<?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-6875701</id><updated>2011-04-30T05:26:53.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L!fE oF a s!mPLe yeT cOnFus!n gaL</title><subtitle type='html'>Love.Life.Lust.Lie.Live.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>deebzy</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>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875701.post-112382716497321236</id><published>2005-08-12T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T14:12:44.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i like to shit</title><content type='html'>hello i'll be back next week. i'm damn freaking busy. sorry guys... miss ya... i'm busy shitting nowadays... muackz muackz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-112382716497321236?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/112382716497321236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=112382716497321236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/112382716497321236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/112382716497321236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-like-to-shit.html' title='i like to shit'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-112279293952285989</id><published>2005-07-31T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T14:55:39.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mst</title><content type='html'>Hey ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M NOT DEAD...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preparin to die....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml is da startin day of ma MST....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUCKZ...!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, both ma bitches have gone tru their's examz n did badly...&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's MA TURN..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AAAARRRGGGHHHHHHHH......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOODBYE...!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml Paper Consists of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MST Guidelines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duration: 1.5 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Types: 10 MCQs (2 marks each) and&lt;br /&gt;5 Short Questions (16 marks each)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecture Coverage: Chapter 1 to 7 inclusive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tutorial Coverage: Tutorial 1 to Tutorial 3 inclusive (make sure you know them all!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emphasis on Chapters: (this does not mean don’t study those not in the list)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chapter 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Peer-to-peer vs client/server&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Classifications of Networks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protocol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Reasons for Layering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Layer (1 to 7) Functions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-TCP sequence diagram – similar to example in notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-TCP and UDP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Application and port numbers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Classful addressing and subnetting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Reasons for subnetting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Circuit-Switched Services&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Packet-Switched Services&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dedicated Digital Services&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HDLC Frame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bit-Stuffing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ISDN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Frame Relay Frame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ATM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN IRRITATING..!!!! I'M DYIN.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepare ma coffin aite..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-112279293952285989?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/112279293952285989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=112279293952285989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/112279293952285989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/112279293952285989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/07/mst.html' title='mst'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-112014762082570837</id><published>2005-06-30T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T00:33:05.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M ATTACHED...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's ma confession... And lots of ma frens think i can't make it fer this relationship..&lt;br /&gt;*A "BIG" thanks fer all ur support..!!*&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz... Esp to ma bitches and sisters... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday i skipped school and onli went fer ma Photography class..&lt;br /&gt;Hehe... Before that, cabut class wit Ruth.. Ma long lost best galfrn in ma primary school days...&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time wit her n we're really behavin like little drunk kids...&lt;br /&gt;Errrmmm... Up to u to imagine... Hahahz...&lt;br /&gt;We tried the leg massager, talkin n behavin like a drunkard wereva we went, read bout 350 sex tips, play around wit the make up tester at John Little n saboed her wit dark eye shadow on her cheek, tried sunglasses n shoes n basically lots more..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, quickly rushed to school fer photography module..!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.. I GOT AN 'A' FER MA FIRST ASSIGNMENT...!!!&lt;br /&gt;ALL THANKS FER MA BEST PIC AND THAT IS....... [....drum roll......]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v636/shortysweet/deenmarina013.jpg" width="70%" length="70%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hahaz.. Yeah... That's me and him..!!! Ma lecturer said that the frame captured is rite and it also captured the 'moment'...! Hahahz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*MISS HIM LOTZ**MUACKZZZ...*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well, after school meet up Ina at the shelter sit.. Saw Syahmie too n he asked if he culd tag along.. Why not..?? Hahaz.. So there was a 2 gal n a guy shopping n window shopped.. Me and Syahmie saw 2 bapokz..!!! Hahaz... Funny funny yesterday..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Kinda a hell day n we 3 ended up bein broke..! Hahaz.. Ate at Swensen's and it wasn't our luck yesterday coz no one dat we r familiar is werkin except fer ma bf's sis.. Hahaz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haven upload da picz yet so mayb i guess i'll upload later... Thankz fer da great evenin wit u guyz..! Hahaz... And sorry syahmie fer makin u "tryin" on da skirtz.. Hahaz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Miss u both..! And Ina, u look great in dat dress..! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;As fer now, I guess i'm done chit chattin.. Wanted to call Ogy but he is out adventurin at dunno which cemetery... Ma dearie joker baby is asleep... hahaz.. Goin his house tml.. Hang out der before headin to werk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Chalo mantos..! Tata..!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NITEZ..! MIZ U BITCHES AND SISTERZ...!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And to &lt;strong&gt;Dian&lt;/strong&gt;, dun b sad aite..! I'm here..!! &lt;strong&gt;SMILE...!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-112014762082570837?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/112014762082570837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=112014762082570837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/112014762082570837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/112014762082570837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-attached.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111927614261190893</id><published>2005-06-20T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T22:02:22.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey peepz..!!! Last thin before I go to bed..!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Read Fizah aka Phoebe's blog entry too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her topic is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Bout &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RELATIONSHIPS N SEX..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUST&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;FER GUYS N GALS..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKZ LOTSA..!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUACCCKKKZZZZZZ...!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111927614261190893?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111927614261190893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111927614261190893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111927614261190893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111927614261190893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/06/hey-peepz_20.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111927530984202482</id><published>2005-06-20T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T21:48:45.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Love.Life.Lust.Lie.Live-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hahaz... Hmmm.. Da 5 'L's I believe some ppl shuld have to survive in this werld...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Anyway, I'm juz bored... Gonna meet Kak Nini tml at EXPO to take back ma MP3 coz today she didn't bring to Hougang Point CBTL wer I was supposed to meet her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So met Syai fer nthin but it was fun... Hahaz.. Very funny n cute guy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ppl wun believe if we're together... I had this prank on ma another primary school fren dat Syai n me are together.. And her reaction was a shockin one... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"ARE YOU SURE..????!!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"YOU AND HIM...???!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"BOTH OF YOU HAVE LOTS GALFRENS N BOYFRENS... I MEAN U GUYS FLIRTS..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"CAN MAKE IT ANOTZ..???!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahahz.... I was laughin like hell upon seeing her reaction... Hahaz... So cute..!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But to think again, it can help both me n him coz der will b a time wer we want to actually stop all our nonsense-nonsense thingy... And b serious wit sum1... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, in order to stop, da onli way is to get attached wit sum1 familiar.. The mind will always think of gettin even wit da partner if he/she is flirtin... Da heartache is on both side n not onli on one... Hmmm... If ya dun understand, try gettin attached wit sum1 popular wit the other gender..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Anyway... I'm kinda bored and sleepy.... Wit da stoopid tummyache..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Nitez..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;MUACKZ...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;AND TO MA LOVELY BITCHES AKA CHARMES SISTERS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;WEN ARE WE GOIN OUT..????!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;FRIDAY I'M FREE..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;CALL ME UP AITE..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;WATCH A MOVIE..???!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111927530984202482?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111927530984202482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111927530984202482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111927530984202482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111927530984202482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/06/love.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111919185621807453</id><published>2005-06-19T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T22:37:36.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Boo Hoo...!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Heheh..!!! Hurray..!! Today I werk at EXPO wit Zoe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Crazy, lonely, borin, fun and errrmmm.. Irritatin, scary, rushin day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hahaz... Always "tetek-tetek" wit her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;( Errrmm... only me and her noe wat it means... Hahaz..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Syai&lt;/span&gt; fetched me from werk..!! Cool..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gosh..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS HIM SOOOOO MUCH...