to see fadil the himbo. so long never see him also. i was just talking fareez abt planning to meet fadil before he goes to ns. i was really happy that i got to see alot of ppl. weehooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;and right now fareez azhar is telling me about his day, how annoyingly funny fadil was. and i really cannot stop laughing la pls. ehhh omg i cannot wait for my bday its like in 11 more days yay! and God knows what i want for my bday la. i really dont know la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;omg i cannot stop laughing right now im like crying coz azhar is telling me all sorts of nonsense. k thx bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-4131622012288291250?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sc0RD4q7etI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/hTGVu-l5His/s72-c/2629_73820735768_677935768_1494937_7515946_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-7266021981626718043</id><published>2009-03-25T03:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T03:16:33.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>light up light up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SckuRycr9mI/AAAAAAAAAeI/lv79ixun59k/s1600-h/2629_73820810768_677935768_1494949_5043380_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316831718222329442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SckuRycr9mI/AAAAAAAAAeI/lv79ixun59k/s320/2629_73820810768_677935768_1494949_5043380_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hello babies. i love this picture. i had a cake fight with the babi in blue shorts and at that point of time when the picture was candidly taken, we were still trying to wipe cake on each other. mampos. mati2 tak nk kalah syabas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;today is a so so day. i dont really know how to describe it. but the best part was getting to meet ina for dinner. i missed my bestie soooo many many. she's been rather busy with work hence we havent been meeting. the only person's face i see every single day without fail is azhar's. well too bad. we're both bored most of the time. so i got to catch up with ina on alot of things. we could talk till forever i swear. but i had to go off pretty early to meet the other bestfriend at outram to go fetch kakak. but then i was late and instead, kakak ended up waiting for us at little india. ngahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and to dee, i hope to see u sooooon! God ive not seen u in such a long time! cant u ask ur bf to send u over to my place or smtg? ngahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;tmr im on lunch shift then im gg to meet kakak and azhar. yay i see them like everyday i love it! theyre my happypills!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;k bye sleeping time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-7266021981626718043?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7266021981626718043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=7266021981626718043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7266021981626718043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7266021981626718043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/03/light-up-light-up.html' title='light up light up'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SckuRycr9mI/AAAAAAAAAeI/lv79ixun59k/s72-c/2629_73820810768_677935768_1494949_5043380_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-8416996808698477466</id><published>2009-03-23T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T01:10:54.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>indonesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/ScZq1KeT3NI/AAAAAAAAAeA/5xLJNRZCNbo/s1600-h/1_155446343l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316053871734545618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/ScZq1KeT3NI/AAAAAAAAAeA/5xLJNRZCNbo/s320/1_155446343l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hello babies. gambar atas is very ol skool. and i miss wearing that dress. i think i want to wear tmr. nyeheh. yay besok meeting kakak then iz too! egggcited. ive been spending alot of time with iz, kakak, yati and fareez that whenever i dont get to meet them, i miss them so much alrdy. k i sound so corny but true la pls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;work just now was freakin boring aku mintak ampun pls. im not a regular sunday closer hence i dont really know how it feels to do closing on sunday nights. and omg just now was hell coz it was so boring lah! so to make time fliy faster, i made sure i did everything like super slowly. syabas. i was like a tortoise. slow and steady wins the race. k fuck that line reminds me of miss faizah. last when i was like sec 4, i said that to her and i got like a 1 whole period of naggings coz she thinks "slow and steady wins the race" is bullshit. but at least i did the class a favour, they no need to study coz aku kene marah. sials. hahaha. okay stop digressing. oh ya then i got like this supermassive backache. my back was like aching aku mcm nenek tua. k more like nenek kebayan. geramz je. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;now irna is getting all pissed she is so hilarious coz apparently tigerairways tix to jakarta are much cheaper than our jetstar's. well too bad la. da bukan rezeki nk buat ape. gile. i am so eggcited it is like in 54 more days. 54 more days to jakarta and bandung! yay egggcited. ive never travelled with friends so im abit jakon and tebiat. i mean ive gone for holiday with ina but thats with her parents. now its like no parents at all so yay. and im so glad papa let me go. k i should stop yacking abt jakarta/bandung trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yay somebody's back home alrdy k bye! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-8416996808698477466?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8416996808698477466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8416996808698477466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8416996808698477466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8416996808698477466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/03/indonesia.html' title='indonesia'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/ScZq1KeT3NI/AAAAAAAAAeA/5xLJNRZCNbo/s72-c/1_155446343l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-4806295734314818584</id><published>2009-03-22T01:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T02:00:43.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when im with him, i am thinking of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/ScUmWDnblhI/AAAAAAAAAd4/OERzUvnvhF0/s1600-h/Photo495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315697095550408210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/ScUmWDnblhI/AAAAAAAAAd4/OERzUvnvhF0/s320/Photo495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;okay hello babies! finally im like in the mood to update. actually im just bored. coz my bf is God knows where. both dee and ina theyre like asleep alrdy. and fareez azhar is working =( im so sad i feel like a loner. hahahah. theres so much to update abt i dont know where to start. okay lets start with the chalet first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;so iz's chalet at changi rocked the hell out of us la pls. i had so much fun with kakak, iz, yati and fareez. we played monopoly yang baru tu. the one using credit card. CHEY AKU JAKON PLS. we started at ard 10+, and of course i was the first to be bankrupt hahah! and i was so annoyed at fareez coz he damn selfish one i dont want to play monopoly with him anymore. kakak and iz diorg mcm bonnie &amp;amp; clyde aku sumpah nk cekik diorg. theyre such cheaterbugs la! so then we played and i entertained myself with tv after i became a pauper(ngahah) aku fascinated coz kat bungalow tu ade channel rcti, tvri, tpi and sctv so hantu aku naik. im a sucka for these channels hahaha. and the rest gave up on the game at abt 4am coz smue da penat and lapar. so we drove out to tamp mart nye mac to have breakfast! then went back, everyone died. and i couldnt sleep so i forced fareez to not sleep coz nnt aku takde kwn. setan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so the next day was abit wasted coz we didnt do much but iz sent me and ais to val's bday chalet at downtown where i got to meet ju, wan and the rest. i was pretty happy to see my classmates lor =) then the rest of the days, i cant rmb much what happened. oh ya then 17th was papa's bday. he loved the wallet i bought for him he got excited member dgn pantas pakai eh. syabas! oh ya went to meet iz, kakak, yati and fareez to get ais' birks for his bday present. i was soooo egggcited la. then we had dinner at swensens whr too much nonsense happened. haha. yati nk mkn breakfast set at 9pm -_______- i wanted to chop off her head i swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;then it was fareez azhar's bday on the 18th! met him and the rest of my babies for sentosa. my classmates so cute excited nk gi sentosa to celebrate fareez's bday. ngahaha. and of course whats bday without sabo. yalah i know so yesterday one sabo sabo ni smue. but cannot help it lah. but thing is. my bestfriend here is a big setan. when i smashed cake on his face, he smashed his cake back on my face. nabei cb. padahal die bday boy, aku pulak yg kene. mcm sial. so ya we ate, laughed, joked, tanned at sentosa then in the evening was God knows what. k wdv tu tak perlu. whoever knows just shut up. but it was funny when i think abt it again after hearing from those who were there abt the evening part. ngahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i didnt get to celebrate my bf's bday on the 19th coz he is so busy with his supp paper. haiyer. but haiya its okay lah. theres always other days to go out and celebrate :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and according to some of my friends ive been m.i.a-ing. haha sorry lah. nowadays like no mood la. but im fine now. so much better so hello blogging world. im back! hahaha. tmr i want to go to the job fair but i got no friend to go with=( like of course first person i would turn to is fareez azhar but that boy got to work. haiyo so sad now work work work later cannot meet me=( but then again its okay its always better than nth. can hurry saveeee and go jakartaaaaa weeeehoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;okay bye i want to go check on the arsenal game. i'll update soooon. bye babies!&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/6779541968789950982-4806295734314818584?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4806295734314818584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=4806295734314818584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/4806295734314818584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/4806295734314818584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-im-with-him-i-am-thinking-of-you.html' title='when im with him, i am thinking of you'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/ScUmWDnblhI/AAAAAAAAAd4/OERzUvnvhF0/s72-c/Photo495.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-4741414595284822324</id><published>2009-03-20T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T14:31:33.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wouldnt it be nice?</title><content type='html'>hello babies. sorry ive been m.i.a. not that i dont want to update but i just dont really know what to update. okay la there things to update abt. tons of pictures to post up but haiya im too lazy to log into blogger nowadays. i will update soon lah when i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care babies! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-4741414595284822324?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4741414595284822324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=4741414595284822324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/4741414595284822324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/4741414595284822324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/03/wouldnt-it-be-nice.html' title='wouldnt it be nice?'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6779541968789950982.post-3486038746560299559</id><published>2009-03-15T00:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T00:47:56.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im in love with how u feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SbvfFTj80PI/AAAAAAAAAdw/L-TNcwDZMuY/s1600-h/1_237744529l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313085467657031922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SbvfFTj80PI/AAAAAAAAAdw/L-TNcwDZMuY/s320/1_237744529l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; hello babies! and so ya im back, i have alot to update and pictures tooo! but then right now im too tired, i'll do it when im freeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;on a random note, next time when everyone else is asleep and you cant, dont come up with stupid games to play coz it might turn your world around and drive you nuts. really. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-3486038746560299559?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3486038746560299559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=3486038746560299559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/3486038746560299559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/3486038746560299559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-in-love-with-how-u-feel.html' title='im in love with how u feel'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SbvfFTj80PI/AAAAAAAAAdw/L-TNcwDZMuY/s72-c/1_237744529l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-5107671913742345614</id><published>2009-03-12T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T01:13:52.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>part time lover and a full time friend (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sbk4GvGifOI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Yx2NsHTs2QY/s1600-h/n679160744_1571749_4302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312338923834473698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sbk4GvGifOI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Yx2NsHTs2QY/s320/n679160744_1571749_4302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hello babies. how were your days? mine has been a-ok. i can say that it has been pretty good. full shift that day was good. good coz company was great. but the sucky part was that raffles city shopping centre was for once, like a ghost town. knn. me, siewleng and jin mei had nothing to do and to we wantd time to fly faster so we did like everything damn slowly, like taking our goddamn bloody sweet time. it's like we finished doing closing so early. so we were like rotting abit. and eating too much. we had bk, and some other nonsense to munch. then we had ochazuke all. i tell you. we had nothing to do but eat. ngahaha. then bf so nice fetch me hehehe. i miss him like byk2 la pls. k shut up i sound so corny hahah. so me and Amir lepak-ed abit. talked nonsense, laugh over random things and argue over stupid things. ahhh we are so champion. then balek, ordered mac, watch arsenal won WEEEEEHOOOOOOOOO and fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;and i couldnt wake up this morning pls. k should be yesterday morning lah considering. syabas, i cabbed to work yet i was still abit late. today was surprisingly frrreakin busy compared to the previous day. then fareez waited for me to finish work and we zoomed to town for present hunting! and the funniest thing was that the moment he started singing, it started drizzling. NGAHAHAH. so went town-ing, and ive found the perfect present for both my father and Amir! yay im so happy. hehehehe. then kak fauziah came to join us for late dinner, where we discussed over a few things. and we were laughing so much im such a happy person today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;im so excited for later coz i'l be doing opening, then fareez will wait for me, then we'll meet kak fauziah, then we'll go for iz's chalet with yati! yay eggggcited! im so excited to meet them hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and my bf just called to explain to me a whole load of crap. and syabas for once, i am not pissed. in fact im glad that he's okay. and i hope Fit gets well soon. i pity Dee coz i know she is worrying like hell. Amir told me that the accident was pretty bad. but thank God that Fit is alive, coz he is so important to my bestfriend and my boyfriend. jeeez. this is what happens when you are with your bestfriend's boyfriend's bestfriend. get it? k great Dee, our bfs are bestfriends and so are weeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;k bye aku giler. i wont be updating till about sunday or monday. so u babies take care alright! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-5107671913742345614?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5107671913742345614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=5107671913742345614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/5107671913742345614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/5107671913742345614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/03/part-time-lover-and-full-time-friend.html' title='part time lover and a full time friend (:'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sbk4GvGifOI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Yx2NsHTs2QY/s72-c/n679160744_1571749_4302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-8143517629606501044</id><published>2009-03-10T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:19:04.