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gonna spend da whole week wit him before he starts werkin again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Haiz.. Idiot him..!! Last week he left me all alone and now, since he is back, gonna get crazy wit him again..!! Hahaz..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS EVERYTHIN BOUT HIM..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;He is da onli one who has kinda da same attitude wit me.. Hahaz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ooohhh.... *hugz* &amp; *smilez*....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gonna slack at his house and watch lots of dvds and meet him up n da gang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hahaz... Hougang, here i come...! Hahaz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's all...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NItez..!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111919185621807453?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111919185621807453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111919185621807453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111919185621807453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111919185621807453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/06/boo-hoo.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111900338784165221</id><published>2005-06-17T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T18:27:29.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Weee..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz.. I'm at werk n really havin a good time... Today seems to be a goodday fer me..&lt;br /&gt;Woken up by ma lovely mum at 6.15 am but still I was late fer school...&lt;br /&gt;Was actually tryin to make a decision on wat to wear today...&lt;br /&gt;So reached school bout 8.30 am wen I need to b present in class at 8 am...&lt;br /&gt;But who cares... I did ma werk fast n basically da experiment I need to do today was a short one..&lt;br /&gt;Did da experiment 3 last week alreadi.. Dian didn't come fer class...!! RABAK..!! Hahaz.. Bastard me manz..!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz.. She woke up late. . At 7.50am to b exact.. Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah.. I went off first n leave da class at 9.15 am.. Called Hilmi.. As usual, he juz woke up.. Supposed to meet him at Plaza Singapura at bout 10 am to watch Mr &amp; Mrs Smith.. But expected.. GUYS..!! Hahaz.. *wicked laugh*..&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we catched da 11.10 am show instead of da 10.20 am show.. Ok ok.. Ya r forgiven.. Anyway, I alrite wit bein late coz I in da same category.. Never early fer anythin.. Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After da movie ended, we went off on our seperate destination.. He went fer his CIP werk at Kallang while me to Bugis to meet Mummy Ally and den off to werk.. Had lunch wit her at da Banquent at RH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma watch ticked 3 pm and I noe I'm gonna be late again fer werk.. Called da outlet, change ma pass n den off to the ladies to change to ma werk uniform... Hahaz... Didn't even got da chance to change ma slippers to shoes.. Juz coz I wanted ma $5 transport money, I had to rush.. Hahaz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kk... Bout werk... Hahaz... Funny manz... Today great crews werkin.. Plus managers.. Hahaz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Errmm.. K.. I hv this manager in trainnin n her name is KC...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The funny thin dat happen juz now was wen a customer asked her fer a Pure Choc IB..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Customer: Can I hv a Reg Pure Choc Ice Blended..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KC: Ermmm Wit coffee based or not mdm..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahaz.. I culdn't stop laughin wen I heard dat... I mean, please lah.. Pure Choc is Pure Choc.. If wan coffee based, dat wuld be Mocha.. Hahaz.. Funny lah she..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And den, fer Iced Coffee, she asked a customer if he wanted Iced Americano.. Hahaz.. Borhan, Zoe, Shareen and me juz culdn't stop makin fun bout her.. Hahaz.. Its ok.. Guess onli da four us noe wats da funny thing bout this.. Esp wen ya see her askin da customer wit this one kind of expression.. Like she noes everythin but not.. And believe me, she doesn't noe how o log in to da internet.. Hahaz.. And lotsa things she doesn't noe.. Oh please... Dun make her as a manager..!! Hahaz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess I gtg now... Ma break ended liaoz.. Time fer another coffee.. Hahaz.. Mayb later wen I reached hm at 12 plus, I'll continue... Tata..!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111900338784165221?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111900338784165221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111900338784165221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111900338784165221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111900338784165221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/06/weee.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111876409934241749</id><published>2005-06-14T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T00:28:04.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey peepz.. Welcome back on board...&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz... I couldn't sleep coz waitin fer ma sweetie to call...&lt;br /&gt;I've got a date wit him on da phone at 12 midnite... Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;He's werkin.. 24 Hours... And its so stupid of him not to bring his hp charger..&lt;br /&gt;Really miss him....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after school juz now, I went to ma last aunt's house to teach ma kuzzie at Clementi..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, as usual, I'll update her bout ma life n we ended up tokin bout wat happen at Papa &amp;amp; Mama's 12th Anniversary chaletat Costa Sands Pasir Ris.. Frankly, we tok 'bout guyz.. Relationships and all.. Yeah, she give her comments n compliments bout da guys I invited dat day... Onli one received a compliment.. Den she advised me lotsa stuff and given her experiences, I think I shuld heed fer her advice... Hahaz.. Ma aunt is multi-talented.. I'm proud of her n I ain't surprise wen she confessed bout her lotsa relationships n flings wit da ang mohs during her singlehood days.. She onli has 2 malay bf and ma uncle is da second one.. Hahaz.. She would hv gotten married to a greek dude but as usual... Probs bout religions always pops up..&lt;br /&gt;Kk.. Back to me.. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah, da guy who wore a white shirt received da compliment..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hahaz.. Thankz Aunt.. At least dat was sumthin... And more lah dat we tok 'bout but I'm juz so lazy to write down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Now wanna tok bout ma view... I'm juz wanderin... Ermmmm... Like wen I'm supposed to settle down n get serious wit him in a relationship... Fer ma closefrens n bestfrens n sisters, mayb u noe wat I mean.. Hahaz... Yeah, this ques actually did pop up wen I think bout ma dearie sisters... Lets see... Alinah wit 'D', Fizah wit Zaki (though its unstable now but u guys love each other so much.. I noe dat..), Dian wit Mahmud, Wati wit Acid... Errrmmm... Marina still hangin around... See... Its not dat I'm bein pressurize or wat but I actually tired of makin new frens n den get into a relationships n break ups n watsoever... Its like a norm to me alreadi... It sux actually... I agree wit wat Fizah aka Phoebe wrote in her blog.... Love is so complicated... Haiz....&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get serious wit sum1... I need sum1 who can take all da shit I'm givin n hv da patience to endure ma crapz... Yes, I found one who also has a similar background like me... But, da ques now is' "M I ready to commit maself in the relationship..??"... Haiz.. I'm rebellious n I realli need sum1 to shut me up from tokin back to any1 n try to make me listen to ppl's views esp bout relationships.. Frankly, I dun like hurtin ppl but *haiz*... Really no werds to say no more... Mayb all I need now is time and focus on ma study... Relationship can come later or along da way... I m friends to every1... Except.... Hahaz.. Ma sisters noe me best... Sssshhh...... Hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess dats all... Wanna shit now... Stomach pain... Waakakaz...!&lt;br /&gt;Muuaaaccckkzzzzzz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Miss you guys lotsa esp ma dearie sisterz..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hugz*..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111876409934241749?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111876409934241749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111876409934241749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111876409934241749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111876409934241749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/06/hey-peepz.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111849996280901824</id><published>2005-06-11T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T22:26:02.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh Yeah...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh Huh..!! I juz love this whole week esp on Thurs..!!&lt;br /&gt;Wakakazz... The look on Piper's face wen she received her belated birthday present..!!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz... Phoebe and me bought her G-STRINGS...!!! For her prank gift..&lt;br /&gt;While a mini "You're My Friend" book and a a Taurus pearl lucky love pendant and necklace as real gift..!!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz.. She look beautiful wit it and wonder wat she wished for before openin da pearl n lock it in da box pendant.. Supposed to buy her a vibrator as her prank gift but it was too expensive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz.. Ok... Errrmmm.. Earlier dat day, durin ma 2 hours break, Herwan fetched me from school n head down to town wit his bike.. Specific Place : The House Of Condoms..!! Hahaz... At first, I didn't wanna go in but Herwan was so kind dat he pushed me in.. Hahaz.. So basicaly, ppl think we're a couple tryin to experiment things.. Still remember da look on the shop owner's face... Asked Herwan to find me da vibrator and he found it.. It was expensive.. So I juz kept walkin around.. Hahaz... Herwan n me keep lookin around in da shop... Kinda interestin... Guys wuld love to shop here b4 havin sex.. Anyway, I did had fun wit Herwan.. Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is kinda borin n blur day fer me... Hahaz.. Werk at Expo wit Sis Nini.. Didn't get much excess money coz got disturbance.. Hahaz... And we chit chat bout lotsa stuff.. She even asked me to tell Syai to help 'kebas' da Samsung-D600 from da exhibition after I told her dat he gonna kebas a phone der.. Clever ppl.. Haiz... I'm actually bored and sleepy.. thanks to da Mr Cutie Sweetie Pie... Hahaz.. Been chattin wit him till late nite these few days.. Hahaz... Miss tokin on da phone fer long hours... take care ya cutie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I wanna sleep... And sorry Ogy fer cancellin our plan on Friday to watch Mr and Mrs Smith.. Hahaz... Tata.!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111849996280901824?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111849996280901824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111849996280901824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111849996280901824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111849996280901824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/06/oh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111833385604686536</id><published>2005-06-10T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T00:34:55.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="font-family: serif; font-size: 11pt;" width="270" align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=5&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FF9AD3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #1 Love Type: ESFP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFC3E5"&gt;The Performer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you relish every moment and tend to get caught up in passion.&lt;br /&gt;For you, sex is how you get in touch with all your senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you are creative, popular, and flexible.&lt;br /&gt;However, you tend to dislike criticism and avoid any conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best matches: ISTJ or ISFJ&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#F6B6FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #2 Love Type: ENFP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FAD4FF"&gt;The Inspirer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are passionate and eager to develop a strong bond.&lt;br /&gt;For you, sex should be playful, creative, and affectionate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you are perceptive and bring out the best in your partner.&lt;br /&gt;However, you tend to hold on to bad relationships after they've turned bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best matches: INTJ and INFJ&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#C5ABFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #3 Love Type: ISFP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E5D9FF"&gt;The Artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel deeply and experience intense emotions.&lt;br /&gt;For you, sex is serious. It's how you best express your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you are laid back, warm, and a good listener.&lt;br /&gt;However, you tend to seem lazy and disinterested sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best matches: ESFJ and ENFJ&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FF9AD3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #4 Love Type: INFP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFC3E5"&gt;The Idealist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you crave a long term, harmonious relationship.&lt;br /&gt;For you, sex doesn't come quickly - it takes time for you to open up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you are supportive, nurturing, and expressive.&lt;br /&gt;However, you tend to be shy and protective of your personal space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best matches: ENFJ and ESFJ&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#F6B6FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #5 Love Type: ESFJ&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FAD4FF"&gt;The Caregiver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are very giving. You give your sweetie a lot of special attention.&lt;br /&gt;For you, sex should be warm and intimate... a way to give and share love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you are upbeat, kind, and affectionate.&lt;br /&gt;However, you tend to also be a bit needy and manipulative at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best matches: ISFP or INFP&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourdatingtypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111833385604686536?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111833385604686536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111833385604686536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111833385604686536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111833385604686536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/06/your-1-love-type-esfpthe-performer-in.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111833297880008891</id><published>2005-06-10T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T00:06:00.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=250 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Style is Eros&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/eros.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is all about the passion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And chances are, you're currently in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a strong physical response to love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are great at committing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(As long as the person makes your toes curl!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourlovestylequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111833297880008891?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111833297880008891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111833297880008891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111833297880008891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111833297880008891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/06/your-love-style-is-eros-for-you-love.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111807174733863484</id><published>2005-06-06T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T23:29:07.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 11pt;" width="270" align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=5&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFA5B2"&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Part Passionate Kisser&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFDBE0"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/kindkisser/passionate.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing is about all about following your urges&lt;br /&gt;         If someone's hot, you'll go in for the kiss - end of story&lt;br /&gt;         You can keep any relationship hot with your steamy kisses&lt;br /&gt;         A total spark plug - your kisses are bound to get you in trouble&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFA5B2"&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Part Romantic Kisser&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFDBE0"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/kindkisser/romantic.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing is all about feeling the romance&lt;br /&gt;         You love to kiss under the stars or by the sea&lt;br /&gt;         The perfect kiss involves the perfect mood&lt;br /&gt;         It's pretty common for kisses to sweep you off your feet&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111807174733863484?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111807174733863484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111807174733863484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111807174733863484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111807174733863484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/06/part-passionate-kisser-for-you-kissing.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111806955531784259</id><published>2005-06-06T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T22:57:21.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt;" width="270" align=center border="0" cellspacing="8" cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FF99CC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FF9FD2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFA6D9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFACDF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are flexible and ready for anything!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB3E6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB9EC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is comforting. You crave a relationship where you always feel warmth and love.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFBFF2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFC6F9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage something you've always wanted... though you haven't really thought about it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFCCFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111806955531784259?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111806955531784259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111806955531784259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111806955531784259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111806955531784259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/06/keys-to-your-heart-you-are-attracted.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111806908795047091</id><published>2005-06-06T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T22:44:47.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="font: bolder small-caps 14pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: capitalize; word-spacing: .3em; text-align: center; background: #bce9ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Birthdate: October 19&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style=" font: small-caps small-caps 12pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: none; text-align: left; background: #e2f5ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 19th day of the month adds a tone of independence and extra energy to your life path. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, it poses a number of obstacles to overcome before you are able to be as independent as you would like. The number 1 energy suggests more executive ability and leadership qualities than your path may have indicated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A birthday on the 19th of any month gives greater will power and self-confidence, and very often a rather original approach. However, a somewhat self-centered approach to life that may be in conflict with some of the other influences in your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 1 energy may diminish your ability and desire to handle details, preferring instead to paint with a broad brush. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sensitive, but your feeling stay somewhat repressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a compelling manner that can be dominating in many situations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do not tend to follow convention or take advice very well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consequently, you tend to learn through experience; sometimes hard experiences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 19/1 is a loner number and you may experience feelings of being alone even if you are married. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may take on a tendency to be nervous and angry.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111806908795047091?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111806908795047091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111806908795047091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111806908795047091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111806908795047091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/06/your-birthdate-october-19-your-birth.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111806867448623632</id><published>2005-06-06T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T22:39:24.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=200 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font face:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;You are &lt;b&gt;87&lt;/b&gt;% Libra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/libra.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/astrologyquizzes.html"&gt;How much do you match your zodiac sign?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111806867448623632?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111806867448623632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111806867448623632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111806867448623632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111806867448623632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/06/you-are-87-libra-how-much-do-you-match.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111772481070036300</id><published>2005-06-02T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T23:09:55.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahaz..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I really had a great time... Hahaz.. He made up fer dat day..&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy... So cool..&lt;br /&gt;Totally crazy..&lt;br /&gt;Ermmm... Fun...!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok.. Me n Syai went out today after school ended...&lt;br /&gt;Met him at Commonwealth MRT station n off to Plaza Singapura..&lt;br /&gt;Watched the Unleashed at 5 pm.. He booked the ticket earlier...&lt;br /&gt;And before we enter the cinema theatre, I met JESSICA HUTCHINSON..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh..! She's more pretty n gorgeous..! She has always been... She's a model n if not wrg she stop liaoz.. Appeared in da New Face before and was in da top 5... I guess so..&lt;br /&gt;K enugh of dat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz... Really.. Today I seem like i'm havin a great time.. Since mornin..&lt;br /&gt;Someone has make me smile by msgin me early in da mornin.. So sweet of ya..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks..! Hehe... Errrmmm.. I'm lost of werds now.. Guess I shuld continue tokin bout me n Syai.. Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk... Syai was really totally crazy n sweet..! He make me laugh n make a fool out of himself in da train n in da bus..!! Hahaz.. Recalling everthin, I laughin ma ass off now.. Ma parents thinks i'm crazy... Wakaakz.. I'm not gonna update wat happen coz I dunno wat werds to put in.. I mean I can't think straight now.. Serious.. Hahaz... He looked dumb n stupid but he's not even bothered wat ppl think bout him.. Hahaz.. Der's even a kid who kept lookin at him n laugh coz of wat he did.. Hahaz... And da best thin is dat he wore da shirt I bought fer him which is totally cool n nice n everthin he wore is brown..!! hahaz... Brown n green is juz ma colour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess dats all... I'm tired...&lt;br /&gt;Nitez..!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things has happened..&lt;br /&gt;Even yesterday..! Thanks fer da company yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed it..! Muackz..!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MISS EVERYONE OF U...!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MUACKZ...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And to ma both dearie sis Piper n Phoebe....&lt;br /&gt;Can we meet on Wed..??? I miss u guys n i've lots to update..!!