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>partayyyy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SbaAg7k9n9I/AAAAAAAAAdg/rzSLKvSiNcg/s1600-h/2629_70551875768_677935768_1444608_7899264_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311574113766973394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SbaAg7k9n9I/AAAAAAAAAdg/rzSLKvSiNcg/s320/2629_70551875768_677935768_1444608_7899264_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; hi babies. i am a very happy person today! because i am so done with my damn PR paper and of course, i am so done with SCHOOOOOOOOOOOOL! weehoo. okay thank God alhamdulilah the PR paper itself wasnt as hard as i expected. i swear i was like freaking nervous la. dlm train aku da tak kene gaye la pls. so overall, the paper was a breeze. and i was very happy to see my classmatessss! i was so happy to see everyone la pls. my setan girls, and the annoying boys. and of course i was happiest to see fareez azhar! ive not met him since God knows when. so after the paper, all of us sat at the canteen and talked too much nonsense and planned this and that. and yayness, most of us are meeting again for valentina's bday bbq this sat! weeeeee :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;so after taking that last picture above, we all left. me and fareez "walked down memory lane" ngahahaha so retarded. i was craving for bubble tea and kueh lapis. so we bought it and we were planning to sit at the stadium but apparently ade some football training or what not la. so we sat somewhere near there and talked nonsense and played the post it game. it was so hilarious and frustrating la playing that stupid game! hahaha. so then aku nk terberak and it was quite late fareez needed to study for his OA paper, so we left for homeeeeeee. poor fareez, he still has OA paper to sit for tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;omg im so excited that school's like done and over with. like soooo fast la pls time flies. jeez. azriyan's in camp alrdy. i hope he's doing fine there. now i feel so bored when i go msn. but if irna's around, at least got one setan to entertain me ngahaha. wow this week is so packed la pls. tmr im on full shift, thurs im on lunch shift, friday im on opening then it'll be iz's chalet with fareez, kak fauziah and yati! yay i cannot wait weeeee! and syabas next week is my father's, fareez's and my Amir's bday. great and i hope i can buy all the presents by this sat la. heeyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;okay bye aku nk tido!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-8143517629606501044?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8143517629606501044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8143517629606501044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8143517629606501044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8143517629606501044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/03/partayyyy.html' title='partayyyy!'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SbaAg7k9n9I/AAAAAAAAAdg/rzSLKvSiNcg/s72-c/2629_70551875768_677935768_1444608_7899264_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-4186563115996027089</id><published>2009-03-10T04:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T04:47:21.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you're lying here in my arms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SbV-v2uT2tI/AAAAAAAAAdY/q2LROOeTW94/s1600-h/blabla_021-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311290696162073298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SbV-v2uT2tI/AAAAAAAAAdY/q2LROOeTW94/s320/blabla_021-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hello babies. it is very annoying that i have a paper later at 3pm but at this hour, im still wide awake. ive made use of the time to read through my notes, but no, im still not sleepy yet. and im starting to feel the jitters. this lump in my throat feeling. oh God. i need to breathe in and breathe out. chill. relax shiqa. heeesh im so kental like that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i have alot to update abt but then i'll just do it when my PR paper is done and over with. and right now, all i want is to hear is my bf's voice assuring me that everything's okay and all the jitters will go away. oh God.&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/6779541968789950982-4186563115996027089?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4186563115996027089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=4186563115996027089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/4186563115996027089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/4186563115996027089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-youre-lying-here-in-my-arms.html' title='when you&apos;re lying here in my arms'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SbV-v2uT2tI/AAAAAAAAAdY/q2LROOeTW94/s72-c/blabla_021-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-5779803624070029685</id><published>2009-03-08T02:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T03:29:36.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>la PUSH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SbLGds-06fI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/VdUUzXx-0gw/s1600-h/n679160744_1571313_6769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310525124216416754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SbLGds-06fI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/VdUUzXx-0gw/s320/n679160744_1571313_6769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hello babies. wow it's finally sunday. my saturday was okay. minus the fact that i woke up at 11.45 when i was actually on 12 noon shift. nb cb. i stated to panic the moment i woke up la pls. hahaha. so i extended my shift since i came in late anyways. then rushed to downtown like flash to meet my bf for an impromptu movie date. ngahaha. so we watched push. my bf so annoying nk step merajok coz i didnt want to watch he's just not that into you. haiya too bad la i dont like that kind of movies. i'll end up gg to sleep seriously. PUSH is okay la not bad. i'd give it 3 popcorns out of 5. its not that bad la. neither is it that good. but dakota fanning is pretty pls. she's so cool in that movie hah. so after Push was dinner at BK where i was persuading him to go jakarta with me haha. he said he'll think abt it. haiya he go or dont go, im still going mah. but if he goes, it'll be betterrr kaaaaaaaaan. susah btol la. and Amir bin Mohamed Amin was trying to annoy the hell out of me saying that he didnt bring helmet for me hence he'll give me money to take the cab home. nb cb. i cannot be bothered to listen to him coz i know he wouldnt dare do such things anyways. he wouldnt want to see me have a bitchfit thre also. ngahahaha. yay i was glad that i got to meet my bf after so long. impromptu in fact. like i always tell myself, dont hope for anything, for i will end up being disappointed. so i dont hope that my bf fetches me from work, this or that coz i dont want to be disappointed when he doesnt. like today, we didnt even plan to meet. and we did! heh hehhh :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and i got to yack with my favourite girls, dee and ina on the phone tooooooooooooo! were talking abt stupid things and this and that. and omg, tuesday is alrdy PR paper. fuck i hate Public relations but whatever. 1 paper and thats it. omg my work schedule is crap as ever but whatever also coz i want to go jakarta heh heh. and then fri im doing opening, then i'll get to meet yati and fauziah and iz toooooo! coz iz invited me to his chalet then i can meet those babies i missed them so much. sat i have a date with my favourite girls. i need to look for presents. for 3 important people in my life. my father, fareez azhar and my Amir. syabas. their bdays are like one after another syabas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;k bye im tired i want to sleep, wake up later and study weeeee :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;p/s: you're the problem and you cant feel.&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/6779541968789950982-5779803624070029685?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5779803624070029685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=5779803624070029685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/5779803624070029685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/5779803624070029685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/03/la-push.html' title='la PUSH'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SbLGds-06fI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/VdUUzXx-0gw/s72-c/n679160744_1571313_6769.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-3225750496113741892</id><published>2009-03-07T02:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T02:55:37.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kau hancurkan aku dgn sikapmu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SbFro2oZ5wI/AAAAAAAAAdI/dDpyqNTHWb8/s1600-h/Picture228-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310143785250449154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SbFro2oZ5wI/AAAAAAAAAdI/dDpyqNTHWb8/s320/Picture228-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hello babies. i dont know whats up with me with the ol skool pictures ngahah. so i think i have a few stuff to update on. i think ah. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;okay lets start off with the fact that i didnt sleep on wed night/thurs morning. coz i studied and then i realised that omg its alrdy 7am on thurs and im on opening shift at 10am. so syabas. i had breakfast, bathed and went to work. siewleng was like "wow. ur early. i thought u cannot wake up." hahaha babi. she knows me too well that i always have problems waking up for opening shifts. and i was like "cannot wake up? i havent even sleep la" and on that day i thought i was going to die of caffeine overdose. i even skipped lunch and early dinner coz i was afraid that i'd be sleepy hahah kentalz. so i logged off at 4 and continued to mug at the outlet coz i was too lazy to go anywhere else. plus, the classmates are mugging at cck lib. haiya so far la lazyyyy. terperuk la aku kat pantry blaja. depan mop dan penyapu coz aku degil taknak duduk kat luar blaja -__- hahah. so ard 8 plus like that, went to starbucks suntec to meet azriyan and ehsan! its been quite some time since i lepak with them so it was full of nonsense and cerite2 bodoh. and too bad yan, the world is so small, we cannot do anything about it nyahs. then i was suppose to meet the bf after that but then it rained and i was too chicken to take the bike. so i went home straight coz aku da mcm zombie also. i was freakin beat la pls. ngahahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;in the midst of the whole exam stress, me and irna are still excitedly planning for jakarta trip weehoo! omg this setan damn semangat. da book flight tix all. actually okay la. it motivates me to study, hurry the PR paper over and done with, do some full shifts for a few weeks, then yes ahhhhh jakartaaaaaa! i am actually very very excited. i have this gut feeling that fareez azhar cannot go. haiyer! and speaking of fareez, i actually dreamt of him and in that dream, he was so mean towards me! u know fareez has this goddamn bloody bad habit of jay-walking, and when he does that, he LOVES to leave me behind like as if im invisible or smtg. so in that dream, we actually wanted to jay-walk and we were waiting for the right time to walk la when he suddenly pushed me to the road. i was caught off guard and i fell so hard, my god the impact was like so real la pls! and guess what he was doing? fareez azhar was just watching me cry la! nabei cb so mean! sedih skejap aku when i wake up. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ahhhh tmr, k no later im on lunch shift and im not asleep yet syabas(Y). i actually want to study but then im abit tired. haiyer k nvm tmr after work can study. but then, i have this gut feeling that i'll end up meeting Amir instead. but nvm also la. it's been a week since i met my bf. k sedih haha. i miss him lor=( and i miss nurul faradella also. haiyo this gundubrain so busy with her attachment. but then im glad she loves it this time lah. at least she's enjoying it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;k best OASIS is coming on April 5th and i might have to give it a miss. cannot la jakarta people. jakartaaaaa! hahaha no big deal missing Oasis' concert as long as jakarta is still happening. hehehehe. 67 more days. yes irna, im your time keeper. setanzzzZZZZzzzZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;k bye nak tido. take care babies!&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/6779541968789950982-3225750496113741892?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3225750496113741892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=3225750496113741892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/3225750496113741892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/3225750496113741892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/03/kau-hancurkan-aku-dgn-sikapmu.html' title='kau hancurkan aku dgn sikapmu'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SbFro2oZ5wI/AAAAAAAAAdI/dDpyqNTHWb8/s72-c/Picture228-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-7394900580344231852</id><published>2009-03-05T04:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T04:56:08.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coz you werent there when i was scared</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;its such a waste really. to be close with someone, and then be distant again. by again, i mean like you never met them in the first place. friendship means something to me. but not to you apparently. i don't know, maybe i'm assuming, which i'm not supposed to, but i feel its a waste. how do you live your days knowing you used to know someone and then due to circumstances, you don't know that someone anymore. everything's different. how can you move on and not feel like something is wrong. but i guess it takes two hands to clap, i might be at fault too. and i've come to realise that it's just you. you're just like that and you can't help it. but we can't stand it. maybe its time you realise that life, isn't all about you and how you feel. you don't live alone in this world thinking you matter most. as a matter of fact, you don't. but you failed to see that. nobody dares to tell you, one day i might, and i might have to sacrifice this whole thing. and that might be worth it. unfortunately, i don't want it to be worth all the effort. because i know, in the end, it'll all be a waste. sad, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i took that from atikahsyarah's lj. whatever she wrote is so true. sometimes i dont know why i waste so much time treasuring something that belongs to both me and an another party when overnight, that something that i treasure suddenly turns into some crap bullshit. but i believe it all takes effort to fix everything. but u see, what if all these while, the efforts are all coming from me. damn it. a teeny weeny bit of effort from u wont kill neither hurt. effort damn it. EFFORT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-7394900580344231852?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7394900580344231852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=7394900580344231852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7394900580344231852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7394900580344231852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/03/coz-you-werent-there-when-i-was-scared.html' title='coz you werent there when i was scared'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6779541968789950982.post-5060975048969075050</id><published>2009-03-04T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T02:34:11.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sa6E29783FI/AAAAAAAAAdA/qY4LudGwbtU/s1600-h/n652018109_210622_5987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309327090590211154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sa6E29783FI/AAAAAAAAAdA/qY4LudGwbtU/s320/n652018109_210622_5987.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; hello babies. okay pls pardon the picture it is damn ol skool ngahaha. so anyways, today i had a good day. went to meet isyamanab and atikahsyarah for dinner. isya treated us to pizza hut and omg we were like merepek meraban talking nonsense over dinner. we laughed too much over silly things. i miss those times when me, isya and atikah would sleep over ina's place and atikah will be the first to sleep hahahahaha. and we will be like tebiat nk mampos ngahaha. so sad that zahidah couldnt come along. it'll be fun coz zahidah also merepek meraban like us. k syabas. i like isya's friends. theyre such nice people:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;okay great. im home so early as u can see coz im alrdy online by now heh heh. i might be having supper with the bf later. but then he finishes work late, like past midnight. and by then he'd be tired so entah la eh. tmr is opening shift for me afterwhich i will mug mug and mug. and might be meeting azriyan. i miss that gundubrain and i need to see him and his botak head before he leaves for ns on the 10th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;and omg the world is too small that it is driving me nuts la pls. heeesh. haiyo everyone is like so linked to everyone. heeeyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;k bye nk berak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;//edit: AND OH! bday wishlist will be up soon on slipperlobster and prettymolly! nyeheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-5060975048969075050?