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz.. And Phoebe.. Have ya bought dat thin fer her..??&lt;br /&gt;You noe wat.. Hahaz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111772481070036300?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111772481070036300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111772481070036300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111772481070036300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111772481070036300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/06/hahaz.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111754520264212835</id><published>2005-05-31T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T21:14:10.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fer ur n my shit..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aite...! Cool..! Why must u spoil ma day everytime..???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. Fuck your life lah.. I dun owe u a living.. Not even to anyone..&lt;br /&gt;I live ma own shit n u live urs...&lt;br /&gt;You make me wait n everytime claimin dat u r always rite..!&lt;br /&gt;Fuck ur ego dude..!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, "the return of the joker"...&lt;br /&gt;MA BLOODY ASS...!!!&lt;br /&gt;I've been damn patient all this while n been takin all ur crapz slowly...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not wat u see...&lt;br /&gt;And stop sayin dat u noe me in n out..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, u dun ok..!! So fuck dat..!!&lt;br /&gt;And fuck fer every shit dat is comin out from ur mouth...!&lt;br /&gt;Promises..?? Oh PUUHHLLEEAAAASSEEE..!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I ain't hear nthin..!&lt;br /&gt;Promises are meant to b broken n i noe dat so damn freakin well..!!&lt;br /&gt;I dunno wat to do wit u..!!&lt;br /&gt;You juz sum kind of shit...&lt;br /&gt;I noe u will nvr read or even enter ma blog coz u r not bothered...&lt;br /&gt;So juz live ur own world n i live mine..&lt;br /&gt;We're are on diff sides...&lt;br /&gt;Guess partin is an option...&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE..!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111754520264212835?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111754520264212835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111754520264212835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111754520264212835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111754520264212835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/05/fer-ur-n-my-shit.html' title='fer ur n my shit..!'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111746439272893217</id><published>2005-05-30T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T22:46:32.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Weeee.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So so happy today..!! Met Kak Elly at last..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gosh.. I MISS HER DAMN SO MUCH..!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gave her lots of hugz.. Tight ones.. Hahaz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She is just so beautiful... Esp in her character wise.. Glad I got da time to tok to her bout wats been happenin in ma life now.. Told her dat da gang n me have smthin fer her n she planned to take it from me tml..!! Gonna see her again...!! Hurray..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, I wanna say lots of thanks to Herwan fer accompanying da Sat nite wit me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Couldn't sleep and so asked him to call me.. Chatted wit him all tru da nite n we tok bout lotsa stuff... Errmmm.. Lots of secrets were unveiled.. Hahaz.. Plus, I kept tellin him how sweet his smile is... He's a cutie too..!! GIRLS...!! Seriously... I ain't kiddin... His smile is totally sweet dat I, myself will melt weneva he smiled.. My Oh My...!! If Onli...... Dotz dotz dotz... Hahaz.. Plus Azahar also.. These 2 guys.. Whoooaaa.!! Hahaz... Ma buddies and I love dem so much.. Dey both never failed to make ma day... But too bad... Both are leavin CBTL n I'm gonna miss ya guys so much..!! Esp our craziness.. Hahaz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday was ma long-distant cousin's weddin.. And I hate it though I'm kinda close to him.. I juz dislike ma dad's long distant relatives side... I dunno how to say it but errrmmm... The werd best describe this wuld b, "irritatin".. Da aunties der kept askin me fer ma no n how old i m n bla bla bla..!!! Oh PUHHLLEESSSEE...!!! Dun try to matchmake me..!! I have ma own boy..! And ma parents still can make fun out of this shit...!! Haiyo..!!!! I'll bring ma guy one day and show him off to everyone..! Errrmmm... But I dun hv anyone now and wen can I actually do dat..?? Hahaz.. Soon..... Hmmmmmm..... Everyone is givin me da hints.. Wakakaz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well well... Today is da first day of school re-open n it suckz... I'm bored to death actually but wat can I do..?? Moreover, ma class was paired up wit da retained students.. And dey r so damn freakin borin plus dumb..! Its like ders no one in da class.. I mean no fun.. Haiz.. I wan 2A/03 back... So, after school met up wit Fred and off to Singapore Post.. Met da rest over der too... Bored n pissed.. I went home.. Gonna teach ma little cousin tml mornin b4 goin school n ma godmum's son at nite.. Syai gonna fetch me from school... Cool.. Hahaz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess I'm really tired n sick.. Take care peepz..! Muuuaaaccckkzzz...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111746439272893217?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111746439272893217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111746439272893217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111746439272893217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111746439272893217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/05/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111729612978766429</id><published>2005-05-28T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T00:20:50.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Oh Well... Today is a very very tiring and not so bored day at Kiosk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, had a long chat wit Izan before he punched out n leave me alone at da Kiosk.. And thanks to him, I dun need to clean up da place dat much.. It was kinda perfect n neat alreadi.. Hahaz.. Lucky me to have him doin midnite shift at Kiosk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he left, ma nightmare started... Hahaz... Was bout to take eat da Chocolate of a Thousand Leaves wen Uncle Production came...&lt;br /&gt;"Oh Ma Gawd..!!! Uncle... Why must u come now..??? Sianz...!"&lt;br /&gt;Took all da muffins + cakes + coffee extracts + sausage puff out of da trolley and started to think wat the hell m i supposed to do wit those stuff..???!! Look fer empty containers but der is none.. Look inside da fridge but der is not enugh space to squeeze everythin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..! Start to use ma brain.. Took a paper plate and wrote, "Sorry!!! We'll be closed for the moment..! Gonna take quite some time..!", and hand it on the cashier facin da customer..!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz.. Well, i'm not supposed to do tis but who cares..!! I'm alone n I hv to do lotsa stuff so I need NO DISTRACTION FROM DA IRRITATIN CUSTOMERS...! Hahaz.. Called da outlet to bring over da containers.. Darina came over and I started ma shit... Throw some muffins away, give free cakes and muffins away, squeeze da muffins into da containers, display da puffs + raspberry cheesecake + brownie + muffins, re-arrange da things inside da fridge, display all da bottled drinks in da display fridge n took ma fav orange tangerine esprit, waste da milks n lastly, clean up ma mess.. I even dropped a Snapple Pink Lemonade.. Haiz.. Mopped da kiosk n sweep da carpet.. Great.. Good werk.. Serve da customers n lay back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz.. Rite..! Lay back ma ass.. Next thin I knew was the milkman was back..!! Arggghhh... I was juz bout to hv a great time chattin wit Rodi wen he spoilt da mood.. And again, I was thinkin again of wer to squeeze da milks..!! Der were 5 cartons of fresh milk n 3 cartons of skim milk..! My oh my..!! WER DA F*** M I SUPPOSED TO SQUEEZE ALL THIS SHITZ..??!!&lt;br /&gt;So, i decided to took out all da muffins in da fridge, put it outside, squeeze da milk in, re-arrange everythin again.. F*** this time.. Was kinda pissed off wen Ken visited me..!! Hahaz.. Miss him... He's one of da great managers in airport..! Hahaz.. Den he gave me this little devil key chain which he bought at Bangkok..!! So cute n its black..! Nice.. I m a devil...! Hahaz.. Den I ransacked his shoppin bag..! He bought perfumes..!! And guess wat..??!! Its ARMANI MANIA..!!! Gosh..! The smell... I'm lovin it..!! It makes me melt... Ooooooo... Hahaz.. He bought da Aqva Bvlgari too..! Cool...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Enugh of ma shit now..! So tired... Brought home a bottle of whipped cream.. Hahaz.. To play around wit.. Mayb on Mama's n Papa's chalet nxt weekend i'll bring some so can saboh ppl..!! Hahaz... So bring extra clothes aite ppl..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ I mish u so much... ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ I wonder if ya do too... ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ Been keeping maself bz to fgt bout everythin.. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ But I failed.. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ So now I hope u're readin wat is in ma heart..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ I dun wish to make da same mistake.. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ It hurts but its Ok.. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ "I love you and I need you back in ma life" is wat I wanna hear now.. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ Nothin else.. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ But say it if ya mean it n dun say it if ya dun.. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ We'll be friends fer da moment now.. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ A "Goodbye" from me is wat u will never hear me say... ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ I'm always here fer ya.. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ Take care n 'till we meet again.. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ Nitez.. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;:: Deebz in reality ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111729612978766429?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111729612978766429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111729612978766429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111729612978766429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111729612978766429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111720562782525374</id><published>2005-05-27T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T23:07:51.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blank me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm back.. I'm back.. At last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errmmm... Actually, no... Wati noes wat i'm shittin 'bout..&lt;br /&gt;How shuld I put it..??&lt;br /&gt;Or how shuld I start it...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newae, been really bz wit werk... Esp at Kiosk..&lt;br /&gt;I'm da "kiosk gal" this wk.. Its so damn freakin bored n I'm juz so dumb to bring speaker to werk everytime to company ma boredom..&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. Luckily I hv a MP3.. If not... I dunno wat I'll do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met him yesterday wit da gang at last...&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.. I do... Though I tried so much not to..&lt;br /&gt;You did nothin wrong n its a norm bout break ups n so stop blamin urself bout our past..&lt;br /&gt;I hate it everytime u did dat..&lt;br /&gt;Forget wat is past n start afresh.. We're frens rite..??&lt;br /&gt;Der's always a new life after a broken one..&lt;br /&gt;Start thinkin bout da positive side..&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself...&lt;br /&gt;People will love u fer who u r, dude..&lt;br /&gt;Guess u noe wat I mean...&lt;br /&gt;You've been makin me confused all this while but its ok..&lt;br /&gt;I understand why..&lt;br /&gt;So no worries...&lt;br /&gt;Smile always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ I miss you ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, i wanna say lots of thanks to ma semut..&lt;br /&gt;Fer bein der wen I realli need u..&lt;br /&gt;You noe me best in and out..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks thanks thakns n thousands of thanks again..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I log off, I read ma manager's website.. Desmond's..&lt;br /&gt;He wrote smthin bout Fred n Taufiq which is kinda cool...&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz.. He have a gd impression on both dem..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, good luck guys in werkin at da new outlet wit him n Elly..&lt;br /&gt;Desmond's website --&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dasumon.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dasumon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111720562782525374?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111720562782525374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111720562782525374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111720562782525374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111720562782525374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/05/blank-me.html' title='blank me'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111660369577450092</id><published>2005-05-20T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T23:45:22.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hahaz... k people... Try tis link... And pls b honest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its to see ur &lt;strong&gt;sex n love life&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here ---&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.crush007.com/love.cgi?id=1116596259bps"&gt;Crush007.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz.... Take care...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah.. Peepz.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I SAW A CUTE SWEET GUY YESTERDAY IN DA LRT...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;OH MY... HE'S SO CHARMIN... HAHAZ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kk.. Enugh of dat b4 i'll drag on.. But he's really somethin... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Byez..!! Muackz..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ALINAH AKA PIPER..!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hope u had a great dinner wit dat sum1.... Hahaz.. And may ur wishes cum true..! Miss you gal..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111660369577450092?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111660369577450092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111660369577450092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111660369577450092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111660369577450092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/05/hahaz.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111544782521428738</id><published>2005-05-07T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T14:37:05.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M BORED AT WERK..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i m..!! Freakin bored.. Ok.. Actually had fun juz now.. but now i'm havin ma break..&lt;br /&gt;Cool thin is dat fai is werkin wit me n we were crazy juz now.. We switched on Farid's iPod n we danced n duet at our outlet.. Mind u, this t1dt has no kitchen.. Its like kinda a kiosk but not a kiosk coz its an outlet.. hahaz.. We were damn noisy.. We duet "Ma Boo", we sang "Let me love you", "Everytime", "Shut up", "Nobody wants to b lonely" and lots more.. Hahaz... While aunyie gourmet make herself busy wit the sandwiches.. Hahaz.. Cool... I'm kinda sleepy too... Was on the phone last nite n sum1 made a confession.. Hahaz.. Hmm.. Guess I'll update bout the past one week later at nite.. Wanna slp.. At the chair.. Woo hoo.. Hahaz... MIss ya lotz..!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111544782521428738?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111544782521428738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111544782521428738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111544782521428738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111544782521428738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-bored-at-werk.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111470322430764353</id><published>2005-04-28T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T23:47:04.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bout nothin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Woo hoo.. hahaz.. Sorry guyz.. I'm juz kinda lazy to blog these days and moreover, wanna spend time alone.. Think things through.. Anyway... Went out to wit ma t1t peepz juz now.. Asked Ken along..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Supposed to meet Sedah at 6 at Tamp mrt, but as usual, we both were late.. So, met Ken first n den waited fer Sedah.. Took a bus to Sempang Bedok and waited fer Azahar n Darina.. Azahar was lost.. hahaz.. Pity him.. Good thin he rides a bike n its easier fer him to go round while Darina took a cab der.. Ken treated us.. Had a great day wit dem.. Feel kinda gd to see dem.. Da ones dat i'm kinda close too.. hahaz.. And i kept teasin Azahar fer his cute ass.. Check it out gals..!! Hahaz.. Darina was so stressed out till she became kinda weird n crazy today.. Plus funny.. Sedah n me had a great laugh fer everythin.. And Ken is juz so cute n funny.. Esp wen he talks in malay...! Hehe... &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 dunno wat to write.. So bored, so lonely, so sick.. Hahaz... Juz missin ma old days.. Hope dat person could cheer me up.. I noe he is makin an effort fer it.. And i noe he will nvr read ma blog.. Hahaz.. So i'm juz hopin he'll make me smile.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lastly.. I miss u all guyz... Esp Dian,Wati, Alinah n Fizah.. Thankz..! Muackkzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111470322430764353?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111470322430764353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111470322430764353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111470322430764353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111470322430764353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/04/bout-nothin.html' title='bout nothin'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111388064966525030</id><published>2005-04-19T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T11:43:08.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bein Me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Well well... Been thinkin lots lately.. Bout eveythin.. Ya noe, esp bout life n individuals.. Hmmm.. Ok.. Wer should i start..? I dunno exactly but I guess i'll start wit individuals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Every person has their diff characters n bla bla rite..? Yeah.. I mix wit all kinds of ppl n ages.. Name it.. The emos, da breakers, da bitches, da lamers, da copycats, da aunties, da parents... I juz love hearing ppl story n imagine da scenario wen dey story-telling it to me.. Put maself in their shoes n feel da sufferin.. Yeah, by imaginin u can't really feel it but if u do it wit ur heart n not onli ur mind, u can actually feel da torture every individual is goin tru.. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;See, everyone of us is goin tru problems.. No one is problem free.. A person can smile n laugh wit all her/his heart but wat's behind dat smile n laughter..?? Sadness..?? Anger..?? Loneliness..?? We will nvr know..&lt;/span&gt; Look at an individual tru da heart not juz da appearance.. Feel him/her wen dey try to get support n shelter from u... This is also wer we can treasure friendship n relationships dat hv been builded years, weeks, months or even days ago.. We can also say "hey, i'm here for u always.. Juz ring me up n i'm beside ya.. Smile always..! Take care..!", to make sum1 feel better.. AND dun juz say it, do it plz.. Prove it.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ACTION SPEAKS LOUDER THAN WORDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Remember that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as fer da other party, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;think positive.. See, if we keep on wit our negativeness, we wun allow anyone to get tru us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Always think dat der is always sum1 fer ya and dat ya not lonely.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If u think u r lonely, den make use of da opportunity to think widely.. Think bout life n wat u've been tru in this life.. Wat u hv learnt n wat r da things u can avoid n change.. Do u guys noe dat it is wen u r lonely, dat we tend to hv a more maturity thinkin..??&lt;/span&gt; Yeah.. And negativeness sucks... Ok example.. "Life sucks".. Why do ppl say dat..?? Juz coz dat smthin bad is happenin to ur life , u said dat..?? U blame it on life..?? Hey.. Look at da other side of view.. Who's life is it..? urs rite..?? Its u who choose to b in this kind of life.. If ya dun like it, change.. Change fer da better of u n ur surrounding.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Firstly, understand urself n learn how to accept urself.. If ya not able to do so, how can u expext ppl to understand n accept u..?? Just be urself.. Believe in urself.. Dun need to bother pleasin sum1 wen u hv to change u bein u..! Ppl should accept u fer urself n not acceptin u fer bein a copycat or imitation of sum celebraties or wateva it is.. Also, learn how to accept things calmly wit lots of patience and a smile even though it could b a bad one.. You'll nvr noe wats da reason bhind it.. Believe dat everythin happens fer a reason..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Juz &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; n accept wateva life has store fer ya.. A smile can make u feel better.. Or better, a hug.. Ask a gf, bf,fren, bestfren, mum or dad or whoever fer &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hug &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ya.. Juz say u need one n dat ya feelin down.. I bet dey wun mind... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A hug n smile means a lot.. It keeps da werld go round.. Just like love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Gotta go now.. Mayb i'll continue wen i'm free.. Gotta clean up ma mess now.. Hehe.. And keep on smillin ma dear frens.. You'll nvr noe who's falling fer it...! And dun b grumpy/sad/angry or any negative emotions.. It will just gonna destroy ur life more.. Now dat sucks...! Laugh n smile wit ur heart out..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I love u guys.. Miss ya.. Esp ma dearie sistaz.... &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dian, Wati, Alinah n Fizah..&lt;/span&gt; Da ppl who hv been ma supportin walls wen I'm down wit life.. And to u too, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Airie..&lt;/span&gt; Smile..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUUUAAACCCCKKZZZZZ.........! *HUGZ*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111388064966525030?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111388064966525030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111388064966525030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111388064966525030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111388064966525030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/04/bein-me.html' title='Bein Me..'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111359149419743483</id><published>2005-04-16T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T21:31:11.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>torn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can't slp now n all thankz to me fer makin maself a double shot regular less powder mocha latte before punchin out.. Ok..!! I'm silly n a dumbass.. So save ur comments to urself.. But if ya stubborn, wat can I say, rite..?? I can't simply shut ur mouth with a crushed paper now.. Watever.. I'm juz so so sick wit da flu n coughin.. Its so irritatin n pissin me off.. Here wit me is a box of tissue n I'm blowin ma nose every seconds.. Guess ma nose has turned red.. "Dee da red-nosed gal.. Keepin blowin her nose.. She looks like a clown.. Feelin so sick n bored..." And ya may continue da rest.. Hahaz.. I sucked at composin a song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HaH..! Today is so so BORING..!! Was supposed to be out wit Syaiful but it was cancelled.. Luckily I'm werkin in da afternoon.. BUT LAWSON IS DA MOD FER PM SHIFT...!! Haiz.. Boring..!! Hahaz.. I always end up arguing n find fault wit him.. Its so irritatin..!! As usual, I was late fer werk.. Supposed to punch in at 3 pm but punched in at 3.30 pm juz now.. Luckily der was no traffic jam or watsoever like mornin always does..Evrythin was smooth.. Till i reach werkplace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thin Ken asked me b4 I even enter da kitchen is, "Eh, y ur lips..?? Its dry...".. And I quickly answered, "I know... Its dry... Dun even ask y &amp;amp; I'm not gonna drink water if ya ask to coz I dun wanna pee each n every hour again..! Today Lawson hor..!!".. Both laughs.. Hahaz.. He noe wat i'm crappin bout.. Hahaz.. Den saw Sedah n hugged her.. Followed by Huda, Darina and Raudhah..! hehe.. Miss dem lotsa..! Sedah helped me make a hot choc since I asked fer it.. And thnks fer da customer who wanted his drink extra hot, I burned ma tongue... Ouch..!! Dun understand y da need fer havin an extra hot drink wen its not dat cold inside da transit... Idiotz..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And den dat idiot Lawson came.. Arrgghh.. Boredom accompanied me fer ma shift.. Haiz.. I dun understand n will nvr will on y he always keep askin me to do things wen I hv not even finish ma job dat he asked earlier.. And dat earlier is like 5-10 mins early.. SO bloody damn irritatin.. N der dis part wen I was makin a drink fer a customer wen he shouted fer me from da kitchen.. I finished makin da drink n went in to da kitchen.. I tot he was goin to ask me to change money or watsoever but ya guys wanna noe wad he asked..???