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5060975048969075050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=5060975048969075050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/5060975048969075050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/5060975048969075050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/03/pizza.html' title='pizza'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sa6E29783FI/AAAAAAAAAdA/qY4LudGwbtU/s72-c/n652018109_210622_5987.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-8589457857564200621</id><published>2009-03-04T02:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T03:07:39.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jakartaaaaaaaaaaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sa1-OQ-LQhI/AAAAAAAAAc4/yozCYVdpTB8/s1600-h/1_605660917l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309038319278703122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sa1-OQ-LQhI/AAAAAAAAAc4/yozCYVdpTB8/s320/1_605660917l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hello babies. i am talking to my cip setan, irna. and she's telling me all abt jakarta. and too bad now i dont want to go malacca. JAKARTA HERE I COMEEEEEEEEE! weeehoo. and the bestest part is, papa gave me the green light and the only thing he said to me was "okay, but u must start saving coz im not sponsoring u anything" no problem ah father. the green light is like more than enough alrdy weehoo. ngahahah so skg aku da excited. i hope ina's parents are okay with her coming with me. too bad that dee might be in india at that point of time. eee omg jakarta! aku jadi penasaran sih! weehoo. so its 1 paper to freaking get done and over with next week. then full shifts for a few weeks wont hurt coz its all for jakarta in may! weeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;k bye aku da exciteddddddd. and and,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BDAY ARNINA! :D:D:D:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-8589457857564200621?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8589457857564200621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8589457857564200621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8589457857564200621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8589457857564200621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/03/jakartaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='jakartaaaaaaaaaaa!'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/Sa1-OQ-LQhI/AAAAAAAAAc4/yozCYVdpTB8/s72-c/1_605660917l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-2200485189143409316</id><published>2009-03-03T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T00:52:17.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>water wake up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SawJzDYcsSI/AAAAAAAAAcw/pU0A6OWr138/s1600-h/n652018109_1486830_2666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308628833448800546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SawJzDYcsSI/AAAAAAAAAcw/pU0A6OWr138/s320/n652018109_1486830_2666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hi babies. i went to school just now to meet only 1 of my setan girls. haiya anyways she is like the leader of all setans. ngahahaha right irnaaaaaaaaaaa? so thats besides the point. the annoying point is that, tmr i have to go back to school just for 1 piece of paper. nb cb darah naik. but then again, takpe lah. after that im gg studying with fareez also. so no biggie sgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i am actually very very bored right now. ive planned to study later at 2am, but its not even 1 yet syabas. my bf is obviously sleeping. arghhh cannot take it when other ppl sleep before me one. okay wow im so annoying. k wdv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i talk too much nonsense k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-2200485189143409316?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2200485189143409316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=2200485189143409316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/2200485189143409316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/2200485189143409316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/03/water-wake-up.html' title='water wake up'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SawJzDYcsSI/AAAAAAAAAcw/pU0A6OWr138/s72-c/n652018109_1486830_2666.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-4038078688201557479</id><published>2009-03-02T01:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T02:18:03.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont say u just wanna go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SarNPQ4i9mI/AAAAAAAAAco/VJvKyi3cxxE/s1600-h/n679160744_1571367_4961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308280772923422306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SarNPQ4i9mI/AAAAAAAAAco/VJvKyi3cxxE/s320/n679160744_1571367_4961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hello babies. i miss my setan girls. ive not seen them since like what? monday? booo. kesian aku. segala mcm wabak penyakit melanda. sial btol nasib. ngahahah. so anyways, i am like talking to irna on msn and we're talking a whole lot of nonsense. i just cannot stop talking nonsense with her. she is so merepek meraban taik apek dlm jamban, i swear. each sentence must have haha. tapi irna punye hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. k takpe. ni irna je paham. NGAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so anyhoos, just now i ditched straits kitchen with my family because ive planned wayyyy earlier to meet my pretty girls for lepak plus dinner. heh heh. anyways my mother told me last minute lor. and i cannot afford to ditch my girls coz we havent been meeting. and i really missed shahirah binte azhor price. (eh btol kan? hahahaha) i miss her like so many many so we met and talked and talked and talked like till forever. and got excited over stupid things. we had pasta for dinner and we just roamed aimlessly then pegi whitesands coz ina nk beli wallet -__- too bad that ashiekha couldnt make it. it'll be fun if it was like full strength. CHEY full strength mcm phm. so after the girls left, i went to lepak with Asyraf, while waiting for Amir. but then my bf paitao-ed me, syabas(Y). tapi kesian la. that poor boy has been so busy with work, and the weather has been very cruel. so obviously he has to send orders in the rain, no choice niwaes. and he ended up having fever. bagos. wabak2 yang tersangat lah setan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;tmr im gg to school for awhile to meet my setan girls minus ju=( no lah actually nk pass bende kat mrs lui so might as well go with the other 2 setan girls right. ngahahah. then must go tan tock seng to visit my aunt who's having like a maha major knee op. eee scary. and pls tan tock seng like so jauh. syabas. tuesday im prolly gg tp to study. or maybe not. entah eh. tgk la mcm mane. aku ni suke menyebok kat tp, padahal im not even from that school or what not. haiya, tp so near mah. itas nye yong tau foo so sedap, and i can study there also. so might as well. and since so near, my bf will be all willing to fetch me, or even better, teman me. syabas syabas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;woooo it's study weeeeeek. k bye no link.&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/6779541968789950982-4038078688201557479?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4038078688201557479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=4038078688201557479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/4038078688201557479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/4038078688201557479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-say-u-just-wanna-go.html' title='dont say u just wanna go'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SarNPQ4i9mI/AAAAAAAAAco/VJvKyi3cxxE/s72-c/n679160744_1571367_4961.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-6324629957357680351</id><published>2009-02-26T13:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T14:00:37.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>greed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;when money becomes the root of all evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;mak, please dont be sad. things will get better, i hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;but then if only you're still alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&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/6779541968789950982-6324629957357680351?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6324629957357680351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=6324629957357680351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/6324629957357680351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/6324629957357680351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/02/greed.html' title='greed'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6779541968789950982.post-640631223606185423</id><published>2009-02-25T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:47:46.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get on your knees and pray, panic is on the way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SaTWdkCJ1OI/AAAAAAAAAcg/b0lBTIG3_EI/s1600-h/desaru!+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306602064326546658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SaTWdkCJ1OI/AAAAAAAAAcg/b0lBTIG3_EI/s320/desaru!+201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;hello babies. i cant believe that i slept at 5am this morning, and i slept through all my alarms plus my father's screamings, asking me to wake up. i am so so so tired i tell u. but ive completed quite a number of work yesterday lor. ive even started on my frontpage project(syabas) and i even completed 2 sets of PR past year papers. k achievement. haiyo theres just so many things to complete, datelines to chase after. sigh. but just this week, shiqa. just this week. next week is alrdy study week. heeesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;nothing much happening nowadays. except on monday night Amir made 2 impt women in his life worried sick. it was me and his mother. coz member pegi rumah zul to study and then ended up tertdo. then aku mcm frantic sikit. k not sikit, banyak. u shud ask ina how i'll react. i will immediately run to the window whenever i hear a gilera on the road. yes aku giler. i was worried la! abeh smlm member buat aku bingit like seriously bingit la pls. so today kononnye aku nk merajok ngan die. but then nb cb cannot lah! failed attempt. i dreamt of him (like again!) then no choice but to call him and talk nonsense. lemau. baru lah nk step bingit. tapi tak menjadi. knp la aku ni mcm paham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i hate facebook. it is my source of procrastination. the first thing i will do when i log into the net is check facebook. annoying btol. and yes ah im excited for this sunday coz im lepak-ing with pricey. ya Allah it's been ages since i saw her and im pretty sure we'd have 16 million things to catch up on. im not sure if the rest of the girls can make it or not. hopefully lah :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and yes ah thursday is closing shift with fina! weehoo. yesterday work with hamdan was gerek as usual. aku ade kawan to talk nonsense with. talk talk talk non stop. i likeeeeeeeeeeee! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;k bye im hungry i want to go find something to eat. toodles babies 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the way'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SaTWdkCJ1OI/AAAAAAAAAcg/b0lBTIG3_EI/s72-c/desaru!+201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-5202853249175074382</id><published>2009-02-25T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T01:16:15.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>procrastinate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SaQqUuMi20I/AAAAAAAAAcY/50jmQsLmtVE/s1600-h/n679160744_1571837_224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306412796435684162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SaQqUuMi20I/AAAAAAAAAcY/50jmQsLmtVE/s320/n679160744_1571837_224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;hi babies. i damn gatal i want to update so much but then i have school work waiting for me. haiya babi la. k nvm, i shall get my school work over and done with then i'll post up a proper update. plus, i dont think its a good idea to update now coz im so annoyed with Amir, i feel like bombing Grandlink right now. argh. k nvm hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;get on your knees and pray, panic is on the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;arghhh i hate school work. but patience shiqa. next week da study week, then 1 paper to sit for, then bye bye ite :D:D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i came back home feeling so frreakin annoyed, but the moment i logged into facebook and i saw desaru pictures, it kinda lifted my mood. awww (k im so lame) bye!&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/6779541968789950982-5202853249175074382?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5202853249175074382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=5202853249175074382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>you triggered a landslide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SaAxS8TJlzI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/vhr2RFzOqfk/s1600-h/desaru!+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305294562536298290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SaAxS8TJlzI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/vhr2RFzOqfk/s320/desaru!+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hello babies. okay i kinda just came back from doing my goddamn annoying project at raffles place with fareez. i have so many school work to complete and i have so little time. annoying. i am so busy with school work nowadays. mane nak blaja, nk buat project. and travelling time is the most tiring to me. haiyo. living in the east, going to school in the west, and studying and doing my projects (usually) in the north. boleh pengsan. aku da mcm perempuan giler pegi sana pegi sini. so anyways, no i didnt forget asyraf's bday. it's just that i wasnt in singapore coz i went to desaru on friday with school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i had to be in school on friday morning at 6.30. wow nak mampos btol. but thank goodness qin's father was very nice to give me a lift. kalau tidak, terkopak duit aku naik cab. so ya reached school yada yada and boarded the bus. we had the backrow. so it was junny, ju, fareez, me and irna. kite sumpah tebiat pagi2 buta da memekak. but then we fell in and out of sleep during the busride. i think the most fun part of the trip is the kelong la. seafood was shiokness. i had so much seafood that i really have to go on a seafood diet alrdy. omg my body is full of cholesterol. ish! oh the boys dived into the water and dive a million times more. mcm fascinating gitu. so ya i didnt go jetskiing. in fact, i didnt even want to get myself wet coz i didnt bring extra set of clothes. pandai kan. k no la. i only brought one tank top. but then my classmates were so on into taking the banana boat so okay la i counted myself in. so when i was like putting on my life vest, jeff and yazid were like "eh shiqa kau nye life vest takde whistle eh? sini tgk" and the next minute all i know was that i was in the water alrdy. mcm sial. so ya great. blum naik banana boat, aku da kuyup dulu. okay the banana boatride tu mmg klaka giler. coz jeff and fareez, the moment the boat moved diorg da start loktang it was hilarious like fuck. and wan fell off it was so funny coz he didnt know how to swim. ya Allah sakit perut aku ketawe. then ju nye muke tak bleh maintain coz member takut die pulak jatuh coz she too, cannot swim. haiyo! so ade satu part ni, ade org dengki kat aku coz apparently, he said aku nk tunjuk terror. (sial kau fareez azhar) he actually pushed me off the b boat and of course aku mmg lah tersangat pandai; i pulled him along. and syabas the thing became unstable and smue org skali jatuh. then so we had 2 frantic friends who couldnt swim but thank you life vest. haha. overall, at the kelong was the most fun part lah. after kelong was fruitfarm where everyine was tired, and sleepy alrdy. fareez got fascinated by buah kedondong spoken in f language. and ju got fascinated my the roundness of a fruit. mmg smue tebiat. then omgggggggggg i fed ostriches! jantung nk putus. binatang tu nk mkn, mcm nk terkam org. and i held a chicken, another achievement syabas haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;the buffet was okaaaay la. not that bad. by the time we all like da penat, da takbleh mkn pon. oh then we took a boat but more like a raft to me, at the johor river to look at fireflies. tapi malangnya nasib aku, aku ni rabun malam. i have like night blindness. so i cant really see much. k kentalzzzz. we reached school at about 11.30 like that, or was it abit later. aku sumpah nk terberak tk bleh tahan so i made yazid and fareez teman aku. omg i am sucha penakut. but then the school toilet abit creepy lah pls. so then Amir fetched me then it was home sweet home, tak singgah mane2 coz apparently my bf said i looked half dead. oh i was indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;wow. what a long entry. haha k wdv. i was supposed to be working closing today, as in saturday. but then i told siew leng a few days in advanced that i couldnt coz i got alot of work to finish. so ya i went to do my project. then halfway bai and fazly(sp?) came along to distract us. but no lah. they entertained themselves while we got some work done. tmr is gombak to finally finish up everything and print skali. then prolly watching bai's game at mjc. ahh best, nearer to home. ngahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haiyer my bf's like at grandlink by now. argh i hate that place. Amir goes there like a million times in a week and it takes away all his sleeping time. and im quite sad that he has papers next week, we prolly dont even get to meet. then after his exam week, it's my study week. i'll prolly be in the north or west studying and home late. how to meet! then the week after study week is exams. haiyer. but then but then! i only have 1 paper so syabas! hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;okay this qs is posted to nurul, fareez's exgf. okay, i was blog-hopping then i read your tagboard u saying that u have a stalker in your blog. how ah? i mean, how do you define a stalker in your blog? i mean like seriously, i dont know. k ni soalan no sarcasm or no mean to offend eh. aku seriously curious haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh ya. SL babies, desaru pictures are up on facebook. go tag urself k! if u lazy, then wait for monday then u guys can passing parcel my thumbdrive to take it coz i have it in there too. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;okay i need to do some school crap. i doubt im going to blog any sooner. i dont see a need to go online unless i really hv to. heeesh. tooodles babies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-4883921981083568068?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4883921981083568068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-812362483366602527</id><published>2009-02-21T16:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T17:01:13.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aa-hah!</title><content type='html'>hello cuppycakes. i actually have to siap to meet fareez to finish some school work but i felt the need to go online. and syabas, i went blog-hopping and i see some kind of "war" on cyberspace. wow great. and it all started because of one stupid excuse. heeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i promise i'll update on desaru prolly tonight or tmr. toodles! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-812362483366602527?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/812362483366602527/comments/default' 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type='text'>7th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it's funny how we've seem to made it. it's funny how we can even walk up straight. last night you sat home waiting, and i got home much too late. so what if we lose our minds, so what if it doesn't make much sense. at least we know we're lazy, at least we know how to play. we're so great. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy 7th, tom welling &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&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/6779541968789950982-5672627346700506186?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5672627346700506186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SZf5qWMnJTI/AAAAAAAAAcI/hw4VjuAjI-Q/s1600-h/n701897494_1964913_4450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302981592160347442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SZf5qWMnJTI/AAAAAAAAAcI/hw4VjuAjI-Q/s320/n701897494_1964913_4450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hello babycakes. what a lazy sunday today. i woke up at 8 and went back to sleep at ard 11 till like ard 5. and syabas my bf woke up earlier than me to do God knows what ngahah. my friday plus saturday was awesomezzzz. ngahaha. so friday met isya, qayyum and madini. we just lazed ard at tamp. talked (predicted) alot of nonsense. laughed too much. then i went to work. work was annoying. customers were on my nerves all the time. and so nazri said that "oh its friday the 13th thats why luck's not our side" ah ya right. but then again, maybe its true. k wdv. then the bf fetched me, wasted our time yada yada and it was home for meeeee. eh omg aku first time nmpk prostitute mat salleh then aku jakon. k wdv not impt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;saturday i woke up early coz i had the intention of going to t.m to look for a small gift for ina and dee. u see i dont celebrate v day but to me it's like friendship day lor. so i ajak my adek go with me. it has been quite some time since i brought him out. k no lah. the last time we spent like together time was when i brought him to the picnic. but then since he had nth to do i ajak-ed him. so we went to tm popular where i got ina a set of craft scissors. very useful lor. she can use it for her craftwork for her class and students too. teacher ina can use it to cut pretty pictures for her setan students ngahaha. and i got dee a smtg that i shall not type out here coz ive not given her yet ngahaha. then we rushed to times to get Amir a card. we had to like zoom coz i was afraid that the bf would wake up coz he planned to wash his bike. after purchasing the gifts, me and adek went to macdonalds tikus(HAHA) to have lunch. and aku damn kental nk mampos. i wrote the card in the bus. then the bus like move here and there, u shudve seen how the state of the card looks. then takde idea nk tulis ape so i ended up writing nonsense(like i always do) and adek was like "kak kau kental sak" k thx bye. so the moment we allighted from the bus, me and adek rushed like budak giler to Amir's bike to put the card. abeh perangai stop it, nk step check blind spot to see if the coast is clear hahahaha. but thank God that gundubrain was still sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;then in the later part of the afternoon, me and ina went to town to watch wan perc busking. ehh the percussion grp that he's in rocks la pls. i watch him busk all the time without fail la and theyre really gooooood. the people there looked frreakin cool with the dreadlocks and cute faces -__- so ya i had a good vday afternoon spent with my bestfriend. then we met ili and shah for a while. and omg after watching wan, we all wanted to like move away from that place ah. then i heard somebody calling my name. so i turned and i saw this guy smiling at me. so i just like k wdv i looked away. then he called my name again. so i turned ard again, and that guy was still smiling. so i took a second look and i was like "OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG" it was azri la! azri pls omg azri! it has been EONS since i last saw him! k then me and ina started to get excited and screamed like perempuan giler tebiat nk mampos. k excited la pls. like for real. we missed him la! oh then me and ina, we were wasting time, so we sat near far east there when i got a msg from bai saying that he saw me. so aku excited i called him right away. and syabas member kat far east. hahah so jmpe bai skejap, then i headed for workkkkkk. after work was simpang with the bf. ahhh carbonara rah rah rah! k best terserempak fazil(sp?) and ibah and sumpah Amir da start to ask me 21 questions perangai kepo nk mampos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and btw azri if you're reading this, eh OMG AKU AND INA RINDU KAU LA PLS. and sorry if we were like abit tebiat when we saw you. kite seriously excited. babi aku seribu kali pegi tp mkn kat itas tak pernah terserempak kau. BOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i am so bored right now. i cannot do my crossword coz the book is with jin mei. member so semangat nk pinjam bawak balek. haiyer. Amir's out playing takraw. tmr's school shmool then after that is slumdog millionairre! weehoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;k bye my adek wants his desktop back. i am too lazy to charge my laptop haiyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-1501692688506346597?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1501692688506346597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=1501692688506346597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/1501692688506346597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/1501692688506346597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/02/dan-aku-mulai-takut-terbawa-cinta.html' title='dan aku mulai takut terbawa cinta'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SZf5qWMnJTI/AAAAAAAAAcI/hw4VjuAjI-Q/s72-c/n701897494_1964913_4450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-7527263491596382435</id><published>2009-02-13T04:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T04:32:17.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SZSAVKebE7I/AAAAAAAAAcA/FDJ2zJ5M2Xs/s1600-h/1_317643384l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302003762399482802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SZSAVKebE7I/AAAAAAAAAcA/FDJ2zJ5M2Xs/s320/1_317643384l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;hello babies. yipee i have no classes later, so that gives me all the reasons to sleep later than usual. heh heh. so anyways, nothing much happening but wed was bowling with ADN students and it was fun. fun watching them. no i didnt bowl coz shiqa is frreaking ngada2 perangai mintak kene sidekick 7. i didnt want to bowl coz i didnt want to ruin my fingernails -___- omg somebody please slap my face k thx bye. so i watched my friends bowled and made fools out of themselves. and too many things to laugh about. like fareez azhar who sat on my nasi lemak (!!!!!) and bye bye to my ikan bilisssss. babi kau fareez. then there was the busride to boon lay. TUAS PEK KONG KENG. okay nvm inside joke. so after bowling at taman jurong, we all took the bus to jurong point to have lunch. and aku mcm sumpah jakun to the very maximum bcoz jurong point is like frreaking huge now. k wdv maybe im just outdated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;after jurong point everybody left for God knows where. me and fareez 187-ed back to his place. and best the weather so shiok we fell asleep when suddenly somebody coughed like really loudly i almost said nabeh cb punye lah kuat. chey skali check2 it was aidil. -___- k aku suke pegi rumah fareez coz he has channel tv3. haiya my place dont have so i abit jakon lor. k not jakon just that the programmes are quite nice. like anak bentong. -__-' then in the evening i went to meet my sunshines plus ili, shah and farra. we talked nonsense at lido mccafe then ina had to go off, then after that was dee coz she wanted to go have dinner with fit. so it was left with me, ili shah and farra. abeh kite ended doing my crossword puzzle book. k kental. we took turns. losers. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;k best just now, k no. yesterday work was fun. time flew like really fast. i did closing with siewleng and carrie. omg we had too many stupid things to laugh abt. we were laughing like non stop at our own stupidities. k syabas. we had a flying tumbler on carrie's face today. all thanks to siew leng. ngahaha. Amir fetched me and we lepak-ed abit and talked alot of nonsense and laughed over (not) funny things and argued over the stupidest things and ended up laughing at each other coz we damn kental pasal stupid nonsense matters pon nak argue. we is champions. (Y) just now my bf teringin nak mkn gula2 and out of all the million sweets, he bought gula2 FROZZ. is that even gula2? k nvm not impt to u but i find FROZZ very old school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yess ahhhh no school later. but im meeting my 2 lovely cousins isya and qayyum with (future cousin in law) madini for lunch weehooo! k excited. i miss them alrdy lor. so i predict too much laughters again. plus closing and the bf fetching me and prolly supper after that. yayy good day good day (i hope).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i know u guys are like snoring right now reading this but then i dont have anything to update abt so obviously i end up updating nonsense in this space. sorry lor. ysday at mccafe, they were playing all the old school songs. like those songs that i used to jam. old school arctic monkeys, hothotheat, melee and keane. jeeeeeeeeez i miss those times, especially at pat's. ive always loved that place. me and yan would always come early and talk nonsense, play and sing random songs. then there's this cat at that place yang so frreaking fat yan called him tiger -____- heeeesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;k bye i talk too much alrdy. im so hungry that i want to sleep it off.&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/6779541968789950982-7527263491596382435?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7527263491596382435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=7527263491596382435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7527263491596382435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7527263491596382435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-i-know.html' title='all i know'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SZSAVKebE7I/AAAAAAAAAcA/FDJ2zJ5M2Xs/s72-c/1_317643384l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-727572786756937017</id><published>2009-02-09T21:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:30:38.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>queen of apology</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SZAySZfVdAI/AAAAAAAAAb4/g65l3WuuG3M/s1600-h/Photo308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300792053076423682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SZAySZfVdAI/AAAAAAAAAb4/g65l3WuuG3M/s320/Photo308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;hello babies. so i had a gooood weekend. saturday, i went to lepak with fina and akmal after work. so great. now fina is our resident minahrep. NGAHAHAH. omg it was hilarious like shit teasing her about it and all. i had a great time with them- as usual. lepaking with them is equivalent to lepak-ing with isya and madini or kak fauziah and is. hah. and aku sumpah bongok nk mampos tak tau marina ade food court SYABAS(Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sunday was swimming/tanning at noon's place with ina. omg noon's dog is psycho. reminds me of ina's cat. sawan. and yes the sun was very evil. so hot hot hot! but oh wells. was nice getting to see noon. that poor girl not fitting in in school. ish. what the hell was i thinking, at gombak on a sunday. so random but oh wells. after swimming, me and ina went back to bedok res to have yummy kfc! and we even bumped into hanna and aslam there. and kekek mcm budak gile tebiat nk mampos abt the most stupidest things. k actually ina was the stupidest thing there. NGAHAH. k babi. after early dinner with them, i zoomed like lightning to Amir's place to meet him coz we wanted to catch underworld at downtown. and yay we saw zullies with *ehem* gf at pasir ris. chey tapi at last me and Amir we didnt even watch underworld. we watched defiance at GV TM. haha. Amir doesnt tell me but i know he finds the movie boring. but to me defiance is gooooooooooooooood. okay lah. maybe it's just my kind of movie kinda thing. next i need to watch Valkyrie! no not because of tom cruise. but because it just looks as good as defiance. k wdv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;okay today is serious monday blues clues. i went for class an hour late. and not only that, when i reached school, after lunch classes were cancelled. LIKE NB CB. i came all the way from frreakin bedok to clementi and theres no class! argh. so me fareez and bob ended up at woodlands where we had our lunch and did abiiiiit of our project at civic. heeyer. then we all headed home. what a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yesterday i told Amir to bring for me a sweater coz i was only dressed in a tank top and shorts. but then he forgot. so shiqa nak step merajok on the road la. step fold her arms while on the bike ah, plus with muke taik. and then it started to rain. kwang kwang kwang. kentalan nk mampos btol. so then my very baik bf stopped and made me get down so that he could take out his raincoat for me to wear. then okay la nk marah pon da tak jadi. ngahahaha kentalan nk mampos btol. k actually this part of the entry tak perlu lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;eh damn it. feb and march are such jam packed months. this coming wed is bowling with Biz Admin students. then im working thurs till weekends. 16th is my monthsary. then 20th is Desaru trip with Biz Admin students. 21st is sleepover at pricey's(this one tak confirm) but 22nd is rollerblading with Ashadelliqah. 28th is picnic with the usuals. wow. then March 10th is PR paper, which is also last day of school. then 13th is Is' chalet with the usuals. 16th my monthsary, 17th is papa's bday. then 18th is the happening day coz it fareez's bday(kening naik naik) then 19th is my Amir's bday. ish ish ish. bankrupt jugak aku mcm gini. ngahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SZAxQKP8ohI/AAAAAAAAAbw/aJn3ReJiPWc/s1600-h/n701897494_1964916_5293.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;p/s: she's like so whatever. :)&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/6779541968789950982-727572786756937017?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/727572786756937017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=727572786756937017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/727572786756937017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/727572786756937017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/02/queen-of-apology.html' title='queen of apology'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SZAySZfVdAI/AAAAAAAAAb4/g65l3WuuG3M/s72-c/Photo308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-8203663376176430800</id><published>2009-02-07T11:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T12:09:33.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awake, but my world is half asleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SY0F40nfqXI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ztiCDVbVUkA/s1600-h/n701897494_1965005_5225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299898810240051570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SY0F40nfqXI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ztiCDVbVUkA/s320/n701897494_1965005_5225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; hello babies. sorry for the lack of updates. chey padahal i got nothing much to update ngahah. ive been up to nothing but revising abit, visiting the bestfriend at his place, and school. i had a gooooood wednesday coz i went to meet madini and isyamanab for lunch at SUBWAY telepark. then after lunch we were just lazing around near isya's place and i we continued to laze when madini left for track and field. so ya i rot the whole day. syabas. but then i got to meet my bf also on that day so that sums it all :) then thursday was full of blisters day. coz nb cb we had to dress in our formal attire for CDP and my heels were really killing me. but then thanks is and kak fauziah who picked me up from Gombak. ngahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;yesterday work was a-ok. we got a few customers at some point so it wasnt that boring and draggy. our last customer was a family of 12. like cheaper by the dozen. k nonsense. so i met the bf after we both finish work. and aku dengan confident nye told Amir that i could call him at 6.30 this morning to wake him up for work, BUT MY PHONE WAS ON SILENT! and i had no idea where my phone was when i woke up at ard 8 like that. coz i fell asleep at the living room ysday. heeeesh. and now he wants to smack me ngahaha. wooooops :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;okay bye i need to bathe and siap for work. YAY I WILL GET TO WORK WITH FINA FOR LIKE 2 HRS! at least something pe. and i think im meeting ina after work. i miss my bestfriends =( especially faradellaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa and najibbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb. grrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;k byeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-8203663376176430800?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8203663376176430800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8203663376176430800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8203663376176430800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8203663376176430800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/02/awake-but-my-world-is-half-asleep.html' title='awake, but my world is half asleep'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SY0F40nfqXI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ztiCDVbVUkA/s72-c/n701897494_1965005_5225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-8966469785350698542</id><published>2009-02-04T01:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T02:19:12.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>subway eat fresh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SYiD6dnlEMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/1wzX6BLAxlw/s1600-h/n701897494_1964922_7029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298630002007675074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SYiD6dnlEMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/1wzX6BLAxlw/s320/n701897494_1964922_7029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;hello babies. i had a good day (technically) yesterday. i skipped school to go to Ikea with mum. it's been such a long time since mum and i went out only the both of us, more like bestfriends rather than mother daughter kinda thing. so we went out, talked and gossiped too much. laughed abt the stupidest things. i so miss doing these kind of things with her. that is why i feel very homesick when i sleep over at any other places. coz i will always want to hug and kiss my mother everyday when i come back home. i like to smell her hairrrrrr. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;so we bought too much nonsense. oh pls we do that all the time. u cannot put me and my mother together coz we will buy alot alot of incoherent stuff. that is why my father doesnt like to follow us when we're out haha. so we bought foldable chair for cik mila, kuali (at fucken ikea omg mak aku so kental), storage containers, and of course, the most important thing to buy when we go to Ikea is PLANTS! i bought one more cactus, to add on to my collection omg im a sucker for cactuses! then i bought 2 more pretty plants heh heh. mum bought the one with like small pretty purple flowers. but then i dont fancy those plants yang ade the flowers ah. i dont like flowers u see. so all my plants are like plants. just plants no flowers. thank God Ikea wasnt crowded today so we didnt have to queue for long to make payments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i still cannot believe that when i called Amir at 11.30 he was alrdy half asleep. so early! but then but then, he's fetching me tmr after he finishes work weeehooo! ive not met him for close to 2 weeks pls. heeyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;tmr after school, i have no idea where im going to study but prolly fareez's place, or somewhere else. i got to screw this crap managing list in my head or i will die i tell u. haiyer. and yay the weekend after next, pricey set a date for the ashadelliqah to go out roller blading. k best im excited alrdy hehehehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;okay i want to stop talking nonsense and continue watching lord dont slow me down. i still think that noel is sexier than liam. k bye nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: tonight, im your rock and roll star :)&lt;/em&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/6779541968789950982-8966469785350698542?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8966469785350698542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8966469785350698542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8966469785350698542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8966469785350698542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/02/subway-eat-fresh.html' title='subway eat fresh'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SYiD6dnlEMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/1wzX6BLAxlw/s72-c/n701897494_1964922_7029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-3409385310462073358</id><published>2009-02-02T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:05:26.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shadow puppets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SYbCrJILOXI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/3ah_iMSTIyk/s1600-h/n701897494_1965003_4670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298136058088339826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SYbCrJILOXI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/3ah_iMSTIyk/s320/n701897494_1965003_4670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;hello babies. okay im so excited already to update ngahah. and i so love fareez's desktop coz it has a huge ass monitor and it reminds me the desktop at work. and ya btw, pardon me for the rather nonsensical(to u guys maybe) posts before this. all the patah hati posts and all. ngahaha. okay whatever shall not elaborate on that part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;SO. my week has been rather difficult last week but im glad everything's okay alrdy. omg im so happy that it's finally monday coz that means i got 6 more weeks of schoooooool baybeeeeeee! although i dont really fancy coming to school nowadays, but who cares la. attendance sake k wdvvvvv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i was so freakin bored yesterday i cudve died. already i woke up in the afternoon, i really had nothing to do. i wanted to be out but i have nobody to go out with. WOW I SOUND LIKE A LOSER. ngahaha. ina was out with loverboy hadi. dee was tutoring. Amir had family chalet. so i ended up plugging in into adek's e guitar and i was strumming aimlessly then i had the idea of calling Asyraf. so i ended up lepak-ing with him at The View. ahhh shiok so best. talk too much crap. so then me and the people at home went to Simpang for late dinner with cik ali. k best aku bleh mkn mcm beribu pinggan of carbonara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i actually have alot alot of nonsense to update here but i dont think i should hog into this freaking huge desktop for too long. toodles noodles! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;p/s: Person A is fine now. but Person ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOP is still annoying me k thx bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-3409385310462073358?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well excuse me, guess i've mistaken you for somebody else. somebody who gave a damn, somebody more like myself. these foolish games are tearing me apart. and your thoughtless words are breaking my heart. you're breaking my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-5528167286400925404?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5528167286400925404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=5528167286400925404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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hell out of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a call to greatness.&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/6779541968789950982-2765983415886236959?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2765983415886236959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=2765983415886236959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/2765983415886236959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-6821429886524559485?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6821429886524559485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=6821429886524559485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/6821429886524559485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/6821429886524559485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/jealousy-turning-saints-into-sea.html' title='jealousy, turning saints into the sea'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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tanye2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;well i spent my cny holiday at sentosa with isya, madini, qayyum and his friends plus my bestfriend, fareez(: okay first of all, i have never seen soooo many banglas before in my whole entire life and just now was my first. harbourfront and sentosa were both flocked with shameless banglas i want to slap their faces. i wantd to die la looking at the overwhelming amount of banglas. tak bleh angzzzz. so we cabbed to sentosa and settled for palawan. and i had fun in the sun. k i lied. i tried my best to not be in the sun. wasnt really in the mood to get burnt since im having my period now. k no link shut up. so ya i had fun with kick ass people. and i have finally come to a decision that i have to start doing my sit ups and crunches again coz my stomach looks terrible. it looks like double cheeseburger=( even fareez agrees. omg sometimes i wonder why fareez worries abt his stomach when it's flat. look at mine! argh. k nvm whatever shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i am going picnic tmr, or should i say later, with kak fauziah, her bf, kak yati, my younger brother and fareez. i hope ina, isya and madini can come along. and i hope my mother wakes up early so i can ask her to cook nasi goreng hahah k aku kentalz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haiyer wed is like back to school day. boooring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;eh omg why must my mother lock her bedroom door! i need to take out my contacts la. argh annoying. and its amazing how people at home can not get tired of annoying me. amazing. bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;k bye aku pms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SX4MN3_mUhI/AAAAAAAAAa8/1oqE4gDM2MI/s72-c/Photo278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-8251023406217063730</id><published>2009-01-24T10:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T11:20:38.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breakfast at tiffany's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SXqEjyqoGqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/f4cixFXuvwc/s1600-h/n652018109_567444_2391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294690062358289058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SXqEjyqoGqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/f4cixFXuvwc/s320/n652018109_567444_2391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;okay, i miss having that hair. that nonsense fringe in the eyes hair. but too bad my mother hates me having that hair haiyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so this morning supposedly, im going to sentosa. but everyone bailed on me so great. actually its okay lah. i can use this time to rot at home. ive been facebook-ing with zie just now and she taught me to play this fun game what pet society what not. im so bongok in fb la. so yep great, my pet looks like anak setan syabas. ngahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ahhh work was good yesterday. we had normal amount of customers. not like those ghost town days. i was doing closing with good bunch of company. hamdan, siewleng and jin mei. we had alot of fun yacking and laughing at the most stupidest things. it was my first time doing closing with hamdan. coz he's quite new, and and that time when he just started, i was doing alot of lunch shifts. so we closed pretty fast, me and hamdan we were like lightning. seriously i was really tired, i just wanted to balek cepat2 and tido. heeesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;yesterday while i was having a good time talking on the phone with isyamanab, i suddenly felt this really piercing pain on my left collarbone. it felt like there was something moving down my collarbone, repeatedly kinda thing. frreakin sakit i tell u. i told my mother i had a setan worm moving on my collarbone. i couldnt sleep la pls coz it was frreakin painful. then i really couldnt tahan i asked my mother to urut, which kinda helped. well at least i could go to sleep. ngahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;k bye. i cannot wait to see fina later at work weeeeeee :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and i miss my yellow butterfly, kamalina=(&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/6779541968789950982-8251023406217063730?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8251023406217063730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8251023406217063730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8251023406217063730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8251023406217063730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/breakfast-at-tiffanys.html' title='breakfast at tiffany&apos;s'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SXqEjyqoGqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/f4cixFXuvwc/s72-c/n652018109_567444_2391.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-5068620087356633667</id><published>2009-01-23T03:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T03:55:18.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you and me together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SXjNsh17BDI/AAAAAAAAAas/9JsOk9-jL_Q/s1600-h/Photo102..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294207526856492082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SXjNsh17BDI/AAAAAAAAAas/9JsOk9-jL_Q/s320/Photo102..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hello babies. the weather has been nothing but insane. its frrreakin hot in the day and frreakin cold at night. (LIKE NOW. im actually wearing a thermal to sleep.) ahhh just like the desert. chey why am i like talking like as if ive been on a camel in sahara before. nyek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;okay the highlight of the day is that somebody spiked my drink. k fuck it its suppose to be an inside joke but its not funny damn it. ngahahah. im a happy person when i am ard happy people. k thats no link.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i am feeling very sleepy right now. k like duh its like da pukul brape tak tau nk tido kau nk mampos eh shiqa. k syabas. im also very hungry. but then again, since am i not. haiyer. my bf has now ditched me for a book. just like i did to him ngahaha. i ditch him for twilight series nowadays ngahah. k whteverrrrr. i dont read harry porter books so i can never understand. yea yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;omg k bye. i have school in like 5 more hours like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and oh ya, today i was frreakin bored that i learnt how to speak spanish. thanks to mimi ngahaha. k byeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-5068620087356633667?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5068620087356633667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=5068620087356633667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/5068620087356633667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/5068620087356633667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-and-me-together.html' title='you and me together'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SXjNsh17BDI/AAAAAAAAAas/9JsOk9-jL_Q/s72-c/Photo102..