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lawson: Eh Dee.. [Lookin at da comp screen n tappin his fingers.. Tryin very hard to look cool n not idiotic..]&lt;br /&gt;Dee: Wad..?? Wad ya want..??&lt;br /&gt;Lawson: Eh... ermmm... [tryin not to sound stupid]... How to spell "onward" ar..???&lt;br /&gt;Dee: Huh..?? Wad..??! [Keepin ma cool n not to laugh first].. Oh.. "Onward" ar..?? Its O-N-W-A-R-D... Got it..?&lt;br /&gt;Lawson: Wait wait.. Again.. [typin as he goin to repeat to spell "onward" again] Its O-N-W-A-R-D.. Rite..?? Ok thanks.. [feelin paiseh n malu alreadi]&lt;br /&gt;Dee: Hahaz.. [maintainin ma coolness.. tryin so hard not to laugh..] Dats all..?? I go outside ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hahaz.. This time I gave him a chance.. Dun wanna make him feel n look stupid.. Didn't laugh at him or watsoever.. Kept quiet.. N was jus wonderin wen I went out of da kitchen.. Why is da higher ppl is able to get to a position wer a more qualified graduate can b..?? Lawson who is ma Outlet Manager has onli a PSLE cert as his highest education level.. And believe it or not, he does brags bout it n claimed dat his english is better den ani1 of us werkin der.. Plus, he ever asked me how to spel simple werd such as "shift", "banana" n "table".. Also, he dun say "a &lt;strong&gt;carton&lt;/strong&gt; of milk", but "a &lt;strong&gt;case&lt;/strong&gt; of milk".. he dun even noe a carton is equals to 12.. Haiyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz.. And he is so irritatin.. Always find fault and argue wit me.. He's crazy too.. He talks to himself wen he is mad.. I confronted him by askin, "Eh, u crazy ar..?? Tok to urself..?? Like an idiot like dat.. Juz came out from Woodbridge or wat..??".. Hahaz.. Fer ur info, me n sum of da t2t peepz talked to our OM dat way.. We hv respect fer him but juz dat smtimes he deserved to b treated sarcasticly.. He enjoyed it too.. Trust me.. hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's bad.. Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside da kitchen.. i was takin powder to top up wen I heard him tokin to himself.. Huda[former t2t staff] n Kai Lin[originally t1t staff] was outside servin customer.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lawson(former t2t OM): [Talkin to himself]Haiyo... No standard wan.. How to up da sales also dunno.. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;Dee(former t2t staff): Huh..?? Who no standard..?? You talkin to who..?? Me ar..??&lt;br /&gt;Lawson: haiya.. Nothin ar.. Do ur werk ar...&lt;br /&gt;Dee: Hahaz.. you tokin bout Kai Lin ar..?? T1T no standard ar..?? Dats wat u said rite..??&lt;br /&gt;Lawson: [smile sheepishly n laugh irritatingly] Hahaz.. Yeah.. hahaz.. Shut up lah.. But true ar.. Dey no standard ar.. T2t staff better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hahaz.. Dats was wat solved me wen I was tryin to figure out y Lawson kinda pissed wen Kai Lin werkin.. Hahaz.. Ok ok lah.. guess I should sleep.. Juz bored actually.. I werkin later.. at 8.. Gonna meet Wati at 7.50.. hope I'm not late again.. I onli left wit 1+ hrs of slp... Mornin to ya guys while nitez to me... Muackz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111359149419743483?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111359149419743483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111359149419743483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111359149419743483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111359149419743483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/04/torn.html' title='torn'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111345083960946451</id><published>2005-04-14T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T12:06:18.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last paper today..!! Hurray..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hahaz.. Today ma last paper..!!! INTPRG.. Here I come..! After dat I can hurray hurray..!!! Got a date next tues.. Hahaz.. Mayb gonna catch a movie wit him n chill.. Hahaz.. At Shaw most prob.. Wakakaz.. Den I gonna werk n werk n spend time wit ma cuzzie n frens.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;$$$$&lt;/span&gt;.. Hmmm.. Thinkin which days shuld i take off.. And this is wat I planned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mon = Werk 8-4 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tues = Date wit "Agent Dol".. [Hahaz...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wed = Werk 8-4 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thurs = Swim n slack at Yvonne's [Si Giler-dats wat bro call his gf..] Condo wit Bro Kas [Mr.Scobby Doo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Fri = No plan yet and dun wish to werk... Anyone free on this day..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sat = Werk 8-4 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sun = Werk 8-4 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;4 days werk n 3 days to enjoy.. Sounds OK... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Wati..!!! Ya free on Friday..?? Our OUTING...??? Gonna be "da 'Lil Semutz Outing.."&lt;/span&gt; Hahaz... So happy dat tml is ma pay day.. Time to pay ma bills... Wakakaz... Means no shoppin too... hahaz.. But &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AS IF I CARE...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; Hahaz.. But i'll spend wisely though.. I'll try... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyone wanna volunteer to be ma financial manager..?? Wakakaz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And so yesterday was cool... Swim and swim n swim and den went to da jacuzzi after ma bro persuade me to tanned maself wen I dun wan too.. Hahaz.. Luckily I'm not burnt..! Like Jerome always had wen he went to tanned at Sentosa.. Wkakaz.. Wit dat red-black-burnt face n body.. Hahaz.. So irritating..!! Went to Yvonne's house wer der is dis &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 cute adorable cats but too bad.. No matter how cute or adorable a cat can b, I still hate dem..!! I'm scared actually..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Wakakaz..!! Den slack at her home n went off wit dem to Jelita to buy groceries fer Yvonne at bout 5.30 pm by a taxi.. After da shoppin, bro went off to werk in a hurry wit a taxi.. He's late... Hahaz... Zouk's Guest Relations.. While Yvonne is a producer.. Freelance.. Produces Ads, photography n lots more.. Hahaz.. Both earns lots of $$$.. Dey plan to go Bangkok.. Cool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Newae, met Syaiful at Suntec City after dat.. Window shopped n he sent me home after dat.. So sweet n thankz.. Kwang3... He shelters at Commonwealth anyway.. Hahaz.. Since he insists, wat can I do...?? I wun be bored one thing.. At least got sum1 to talk to on ma way home.. Wakakaz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Reached home at 11pm. Shower. Net.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And surprisingly, Ogy made a call.. Chat wit him bout our peepz n stuffs.. Hahaz.. Nice keepin in touch wit da primary sch frenz.. Hahaz.. Chatted bout how our frens now bcumin matz n minahz n den mothers n den he n his triangular love n bout me n ma past.. Lotsa stuff.. Hang up at 2 am.. Da next thing i knew is dat i slept.. Wakakaz.. So tired... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Gonna bath n get ready fer exam.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Didn't study so wish me luck..&lt;/span&gt; Wakakaz... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gonna miss Dian.. She's movin out to Woodlands..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Haiz.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No more party fer me..&lt;/span&gt; See ya guyz later.. Exam n den badminton.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GONNA SMACK ALL OF U...!!&lt;/span&gt; Muahahahaz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111345083960946451?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111345083960946451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111345083960946451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111345083960946451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111345083960946451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/04/last-paper-today-hurray.html' title='Last paper today..!! Hurray..!!'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111332452182344080</id><published>2005-04-13T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T00:52:44.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check dem out..!</title><content type='html'>Hey peepz... Check out ma nephew's blog... hahaz.. Be surprised.. Wakakaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iklilsblog.blogspot.com"&gt;Iklil - 7 years old&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ilhamsblog.blogspot.com"&gt;Ilham - 4 years old&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool... ma cousin is such a great mummy... Comin soon da third son's blog who is now 3 years old.. Wakakaz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111332452182344080?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111332452182344080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111332452182344080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111332452182344080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111332452182344080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/04/check-dem-out.html' title='Check dem out..!'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111332153913631948</id><published>2005-04-12T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T00:14:45.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today... well.. borin..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Had ma &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MMDT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; paper juz now.. Da paper was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. hahaz.. As usual, I finish early.. Juz can't b bothered.. I dunno wat is gonna happen wit ma life.. Juz lookin ferward fer tml..!! Goin swimmin wit ma cousin.. Bro Kasbi... At his chinese gf's house... Yvonne's... At a condo smwer at holland village der.. Cool.. Really badly need a SWIM... Ma eyes, ma body... Ohhh... pool... here i come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO BORED..!! Gettin sick.. Was at hm all day after da paper n meetin up Asyraf.. Miss him lotz.. Hahaz.. Used to be ma best pal in primary school.. We drifted as we get older since we're in diff sch.. He's in St.Gabriels' and now in TP while me in Bowen Sec n now da &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selenge Poly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talkin bout school, Alinah n me was msn-ing bout our sec sch.. Bowen.. A sch which I tot was uncool but it wasn't.. Hahaz.. Weird n funny.. Flashback of the past was playin in ma mind wen we were tokin bout it.. and still.. Hahaz.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 4 yrs of torture wit love n bitchings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;And den da teachers der.. Lovely n sm bitches..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Yu Ho King&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Ma form teacher wen in Sec 1 &amp; 2.. Pushed me to the Express stream from da Normal Acad stream.. Make me a prefect coz he noes I'm naughty n purposely did dat so I can be a better independent person.. [bluekz..!!].. he also like to twist ma ear juz coz i'm stubborn n likes to argue back wit him.. Always bully me one.. Suhaira fail her tests, I get scolded.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Idiot&lt;/span&gt;.. Hahaz.. and dat friggin &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Danapal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Vain pot red-faced-full powder smelly friggin idiot asshole bitch... Hahaz.. Always wanna find fault.. Still remember i was bein called out wen i was fallin in fer NPCC.. Had to fall out n go to her n got scolded coz ma socks was brandedn den look at me up n down, tryin to find more fault n asked if i coloured ma hair or not coz its brown wen I did even coloured it n so i told her its natural.. Hahaz.. n den wen sec 4, always get caught n was pushed to da front of da assembly waiting fer her to scold n nag fer me wearin ankle-lenght shoes n dat i always late.. hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As fer frens, I grew wit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ugly Moron No 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alinah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;] most.. NPCC, track n field, bitchin, sun-tanning in da middle of da parade-square, chasing, bullying, running, doin stupid stuff, shouting, gettin crazy, captain-ball, chill at her house n lots more.. Was in da same class in sec1 n 2 but got seperated in sec 3 n 4... Hahaz.. Memories of she bullyin me is still fresh in ma mind.. Like it juz happen a few wkz ago..&lt;br /&gt;It was exam time in October in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;sec 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. And Suhaira's n mine birthday r close which also falls on da exam.. 15 n 19 respectively.. On Suhaira's birthday, it wasn't dat bad da sabo but wen on 19.. Only God knows wat i was sufferin.. Idiot u Alinah..! Hahaz.. Took ma chair to the across class n den ma desk n den ma bag on top of da door, n den da wet tissue n again da desk n chair, ma notes.. Whoa.