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-8817210590692565502</id><published>2009-01-22T15:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T15:45:53.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>obvious winner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SXghME-lUVI/AAAAAAAAAak/UiPIdCdv1gc/s1600-h/1_638218297l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294017853352399186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SXghME-lUVI/AAAAAAAAAak/UiPIdCdv1gc/s320/1_638218297l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;hello babies. sorry for the lack of updates. im pretty much caught up with pms and lots of nonsense ngahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i had a good day yesterday. i skipped school to accompany ina sign some crap papers and omg we got lost trying to find geylang bahru. this tak pandai sangat person told us to take 51 to get there and nabei cb we got lost we couldnt find the place. we ended up at some lorong at geylang. so skali in the end check2 the correct bus was 26. and fuck, that place, i passed that place like 500 million times when im on the bike. like cb u know. i was like starving and tired la. then after signing the papers, we had to go to SATA. argh omg i wanted to die alrdy. but haiya overall i had a good afternoon with my bestfriend la. heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;work yesterday was okay. closing was rather smooth. siew leng was in a pretty good mood so that sums up everything. or else she'd be like pms-ing without a cause. frreakin annoying. i had ochazuke for dinner. yummy! i even got to meet Amir coz he fetched me ngahaha. tonight he's fetching me again then we're going to isya's coz my bf wants to borrow isya's harry porter book. LAME KE APE. k nvm. i just cannot picture him sitting down to read. heeeesh weirdness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i am so looking forward to sentosa this saturday with isya, ina and atikah moo moo. then next weekend is cycling with entah siape ngahaha. okay bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;SHUFINAH, AKU RINDU KAU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-8817210590692565502?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8817210590692565502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8817210590692565502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8817210590692565502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8817210590692565502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/obvious-winner.html' title='obvious winner'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SXghME-lUVI/AAAAAAAAAak/UiPIdCdv1gc/s72-c/1_638218297l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-8528020579333640041</id><published>2009-01-22T12:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T15:25:23.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged!</title><content type='html'>okay hello. ive been tagged by my cousin, farhana. so here goes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Put your iTunes on shuffle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW OUTRAGEOUS IT SOUNDS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Tag 10 friends who might enjoy doing the game as well as the person you got the note from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heart in a cage- the strokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hot- avril lavigne. omg this is so funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything we had- the academy is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;diatas normal- peterpan. ahh great, told u im weird. ngahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;champagne supernova- oasis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ego- the sounds. ngahaha so true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT OFTEN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;supernatural- flyleaf. i do want supernatural powers, why not! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;last night- the strokes. ngahahhaa math is so last night. the last time i took math was when i was in sec school syabas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the shock of the lightning- oasis. ahhh yes my bestfriends are eccentric people ngahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nothing lasts forever- maroon 5. -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;almost easy- avenged sevenfold. YA RIGHT. how i wish my life is almost easy. ngahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;03' bonnie &amp;amp; clyde- jay z and beyonce. hahaha omg i dont want to be some robber or thief or criminal. ish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wrong impression- natalie imbruglia. ngahaha why eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sandaran hati- letto. ah yelah, sandar la puas puas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lollipop- lil wayne. OMG BABI, THIS SONG DRIVES ME NUTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;henrietta- the fratellis. k mampos. tergolek mayat aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take it or leave it- the strokes. ????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;indah- agnes monica. awwwww. ok i love my itunes coz the songs are so far quite relevant to the qs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a dark congregation- the hush sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;disturbia- rihanna. wtf -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saat kau pergi- vagetoz. eh stop it sial. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;walk with me- too phat. -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;juturna- circa survive. no it doesnt make me cry wth -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jangan menangis lagi- kangen band. stop it sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;feeling good- muse. why the hell would i be scared of feeling good. kental pe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;two become one- atreyu. whatever that means ngahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;california- phantom planet. ngahaha why the hell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bleeding love- leona lewis. okay stop it eh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kekasih gelapku- ungu. ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am tagging:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. isyamanab since u have all the time in the world to do this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. bedah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. mel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. finaz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. ina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. price&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. fina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and whoever who wants to do alriteeee? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-8528020579333640041?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8528020579333640041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8528020579333640041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8528020579333640041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8528020579333640041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/tagged.html' title='tagged!'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6779541968789950982.post-6886710472627155891</id><published>2009-01-19T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T23:36:07.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SXSZdTN3eCI/AAAAAAAAAac/0OxpDJ6iZQY/s1600-h/2q3xbag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293024190720866338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SXSZdTN3eCI/AAAAAAAAAac/0OxpDJ6iZQY/s320/2q3xbag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello. i had the worst monday blues ever. i came to school, only to find out that i have a presentation and none of my groupmates are present, yet. and the best part was that, ive not even done the slides yet. okay whatever i am in no mood to talk abt my project bcoz i hate it to the bottom of hell's core. argh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ive been rather moody today. must be pms. ahh fuck pms ive not even gotten my period yet nb cb. fareez surok aku mkn chocolate. ahhhh pimple. cannot take it! k i should stop it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eh omg bye no mood to blog.&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/6779541968789950982-6886710472627155891?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6886710472627155891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=6886710472627155891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/6886710472627155891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/6886710472627155891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/pms.html' title='pms'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SXSZdTN3eCI/AAAAAAAAAac/0OxpDJ6iZQY/s72-c/2q3xbag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-8811682569346458840</id><published>2009-01-19T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T01:42:39.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let it rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SXKrZ6yVJ8I/AAAAAAAAAaM/iM13JBmzPDY/s1600-h/Photo149..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292480973879191490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SXKrZ6yVJ8I/AAAAAAAAAaM/iM13JBmzPDY/s320/Photo149..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;hello babies. this is going to be a random entry so bear with me. and trust me, this has nothing to do with my undying obsession for twilight. prolly this is just mere coincidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i like it how you can ease my mind, calm me down. no matter how pissed and annoyed i was before, when im around you, i totally forget about all those things thats bothering me. it makes me happy whenever i am around you because i can guarantee that for sure, i'd have nothing to worry about. but sometimes i wonder, is this good or bad? too many pros and cons to weigh. are u going to stay till whenever to help me ease the strain in my head all the time? this is practically like a "hidden talent", something good that u can do without u knowing it. and i thank God for you, and i pray that you're here to stay forever :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-8811682569346458840?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8811682569346458840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8811682569346458840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8811682569346458840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8811682569346458840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-it-rock.html' title='let it rock'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SXKrZ6yVJ8I/AAAAAAAAAaM/iM13JBmzPDY/s72-c/Photo149..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-824351739905135424</id><published>2009-01-16T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T12:20:37.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;maybe i just want to fly, i want to live i dont want to die. maybe i just want to breathe, maybe i just dont believe. maybe you're the same as me; we see things they'll never see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you and i we're gonna live forever :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy 6th, tom welling :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ily &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&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/6779541968789950982-824351739905135424?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/824351739905135424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=824351739905135424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/824351739905135424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/824351739905135424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/maybe-i-just-want-to-fly-i-want-to-live.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6779541968789950982.post-4140680372182343262</id><published>2009-01-16T03:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T03:21:20.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bella swan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SW-ML5kPaxI/AAAAAAAAAaE/8P2f4YW2zco/s1600-h/n1618718290_124445_4043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291602223242898194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SW-ML5kPaxI/AAAAAAAAAaE/8P2f4YW2zco/s320/n1618718290_124445_4043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;OMG YOU KNOW HOW OBSESSED I AM WITH TWILIGHT AND THIS AND THAT ABOUT IT. AND I JUST FOUND OUT THAT I AM BORN ON THE SAME DAY AS KRISTEN STEWART A.K.A BELLA SWAN. SHE'S BORN ON 9TH APRIL 1990!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;OKAY PLS, U CAN CALL ME BELLA SWAN NOW. K THX BYE. ngahah.&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/6779541968789950982-4140680372182343262?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4140680372182343262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=4140680372182343262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/4140680372182343262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/4140680372182343262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/bella-swan.html' title='bella swan!'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SW-ML5kPaxI/AAAAAAAAAaE/8P2f4YW2zco/s72-c/n1618718290_124445_4043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-8521491728504606955</id><published>2009-01-15T15:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T15:34:17.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eyes on fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SW7ifcYX1uI/AAAAAAAAAZM/EmrXWf6sPPA/s1600-h/Photo126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291415642029151970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SW7ifcYX1uI/AAAAAAAAAZM/EmrXWf6sPPA/s320/Photo126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; first of all, HAPPY 23rd BDAY TO MY OLDER BROTHER! yay omg ur like so old ngahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;okay pls pardon the ridiculous picture of him. i actually persuaded him like a thousand times to make him wear that cute crown on his damn head ngahaha. what a gooood sister i am :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;omg i had a good day yesterday. school was a-ok. school is forever a-ok to me oh wells. so after school i went home to shower and eat then i went to meet fareez at cityhall. then bought a few stuff and headed to town to meet ilham to buy more stuffs. that boy should stop growing damn it. i am so minute standing next to him. haiyer! so i had a good time being out with my 2 babies yesterday. i was starving and craving for chilli crabs so we settled for newton. okay i chucked away my &lt;strong&gt;"NO SEAFOOD DIET"&lt;/strong&gt; and had alot of it yesterday ngahaha. i had clams and crabs. and all the way while i was sinfully indulging, i had the &lt;em&gt;"go to hell with cholesterol"&lt;/em&gt; mantra playing in my head to convince me that it was ok to have seafood once in a while. so i promised myself to not have anymore cholesterol high seafood for the nxt 3 mths or so. ah yes padan muke kau shiqa. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i am so proud of fareez azhar coz he finally watched twilight. like so freaking outdated pls this gundubrain tapi takpe. at least kau da tgk. ngahaha. today after school i need to "tuition" fareez coz he is dumb enough to really not know anything thats been going on in class. haha k bastard sey shiqa. no la. a friend in need is a friend indeed kaaaaaaaaaaaaaan. ngahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;k bye i want to post pictures and get back to what i was doing- procrastinating HAHAHA :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291419728575614274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SW7mNT8-TUI/AAAAAAAAAZU/7HMDrmFjouw/s320/Photo112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291419731349659874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SW7mNeSW4OI/AAAAAAAAAZc/jNVIPW8U0MQ/s320/Photo110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291419733232449170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SW7mNlTP9pI/AAAAAAAAAZk/CyovleDLP2Y/s320/Photo115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291419735930262738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SW7mNvWdVNI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/7mDDJDyfc9E/s320/Photo117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291420314186350098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SW7mvZhc_hI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/BHvfU_uyGIU/s320/Photo118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-8521491728504606955?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8521491728504606955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8521491728504606955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8521491728504606955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8521491728504606955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/eyes-on-fire.html' title='eyes on fire'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SW7ifcYX1uI/AAAAAAAAAZM/EmrXWf6sPPA/s72-c/Photo126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-5040491645435503781</id><published>2009-01-13T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T23:11:57.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy bday isyamanab!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWyrsRUZSoI/AAAAAAAAAZE/swW2x0hQSsk/s1600-h/Photo431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290792439305030274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWyrsRUZSoI/AAAAAAAAAZE/swW2x0hQSsk/s320/Photo431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;to my dearest cousin, happy 19th bday siti aisyah manab! i love u many many and may this year be a goooood one for u! k best bsk aku nk pegi beli present kau ngahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;k hello babies. im back, in bedok i mean. so i slept over my uncle's place at west coast and i could wake up an hour before class starts. ngahaha. school has been okaaaay lah. pretty much normal. i am actually quite deprived of a time out. like a time to lepak or smtg hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;omg k bye i actually have a lot of work to do. i dont want to do my project tmr hence i am doing it now so that tmr i can go shopping. hehehehehe. now it's fareez's turn to watch me shop heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;and yes i shall be patient to wait till friday to meet my bf. patience patience. :)&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/6779541968789950982-5040491645435503781?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5040491645435503781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=5040491645435503781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/5040491645435503781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/5040491645435503781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-bday-isyamanab.html' title='happy bday isyamanab!'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWyrsRUZSoI/AAAAAAAAAZE/swW2x0hQSsk/s72-c/Photo431.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-5205694330705172993</id><published>2009-01-11T10:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T10:37:38.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hotstuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWlWt8G3fAI/AAAAAAAAAY8/f2msQHCb2I0/s1600-h/Photo346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289854584552389634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWlWt8G3fAI/AAAAAAAAAY8/f2msQHCb2I0/s320/Photo346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; hello babies. nothing much to update about. but i just feel like logging into blogger. oh ya im sleeping over my uncle's place tonight so that means i can wake up late for school tmr! yayness aku kemarok ngahah. my uncle is on night shift tonight, so that leaves me all alone in the empty house syabas(Y) but not really a problem to me coz im currently reading eclipse so at least i have a book to keep me company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i hope hope hope the plan to go jb after school this wed is still on. suddenly i have this urge to eat chilli crabs entah kenape. and screw my "no seafood this month" diet because i had 2 prawns yesterday ngahaha. im kental like that. and i feel like eating cereal prawns also. heeeesh so many things that i want to eat la pls. so i reallyyyyyy hope im going jb this coming wed. if not, im just going to shop in town or smtg. and get my crabs here. booooring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;k omg i need to do smtg abt my work schedule this week. i sent in the schedule stating that i can work on friday and saturday next week. turns out, i cannot work on both days syabas(Y) i cannot work on friday because my bf wants to bring me out and smlm aku da kene final reminder to go change my schedule. great. and it was rather dumb of me la. i shouldnt have pt shift on friday. bodoh jugak aku ni. so then saturday i asked for lunch shift and shit i have a bday gathering thingy whatnot u call it to go. so im quite dead. haiyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and i omg i miss my cousin, ilham. damn it, when i read his tag then i realised that i kinda miss him. havent met him eversince God knows when. and that idiot went to Bali without me. he even went back to jakarta. eee babi not fair. kapan mau ketemu? udah kangen sih sama loe. mau dugem gak? oh gak bisa ya. makanya kamu masih boca lagi. ngahahaha! :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;k bye i want to read my book, afterwhich i need to scrub my mum's toilet(i volunteered to get home cooked nasi lemak in return ngahaha) then siap2 and drop my things at west coast. toodles! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;oh ya wait. i know this is late but i suddenly remembered. happy bday syaz! im sorry this is so belated but its the thought that counts kan. ngahaha alasan. so ya, happy bday! i bet u had a great time on ur bday so good for u love(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: you're not alone. there is more to this, i know.&lt;/strong&gt;&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/6779541968789950982-5205694330705172993?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5205694330705172993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=5205694330705172993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/5205694330705172993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/5205694330705172993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/hotstuff.html' title='hotstuff'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWlWt8G3fAI/AAAAAAAAAY8/f2msQHCb2I0/s72-c/Photo346.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-8584794585391232946</id><published>2009-01-10T10:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:23:45.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiccups</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWgCz7gkMmI/AAAAAAAAAY0/po1Lf6MrjgE/s1600-h/IMG_8800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289480853517513314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWgCz7gkMmI/AAAAAAAAAY0/po1Lf6MrjgE/s320/IMG_8800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;i am still rather angsty, frustrated, irritated and whatever angry adjectives u want to insert here. but, i hope for a better, happier post today. okay shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i am proud of myself for surviving this first week of school. it was hell, its been like 3 weeks since i sit in class and listen. ok no. i dont really listen. but im a good multi-tasker though. i can be reading my book and still (KINDA) know whats going on. hahah ya right. okay so approximately, i have like ard 8 more weeks of school then its like selamat tinggal ite clementi like finally. oh God, i can finally be free from taking the morning 60 bus, being cramped up like sardines then taking the train all the way to clementi. and i hate it when my ipod dies on me bcoz that means that i'll end up rotting in the train. heeesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i hope to find a better job once i finish school so that its speeds up the process of me saving up for flying and all. i hope hope hope i get into Qatar actually. okay whatever i dont want to bore u any longer telling u abt my flying plans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so yesterday was a good day. school was a-ok. then i dropped by the otlet to see fina. eh pls i miss her la. i was so happy to see her. and jin mei calls her shiqa, and calls me fina. syabas(Y) so then i met isya and accompanied her to look for a job then zahidah came along. omg zahidah pls be nice and bring me to australia with u. i promise i will take ur place if u have to video record another person's feet. ngahahaha. so eventually isya gave up halfway and we just chilled and then went home. i was home pretty early yesterday i wanted to die because oh u know how much i hate the environment at home. argh. but i waited patiently(with a couple of whines and complains) for ina to finish school so that i could go over to her place to take eclipse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i hate it when im emotionally attached to a book or a movie, or sinetrons or what not la. u know i spent most of the time reading new moon in classes and i even cried in class and it became one hell of an amusement to my classmates. they can be staring at me to wait for me to cry again. losers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;okay i gtg do some stuff. wow, a pretty much happier post aint it? ya whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: how did we get here? i used to know you so well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-8584794585391232946?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8584794585391232946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8584794585391232946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8584794585391232946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/8584794585391232946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/hiccups.html' title='hiccups'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWgCz7gkMmI/AAAAAAAAAY0/po1Lf6MrjgE/s72-c/IMG_8800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-305069453526376987</id><published>2009-01-09T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T02:10:43.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom writer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWY9Gj01e0I/AAAAAAAAAYs/FdeKCpOexXE/s1600-h/2933265169_0d1fd096ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288981995298585410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWY9Gj01e0I/AAAAAAAAAYs/FdeKCpOexXE/s320/2933265169_0d1fd096ff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; am definitely not in the best of moods right now so this entry will be full of angst and probably too much of "frust venting".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;okay first of all, i apologize if any of my entries have been rather provocative in any way or another to you human readers. i dont really know in what way it has provoked u, but ya i am sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i dont think that the apology was even sincere. too bad that my ego is frreaking huge and i dont think i should be apologizing in the first place. this is my blog. my space to update on anything that i want to. why should i drop my freedom of writing just because apparently im stirring other people's personal life. it is clearly none of my business. this is my blog, i am not going to stop posting things that i normally post up here just because some of my readers are not happy with it pr with each other, or they are having arguments because of my entries. these are my entries. and it is not fair to me when my readers are apparently "fighting" because of what i posted. too bad for u guys that u guys got urself into such crap because of my entries. and even though i feel bad because it was partly because of my entries that u guys got into that crap, it is not fair to me and too bad that i am not dropping that freedom that i have to post whatever i want here. like i said, this is my blog. my say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i am getting sick and tired of hearing the same shit everyday. why are people always on my nerves nowadays. i think indecisive people should just shut up and make up their minds. stupid people should take the initiative to fucking do something and at least make the effort to do something. and people should just solve their own problems and leave me out of it coz i definitely suck in helping them because i am not in the mood to take sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;damn it i dont even know what the fuck this whole entry is about and where its leading to. i am like so pissed with everybody i can explode right now. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-305069453526376987?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/305069453526376987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=305069453526376987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/305069453526376987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/305069453526376987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/freedom-writer.html' title='freedom writer'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWY9Gj01e0I/AAAAAAAAAYs/FdeKCpOexXE/s72-c/2933265169_0d1fd096ff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-3243038520146429352</id><published>2009-01-07T12:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T13:14:43.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWQx9Cg8qMI/AAAAAAAAAYk/d2Yq7m6gzqc/s1600-h/1_529485281l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288406787156650178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWQx9Cg8qMI/AAAAAAAAAYk/d2Yq7m6gzqc/s320/1_529485281l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;hello babies. i cannot believed that i survived the whole day of school yesterday. i even went for 10am class which last sem i skipped like all the time kinda thing k whateverrrrr. so at ard 9.45 i was alrdy at clementi omg i was so frrreakin early i decided to wait for fareez to kill some time. honestly, i rather be late than early for class coz i have this tendency to fall asleep while waiting for class to start. heeeeesh. and hurray to me, school was so draggy but i survived it. ngahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;after school was lepakzzzz at my uncle's place at west coast with fareez. it was so impromptu. we just lepak 101 there. my uncle was so nice to even cook dinner for us ngahaha. we were rotting like crazy we even fell asleep leaving my uncle talking to himself ngahaha. should do this more often since his place is just walking distance from school heh heh. im probably going to sleep over his place this sunday so that i'll be nearer t school. means that i have more time to sleep and i can wake up later heh hehhhhh. setanzzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;k omg im procrastinating i might as well just die here. this blog needs a proper update but the blogger has no time argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;k bye.&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/6779541968789950982-3243038520146429352?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3243038520146429352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=3243038520146429352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/3243038520146429352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/3243038520146429352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-moon.html' title='new moon'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWQx9Cg8qMI/AAAAAAAAAYk/d2Yq7m6gzqc/s72-c/1_529485281l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-7107430753425719295</id><published>2009-01-06T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T11:38:57.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brokerage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWLQVUB0AkI/AAAAAAAAAYc/vkrf3F_USwo/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288017977058525762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWLQVUB0AkI/AAAAAAAAAYc/vkrf3F_USwo/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hello babies. yesterday was back to school day and God school was a long, taxing day. maybe its because its been like 3 weeks since i went to school? ngahaha. school was a-ok la. probably because i only had 3 hrs of sleep before that thanks to my smartass brains- i watched twilight(for the 12th time) online. kental pls shiqa. i was pretty beat i school, wasnt all that cheerful, talkative like usual. i k.o-ed when i reached home lor. i slept as early as 9pm till tis morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;next week is payday i need to shop for presents yipee. omg im so bored right now i could feel grey hairs growing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;k bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-7107430753425719295?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7107430753425719295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=7107430753425719295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7107430753425719295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7107430753425719295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/brokerage.html' title='brokerage'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWLQVUB0AkI/AAAAAAAAAYc/vkrf3F_USwo/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-146450974026806197</id><published>2009-01-05T01:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T01:43:11.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy bday deeee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWDxp4rgIhI/AAAAAAAAAYU/mpbvPCZVht4/s1600-h/1_242307565l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287491664424739346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWDxp4rgIhI/AAAAAAAAAYU/mpbvPCZVht4/s320/1_242307565l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this goes out to my bestestest friend till the end of time, Nurul Faradella Zulkeflee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY 19TH LOVE! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;omg syabas kau da tua krepot skg. k lah actually being 19 is no biggie. its just that ur 1 year away from being a 20 sen ngahahaha! ok pls kindly wait for my pay then u'll get ur present. LOVE U!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;k actually i dont really know what to get for her ah ngahaha! omg i cannot believe that ive been starbucks-ing like what 4 days straight? and town-ing too. ahh shitness u cant really blame me la. doesnt really matter where u are as long as u good great company riiiiiteeee? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;k best i got school in like less than 12 hrs and im really zonked out now i should head to bed. toodles babies.&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/6779541968789950982-146450974026806197?