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TORTURE..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; But i had fun n it was the "best" birthday gift i ever received from such a gd fren.. Wakakaz.. End yr exam smmore.. Luckily i still came up top 3.. Hahaz.. Bluekz..!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz.. In out of da room wen we shuld be last min revisin.. Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to you gal, thankz a lot fer bein ma fren.. Best fren n a sis..!! Hahaz.. Juz so cool wit u around.. Love ya... and fer info, ma butt is not shrunk ok..!!! it has grown.. wakakaz... Ask Wati..!! Hahaz.. Stop calling me "shrunkenbutt" in ur blog..!! Idiot..! Hahaz... Miss ya Piper..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:: Wish could turn back time n spend da days again ::&lt;br /&gt;::Ma Life was better n childish but it was full of fun, happiness n love ::&lt;br /&gt;::Onli memories to accompany me wen ya all gone:: :: I miss you::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111332153913631948?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111332153913631948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111332153913631948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111332153913631948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111332153913631948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/04/today-well-borin.html' title='today... well.. borin..'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111318850298574502</id><published>2005-04-10T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T11:23:40.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy's Birthday..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mummy's 45th Birthday today..!!! And she doens't even look her age... Hahaz.. Still da sweet mummy dat brought me to dis friggin werld.. Wakakaz.. Wished her rite after I woke up from ma bed.. Gave her a kiss on da cheek n hug her tightly wit ma bucuk bucuk saliva.. Wakakaz.. Hehe.. I love mummy so much and all I wished her is to stay happy n smile alwayz.. She lookz sweet wit a smile.. Sumtimes I feel her pain n da burden she is goin tru.. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, woke up at 6 plus, got ready and off to Toa Payoh Sports hall.. Da gradin is smwer der.. I dunno.. Juz follow wer dey go before I get lost.. Hahaz.. First was da stadium wer da ma sisters's sir asked dem to meet up wit da rest of her group.. Dey warmed up as I yawned n feelin so sick.. Ain't got a voice to talk too.. Been 4 days alreadi.. Bout 9, went to da tennis hall i guess wer da gradin was held.. Ppl from diff races n countries n background n ages... der is even a cute little kid which I guessed bout a 3 yr old onli went fer da gradin.. So small n he was blur wen he was bein graded.. Hahaz.. So cute wen he kicked n turn n hahaz... An ang moh.. Hahaaz.. Sm of dem sparing, sm juz showin their moves n wateva.. Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All was hungry n went to Forks &amp;amp; Spoons at Toa Payoh interchange smwer der.. Hahaz.. Sm sort like Banquet.. All halal.. Wanted Fish n Chips but I was too early fer it.. Dey haven even prepare it yet.. Idiotz.. Went to eat Wanton noodle.. Ma fav.. But theirs ain't dat delicious.. Hahaz.. Tummy bloated n Dad suggested to go Courts which was juz across.. Now, da kiasuism Singapore style... Ppl queueing fer a pillow fer 30 cents each at Courts.. But 1 person each... Hahaz.. Guess wat, ma parents was one of dem too.. I helped to queue.. Wakakaz.. Ok ok.. but wer else can u get a pillow fer 30 cents in Singapore now..?? Anyone..?? Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached hm bout 12 plus n straight away i jumped on ma bed to get back to slp again... So tired n sick.. Mum n dad rested fer awhile n went out again wit granny to sm cousin's wedding.. Left me n ma youngest sis at hm while Zacky went to study wit her fren.. Thinkin of wat to write in da card.. And this is wat i wrote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often in ma life,&lt;br /&gt;I've wished for a fren who wuld accept me unconditionally,&lt;br /&gt;A fren who had ma best interests at heart,&lt;br /&gt;A fren who only wanted to see me happy.&lt;br /&gt;And one day, it finally hit me-&lt;br /&gt;Ma mother , ma fren.&lt;br /&gt;I've had that fren right beside me all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 45th Birthday..!&lt;br /&gt;Love you so much..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on smilling.. :)&lt;br /&gt;You are Beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice guyz..?? Hehez.. Den tot of a bouquet of flowers.. Me n Fidah rushed to a flower shop nearby n found a bouquet of roses.. da decor is nice n sweet.. mum loves red roses... Hehez.. Da florists asked who I wanna get da flower fer.. And i answered its fer Mum's Birthday.. She get da bouquet of roses dat I choose.. Paid her n she compliment dat its sweet of me gettin mum dis.. I smiled n rushed back home.. Called ma Mama [ma aunt n godmother] and asked if she bought da cake alreadi.. And yeah.. everythin settled.. This yr its diff.. Mum will b gettin a fruit cake from Polar than ma usual swensen's ice'cream cake dat I will always buy fer her.. And a fresh bouquet of roses.. Hehez.. Cool.. Ma plan is goin smooth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At bout 4 plus dey came back.. Zacky too.. Got ready again n went to railway Station st Tanjong pagar der to celebrate her birthday.. Before leaving, gave Mum her card n roses.. hehez.. She loves it.. Cool.. Reached at da place, I saw Shahril.. Wasn't sure it was him till he smiled... Hahaz.. Mum cut her cake and took picz.. Heehz.. Ordered food n eat ma share.. Hahaz.. Chilli crab, deep fried baby squid, da killer wave [its nasi goreng n its so damn freakin spicy..!!!!], lemon chicken, hotplate beancurd, sweet n sour Garoupo n more... haahz... Ma tummy bloated fer da second time..!! Hahaz... Went home after dat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched What Women Want on Channel 5.. I wished der is really a guy who can do dat.. So sweet... hahaz.. Listenin wat a woman want n her thoughtz n all... Yeah, gals say diff from wat dey r thinkin... hahaz.. Nitez.. Wanna slp.. So tired...................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111318850298574502?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111318850298574502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111318850298574502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111318850298574502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111318850298574502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/04/mummys-birthday.html' title='Mummy&apos;s Birthday..!!'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111318495501830079</id><published>2005-04-10T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T11:32:15.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So-Called Great Day..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whoa Whoa... Hahaz... Its Mum's Birthday today since its past midnight and she's sleeping alreadi even before Dad and me came back from our cuzzie's bbq at East Coast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today, i mean yesterday, had a great day werkin wit ma old peepz of T2T n I was late again like yesterday [overslpet n woke up at 7 wen I hv to b at werk at 8]..!! Der was Wati, Diya and our dearest Manager, Ken..! Hahaz.. We slacked coz today doesn't seems to hv lots of werk .. Less customers i guess.. We switched on Ken's iPod n den Wati's MP3... And da music was loud.. Wati's was more to da reggae side while Ken's was a mixture of all kinds of songs but no reggae.. Hahaz.. The outlet was usually quite but today it was more to a clubbin place.. Diya also kept on playin her "Lonely... I'm so lonely..." song by Akon werever she go, on her hp which was in her pocket and Fanana disturb her hp as "Puki nernyanyi".. Hahaz.. Customers even looked inside da kitchen to see wat da hell was happenin.. Der this customer who has bn sittin on the chair at out outlet fer more than 4 hours, went to wer da 3 of us were hangin... Ken wasn't in da outlet, so it was onli Wati, Diya n me.. Hahaz.. He asked questions while I was movin ma body to da song playin as I sit on the rubbish bin.. Hahaz.. I layan him fer while n den cabut leavin Diya to layan him... Hahaz.. Wati onli looked at him n smiled.. Hahaz.. Wishin everytime werk will always b like this.. Music blastin out from da kitchen n we werk n slack at da rite moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited da toilet more than i usual did at werk.. hahaz... Drank too much water and at every half an hour, I wuld go to da ladies.. Guess I broke Airie's record of visitin da toilet..!! Wakakaz... ken was kinda surprised n told him dat I drank too much.. wen i came back, he gave me another bottle of water to drink.!! Thankz so much fer da help..!! Hahaz.. Ma lips are still dry though I drank a lot.. Any suggestions to avoid ma lips gettin dry..?? Besides drinkin water... I dun wanna go toilet as often I did today..!! Tired of peeing..!! Wakakaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz.. Kinda pity Ken do double shift.. He asked fer it anyway.. Went back wit him since he take 27 back hm too.. We chatted in da bus n found out sum things from him.. Bad past n lotsa experience... Anyway, he does encourage me to take up courses in hairstyling.. Hahaz.. Thankz lotz.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home n found out dat ma relatives were der.. Most of dem.. Esp da aunts n uncles coz ma big cuzzie gonna get married this June, most prob at ma house... Gonna b so kecoh.. Hahaz.. He is ma Granny's most loved grandson.. Hahaz.. Yeah.. He has parents but he didn't get da love from dem.. Ma second youngest aunt took care of him after ma dad got married and granny lives wit us.. Hard life fer him.. His parents didn't even brought him up.. Haiz.. Ok ok... Den der this 3 little nephews of mine who is so so cheeky... Hahaz.. Keep pinchin ma butt and even smack it... Bad bad little boyz.. And believe it the youngest who is also da cheekiest one is onli 3 yrs old.. Hahaz.. Played around wit dem n had fun.. So cute n playful.. Hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bout 9 plus, ma dad, cuzzie nana n family n ma youngest aunt went to our another cuzzie's bbq at East Coast.. Kind of borin.. And da chalet beside us was da gangsta chalet.. Hahaz.. Kinda fun wen they blast their songz fer everyone to hear.. Sumthing to make me move.. But dey r very irritatin too.. Keep lookin n stare.. And den der was this mat dance wen he sees girls onli.. So action.. If he dances so well nvm lah but excuse me..!!! And der dis fatso too... Hahaz... Juz makes me laugh.. Left da place bout 12.30 n send ma relatives hm wit ma dad's car.. Reached hm, bathed n rang Syaiful.. Chat wit him fer an hour n den went off to bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later need to wake up early to see ma sisters grading.. Dey r in da taekwando n been wishin I wuld cum n see dem gettin graded.. Hahaz.. For da first time, I'll come down n watch..!! Ok..?? Hahaz.. Wish ya luck.. And b4 loggin off... Wat to get fer mum..?? Juz bought a card onli.. Its so beautiful which costs me $7.. Hahaz.. Money doesn't matter anyway.. Da thought dat countz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111318495501830079?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111318495501830079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111318495501830079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111318495501830079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111318495501830079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-called-great-day.html' title='So-Called Great Day..!'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111284784162952932</id><published>2005-04-07T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T12:24:01.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Argghhh.... Wen I tot ma day will be goin juz fine, the freakin irritatin idiot msg me to borrow another 10 buckz... Gosh..!!! Wat does he think I am..?? ATM Machine..?? Haiz.. No use gettin angry... Nvm... Now its him mayb next time its ma turn.. Bluekz..!! If I ever get into a relationship wit him, I dun think I can manage... Oh God..!!! Dun meet me wit dat kind of dude again... Even as close frenz.. Hahaz... muz run away from him... Wakakaz.. I'm a bad bad evil fren...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Wakakaz... Anyway, I have an exam later and I still wonderin wat to study.. Wakakaz.. Yesterday supposed to study wen Dian, Midzi and Khai planned.. Yes, we did talk bout our electronics chapters at Delifrance but den...