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/146450974026806197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=146450974026806197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/146450974026806197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/146450974026806197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-bday-deeee.html' title='happy bday deeee!'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SWDxp4rgIhI/AAAAAAAAAYU/mpbvPCZVht4/s72-c/1_242307565l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-6133172391014935502</id><published>2009-01-03T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T01:00:35.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one fullerton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SV5FEMhuKwI/AAAAAAAAAYM/aJf38v-eQD4/s1600-h/1_407729980l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286738950963997442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SV5FEMhuKwI/AAAAAAAAAYM/aJf38v-eQD4/s320/1_407729980l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hello babies. i had a goooooood day today. i met the girls in the morning over at ina's place. and i had an "oprah" session with nurul faradella i swear i wanted to kill her for having that rather awkward talk with me. but oh wells. she's like my bestest bestfriend and i love her how can i possibly kill her ngahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;met isya ann madini and we teman-ed isya job hunt. ya Allah that girl is so cerewet i want to jotos her freaking head. but haiya nowadays quite difficult to carik keje lor. so being picky is not an option. HEARD THAT ISYA! so fareez came along and we chilled till i felt like dying of lepak-ing. omg i can really die of lepak-ing. fareez and i do nth but lepak omg we are that kental pls. k wdv it is, i had a goood day with all the special people in my life. ahhh im starting to love 2009 alrdy. i hope it goes all pretty and smooth for me this year :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tmr i got to go to sentosa. then after that i'll prolly rush to town coz i heard wan perc is busking somewhere near taka. ahh best i want to see that junior of mineeee :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;on a random note, i miss jamming. i miss azriyan. i miss molly. haiyer. i miss jumping ard the jamming room like budak giler. i miss jamming without my shoes on. i miss seeing my pretty fingernails on the keys. sighhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;k bye. my adek is like on the guitars now i want to go join him byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: amazing how 2 egoistic people can be very good friends. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&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/6779541968789950982-6133172391014935502?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6133172391014935502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=6133172391014935502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/6133172391014935502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/6133172391014935502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-fullerton.html' title='one fullerton'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SV5FEMhuKwI/AAAAAAAAAYM/aJf38v-eQD4/s72-c/1_407729980l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-8268535431412786397</id><published>2009-01-02T01:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T03:41:59.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will keep the bad things from you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SVz_qZNxZ2I/AAAAAAAAAYE/aBFel-o1LWI/s1600-h/1_461585199l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286381166414358370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SVz_qZNxZ2I/AAAAAAAAAYE/aBFel-o1LWI/s320/1_461585199l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;hello babies. today wasnt bad after all. k stop. its like 2nd january alrdy so &lt;em&gt;yesterday&lt;/em&gt; wasnt that bad afterall. what a good way to start the new year.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and so today i witnessed a shopping spree madness. k not madness la. &lt;em&gt;but omg boy u shop like a girrrrrl baby. &lt;/em&gt;ngahahaha. someone got 2 bottoms, and 5 tops. mampos. omg ive never seen someone who has an impromptu shopping impulse and start buying things ngahaha. and today too i kinda got what ive been craving for. long john and famous amos. omg i secretly craved for famous amos like a monk secretly craves for lamb chop. k what the fuck that was stupid and rude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;but anyways, thank you for the treat. thank you for the dinner, famous amos and starbucks and God knows what else. i feel so bad for having you to pay but then again YOU ASKED ME TO BE A LADY FOR ONCE AND LET YOU PAY. damn it i felt like a man suddenly ngahaha. so ya thank you. for you're my bestfriend and aku sayang kau not bcoz kau tlg aku dl lagu. so takmo prangai mcm musibat. k thx bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;im pretty excited to meet isya. like yay im seeing her. ive been like paitao-ing her since God knows when. but hello not like i purposely one lor. mesti je ade smtg crop up. annoying. so this time to hell with all the things thats coming my way. pegi mampos smue. im meeting her too bad haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and speaking of mampos, my older brother almost sent me to my deathbed just now. i came back home kinda early, ard 30 mins past midnight like that? and so when i opened the door, the house was so quiet and it was like dark. no lights and all. so i was thinking why is everyone asleep so early. and pukimak i went to the dining room and i saw a figure sitting there. God, it was like botak and scary. and my brother started laughing i wanted to faint. it was him. asshole. he loves to scare me this way. i was really so scared la babi. what a bitch. and apparently he brainwashed my mother into not letting me go Bali with my friends in june coz he wants to go Borracay instead. k is that how u spell it? k wdv. so ya damn it. ok i know Borracay is like Bali just in Philippines but i want to go Bali damn it. k thx brother. urgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;k bye i typed so much. i want to find stg else to do. toodles :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;//edit! omg im so excited that me and my abg are getting tix for the rod stewart concert on feb 28th for my parents for their advance 21st yr anni present! even if it burns 300 bucks each off our pockets ngahaha. chey padahal their anni is in may k thx bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: nobody's standing in our way. we'll fight for this :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/6779541968789950982-8268535431412786397?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8268535431412786397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=8268535431412786397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-7993268656865505438</id><published>2009-01-01T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:32:53.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one more year come and gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SVx8KoAd8sI/AAAAAAAAAX8/_2b39-U1KHc/s1600-h/.IMG_8801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286236584606036674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SVx8KoAd8sI/AAAAAAAAAX8/_2b39-U1KHc/s320/.IMG_8801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; hello babies. happy 2009! ngahaha. actually im not that all happy that 2009 came this fast coz ive yet to enjoy 2008. but the contradiction to that is of course, 2008 has its ups and downs and i wanted it to be over soon. so heregoes. its finally 2009. okay i shall be cliche and talk about all the happenings in 2008. chey not all la. if i were to write all i'll be writing a autobio alrdy. k thx bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2008 was indeed a rollercoaster ride. in terms of family wise, some things are better left unsaid, i learnt to forgive but that does not mean forget. too many happenings that happened so fast, too fast for me to catch up on and all. in terms of friends wise, i value friendship even more as sometimes you dont know whats going to come in the way and take it all away. i learnt that sometimes, that someone who has been there for you, might not be there when u really needed him. and i learnt that making sacrifices is not the end of the world. and last year too, is when i got together with Amir. too many dramas between us but everything's good and im glad that im with him coz i dont think anyone can tolerate me ngahaha. and i dont think any other girl can tolerate him either. so considering kite champion ah. nyek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;speaking of champion. me and Amir walked from Eunos mrt to home. wow we're such champions right. okay before that, we went to watch IP Man at cineleisure. then we train-ed to newton to meet Nad &amp;amp; Wel coz they wanted to have supper there. so ya thanks wel for the treat even though i dont eat seafood. k its not that i dont eat, i do. but ive taken too much alrdy, da mcm reach quota k bye lame. so ya. after that me and Amir took the train back to Eunos when we cannot get a cab and we ended up walking home syabas. we deserve 500 pats on our backs. achievement. and the boy wasnt even complaining. it was me who was whining all the way. haha loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;it was nice to welcome 2009 the bf at Newton ngahaha. no biggie la no fireworks. im not really a fan of fireworks anyways. so ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;k bye i want to go mandi. i got things to do. toodles people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-7993268656865505438?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7993268656865505438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=7993268656865505438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7993268656865505438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7993268656865505438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SVkFVESWpyI/AAAAAAAAAX0/2krTOxejcYY/s320/1_665885060l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;hello babies. omg pls pardon that picture above. i know its so muke tak senonoh i looked like a dweeb. ngahahah gambar ol skool sey. i found it while browsing through my friendster pictures. k bye aku kental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;omg i had a spanking good day today. initial plan was to meet fareez for dinner. but then he brought kickass company. ili was there and so was fareez's friend, bai. omg he's like so freaking hilarious. mcm da knl aku 5 tahun suke2 pukul aku sana sini ngahahah. so then i called fadil and forced him to meet us. and we ended up chilling with too much crap talk and laughters and too much starbucks. heeesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i am still wondering what i should do on new years eve. so the plan is to have a sleepover at ina's. but then before that what am i suppose to do damn it. fadil ajak go follow him and company go watch fireworks at God knows where but i dont know lor. they havent even plan properly. k thx bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;omg this is like damn pathetic but i feel so deprived of my bf. omg im so pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;k bye. i love my adek coz he let me use his comp for awhile to update this space coz my older brother is watching God knows what crap movie on my laptop. and my mother is watching sinetrons on her computer. haiya loser la. k byeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/6779541968789950982-9091298404646014654?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/9091298404646014654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=9091298404646014654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/9091298404646014654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/9091298404646014654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/2008/12/tie-my-right-hand-to-bible.html' title='tie my right hand to the bible.'/><author><name>SHIQA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SVkFVESWpyI/AAAAAAAAAX0/2krTOxejcYY/s72-c/1_665885060l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-7639141836583568950</id><published>2008-12-29T02:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T04:25:43.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ditto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SVfK89tc9hI/AAAAAAAAAXs/YBngpjVi9Zw/s1600-h/Photo321-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284915836448732690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SVfK89tc9hI/AAAAAAAAAXs/YBngpjVi9Zw/s320/Photo321-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;hello babies. i got nothing much to update actually.wait, my bf's back from kl so yipeeeeeeeeee! ive yet to meet him though. that poor boy had to work just now so too bad we couldnt meet. k wdv. at least he's back. i know that he's so near me, just across the road. k loser. bf stay so near you ngahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i had a good game of scrabble today. i even had nasi minyak under the blk courtesy of yanber ngahaha. then in the evening, i had an impromptu meet up with fareez over at town. it was so unplanned. i was just bored, didnt want to be at home so i went to town to meet him. we just roamed ard aimlessly and landed ourselves at starbucks liat. ahhh great. too much nonsense, laughter in just a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my throat is killing me i tell u. my cough is like damn bad now la pls. i cough like a dog like all the time it sucks. ok la, actually its kinda my fault. i dont take cough syrup, i dont pantang or whatnot. k cant help it la. i hate cough syrup. it makes me sleepy. i dun really fancy sleeping the whole day coz its like wasted la. and i cannot be bothered to pantang or whatever coz i will just end up starving. so i just eat whatever i feel like eating, whenever i want. ngahahah. syabas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;k bye. its late. i wanna sleeeeep. toodles babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-7639141836583568950?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7639141836583568950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=7639141836583568950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779541968789950982/posts/default/7639141836583568950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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neither options. and then you realise, that life is not about choosing what you like, which you prefer, who you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and you tell yourselves that you just can't have the best of both worlds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i had an emotional rollercoaster for my xmas dinner. how about u guys? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-7417837669707850423?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7417837669707850423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6779541968789950982&amp;postID=7417837669707850423' 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day that they're gonna throw it back to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;By now you shoulda somehow realized what you gotta do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back beat, the word is on the street that the fire in your heart is out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sure you've heard it all before but you never really had a doubt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all the roads we have to walk are winding&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all the lights that lead us there are blinding&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are many things that I would like to say to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I don't know how&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And after all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're my wonderwall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ffff;"&gt;all time favourite song =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779541968789950982-5203627381562068447?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://automaticshmuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5203627381562068447/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779541968789950982.post-7692134887706803030</id><published>2008-12-23T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:54:47.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just like february</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SVEJpCSdRcI/AAAAAAAAAXk/RjcWS3E9iaE/s1600-h/DSC01895..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283014438475875778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x4l7h2rqpmc/SVEJpCSdRcI/AAAAAAAAAXk/RjcWS3E9iaE/s320/DSC01895..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;hello babies. sorry for the lack of updates. nothing much to update about anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;suddenly, it feels like february all over again. im feeling vulnerable all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;this feels like a dejavu, just with different characters now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;im done with this crap. i am so done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&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/6779541968789950982-7692134887706803030?l=automaticshmuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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