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;This irritatin gal starts her nonsense and da concentration fer study soon fades.. Hahaz... Really had a great day yesterday... I was totally crazy wer no one ever sees me in da situation b4 except fer dem... Hahaz.. We even went to da new playground and played cathing... Hahaz.. Da thing is this playground is full of ropes and kind of diff from any other playground.. We climbed like monkeys, complained like little kids, think like an infant... Hahaz.. i miss ma childhood days.. And den da catcher have to start fro this so-called look alike rock climbing and den cross this metal thingy to catch da victims.. Den we cannot run away freely.. muz at least touch any part of da matal or rubber thingy of da playground.. Hahaaz... We den slack at this kopitiam somewhere near der... Hahaz... I was bored so I was thinkin of the "aku masuk, aku nampak" thingy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Me: Aku masuk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Khai: Aku nampak.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Me: Aku tengok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Khai: Aku teropong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Dian: Aku nampak org mandi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Khai: Astafiruallahalazim [wit his funny tune n face dat he loves to make which will make us laugh..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Midzi: Jangan cakap gitu.. Lain kali cakap "Alhamdulillah..".. Hahaz.. [wit his cheeky face..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Wakakaz... We all also got lots of pronounciation and grammars probz... Hahaz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Dian= blajar - baje&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Midzi= korang tahu tak asal org tu hang dat waterbag of air..?? [aik.. waterbag of air eh..??]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Me= fungsi - fangsi, satu - saku, and lots more.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hahahz.. Ok Ok.. I dun tink u guyz get anythin from here except fer dat 3 fellowz.. hahaz.. Loggin Off.. Hahaz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:: I'm laughing ma head off ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111284784162952932?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111284784162952932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111284784162952932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111284784162952932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111284784162952932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/04/blog-post.html' title='.....'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111276308610430235</id><published>2005-04-06T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T11:14:08.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mornin..!!! Hahaz.. Afternoon..!! Wakakaz.. So sleepy.. Ma eye bags are gettin worse... Dunno wer I shuld go today or do... Hang out wit Syaiful at his house [mind ya we r not alone ok..!!!!] or wait fer Diyana to cum ma house or study wit Dian n Midzi [have u guyz confirm yet..??]... Hahaz... So bored today... Still thinkin of wat I shuld get fer Mum's birthday this Sunday.. Walked at Suntec yesterday wit Syaiful and saw this crystal trophy in this crytal shop... Its so beautiful.. Mum sure will love it.. But da prob is, you hv to order it in advance bout 5 days before esp wen u wanna do sum engravement or put a plate or wateva it is... Haiz... Mayb next yr den..&lt;br /&gt;Anybody hv any idea fer Mum's gift..??&lt;br /&gt;Maybe dat wuld make a great goft fer Mother's Day..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway wen is Mother's Day..?? In May wat ar..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored... Listenin to Pug Jelly CD.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Their songs are cool...&lt;/span&gt; And ma fav is "Just Another Love Song" followed by "You" and "I" and "Farewell"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We breathe in deep, I hold you close.&lt;br /&gt;Reach out and close the shutters on the window.&lt;br /&gt;So no one can look in and disturb the peace we have.&lt;br /&gt;Standing there outside the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying, oh for so long.&lt;br /&gt;So I keep trying to right the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I write you another love song, but can't make up the werds.&lt;br /&gt;Cause none describe the way that I feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;So I write another verse and hope to show the way I feel inside.&lt;br /&gt;The way I feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drive real far, we get real close.&lt;br /&gt;Sit back; start smokin out the car window.&lt;br /&gt;We turn the radio up, forget just wer we are.&lt;br /&gt;Just smokin out the car window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drivin by myself and I don't feel special.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah when I'm by myself I still don't feel special.&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm by myself I just don't feel special.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah when I'm by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember nights spent on the phone, we were alone?&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know, just wat u mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111276308610430235?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111276308610430235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111276308610430235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111276308610430235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111276308610430235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/04/bored.html' title='Bored..'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111271418936762684</id><published>2005-04-05T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T11:14:54.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who's Back... Back Again..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Aku masuk, aku nampak, aku tengok, aku fikir... Bile mau update...&lt;br /&gt;Aku masuk, aku nampak, aku lihat, aku tertanya apa aku boleh update...&lt;br /&gt;Aku masuk, aku nampak, aku terimbas satu kejadian yang boleh aku update..&lt;br /&gt;Aku masuk, aku nampak, aku ketawa, aku diam, aku tersenge-senge seorang diri macam orang gile...&lt;br /&gt;Aku masuk, aku nampak, aku duduk,aku belajar, aku tulis, aku buat paper yang si sial tu bagi...&lt;br /&gt;Aku masuk, aku nampak, aku keluar, aku bingit, aku jumpa, aku jalan, aku jumpa si jahanam irritatin yang bernama "THE RETURN OF THE JOKER"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz... So damn freakinz irritatin.. I'm done wit that, "Aku masuk, aku nampak" bla bla thingy.. Hmmmmmzz... Been kinda quite sumtime since I last update.. Bout a week or so rite..??!! Wakakaz... Just havin da great time of ma life.. Ma life is better as in stable.. It's not ok nor perfect [which will never be]... Hahaz... Been spendin ma time alone n wit frens dat I rarely met such as Diyana.. She gonna chill up at ma house tml..!! Hurray.. At least I wun be alone wit ma family.. Wakakaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Werk is also fun now.. Farid treated Diya n me da other day at Popeye n really had a great time... Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;Me: Perut ku pun makin buncit.. Tengok ah..&lt;br /&gt;Farid: Kalau tu buncit, abe aku dan Diya ape..?? [wit dat irritatin face of his, rubbin his big stomach]&lt;br /&gt;Me: [Usual me wit dat "hehe" laugh]&lt;br /&gt;Farid: Aku dah belanje, makan ah.. dah kesiankan kau seorang diri pat Kiosk... Ake pun dah stress dan bingit dengan pak tua tu..&lt;br /&gt;We also complained bout our OM Lawson.. Hahaz.. We really did so-called gossip... Hahaz.. Farid is funny manz.. Fuck Lawson dude... Hahaz.. Da T2T staff had enugh wit him.. Just layan his nonsense is good enugh.. Wakakaz.. I miss Kay.. She transferred to Chinatown.. Hahaz.. Why muz da cool n great managers be sent away..?? Lucky der is still Ken and Farid at our outlet... Oh Kay, wer r u..???? You r so cool...... I miss ya....&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz.. Sounds like I miss ma own guy but too bad, I'm not a les... Kay is a female.. So obvious rite..? Wakakaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, chill wit Diyana on Sunday night at a void deck.. Hahaz.. Update bout our lives and talk bout our usual topics while eatin our octopus balls... Woo... Delicious..!! Den met Airie, Fred and Hilmi at Mac Cafe on Monday evenin after ma so-called revision for Maths test today.. Hahaz.. So nice meetin dem again.. As usual, dat two buddies or better called da gay partners [Fred and Airie], did a movie which was kind of disgustin but cool.. Hahaz... Guys guys.. And Airie should hv zip off his pants a bit to make it look more realistic.. I agree wit wat Fred said.. Hahaz... Diyana joined us after Hilmi left fer werk... Had fun and thankz gal for company da night wit me.. hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Fer today, I'm kinda struck wit bad luck.. Hahaz.. Maths test was bad.. As usual, I complained.. Dian was the main victim, followed by Syaiful.. Hahaz.. Nice..&lt;br /&gt;And Syaiful is the most irritatin idiot in this world..!!! Hahaz.. He makes ma day and at the same time, spoils ma day.. No wonder, he re-name his contact in ma phone from "Syaiful Charlton" to "The Return Of Joker"... He is one mysterious guy wit lots of riddles and jigsaw puzzles in his life n his werds.. I can go crazy wit him manz.. Hahaz.. And he was really crazy in da train juz now.. Gosh, I dun even noe wer to put ma face... Hahaz.. Really out of da tune.. He danced, he crapz, he laughs, he is juz so SILLY juz now.. Hahaz... I was kinda frustrated wit him though.. Idiotz.. We did talked bout everything... Not bad fer a guy.. He has a lot of opinions n views.. In short, I had fun wit him.. Hahaz.. Irritatin guyz will always be fun to hang out wit....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:: I'm Havin Fun Wit Ma Life ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111271418936762684?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111271418936762684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111271418936762684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111271418936762684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111271418936762684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/04/guess-whos-back-back-again.html' title='Guess Who&apos;s Back... Back Again..!!'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111196630923527101</id><published>2005-03-27T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T07:31:59.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>didin't went to werk..?? Why..?? Hahaz..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm damn bad today... I'm supposed to werk n today ooutlet is onli 1+1, which means ders is onli 1 barista n 1 manager running da outlet... And guess wat..?? The onli barista werkin was me n i didn't go fer werk juz now.. hahaz... I'm so so so sorry Shareen.. Hahaz... Shidah werkin too but she is posted to kiosk today.. And thankz Fai fer replacin me.. Hehe.. Appreciate it lots n hope ya had a great time werkin wit Shareen.. Hahaz.. She ain't dat bad anyway... Kind of cool.. Depends on her mood dude... Hahaz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I told Ken early in da morn dat i can't cum to werk coz i had a slight fever n stomachache... Wen actually I had onli a stomachache while dat fever is yet to cum.. And thankz fer bein concerned.. Really appreciate it.. And thankz Azahar fer ringin me up juz to noe whether I'm alrite... It's so sweet of ya.. Hehez.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Actually ma body was feelin so weak after had a big fight wit ma younger sis at ma tutor's house at midnight... Believe it..?? Shouting across the room at each other, explainin n arguing every shit dat comes to mind, tryin ma bez to wake ma very defensive sis in da middle of the night...??!! Haiz... I can feel ma voice is goin worse each time I shout... I was strong but wen it came to da very emo side, I broke down... Didn't want to.. Haiz.. Ma tutor was kinda shocked wen I say those shit.. Luckily, she understands ma shit n we both were tryin to make ma sis realise wat is actually wrg wit her... Things hv change slowly ever since late last yr but we've bn toleratin it n it came to a point dat we decided dat we hv to put an end to her crapz.. She can't accept wat she is bein told.. And I juz realised dat she has a VERY high expection on ma parents, ma tutors n esp me..! Haiz... Sarcifice.. Dun understand y I always need to go tru this shit wen I tried to get away... I'm very saddened upon hearin every single shit dat came out from her mouth.. It's really hurtin n it did break ma heart into pieces.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Zakiah: You weren't der for me...! You were der physically but not mentally..! You dun even hv time fer me.. You didn't see ma changes n wat for should I change wen no one cares..?? You were busy and always in a bad mood weneva I wanna talk.. And I dun always ask ur help but wen it comes to u, I helped out wen I wanna rest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sm wer like dat, is wat she said.. but was broken into her own lines.. Fuck lah.. Smtimes, I realised dat ur own blood wun realise n appreciate even a small shit dat u've done fer dem esp da one dat u love most.. And it hurts more wen I see ma mum broke down.. Juz coz of ma sis's shit freakin attitude, she said she ain't a good mum n failed to bring out da bez.. Arrgghhh.. Even made ma dad lost of werds wen wanna make things out wit her.. This all shit has make me hate her more.. They r her parents n y u wanna make dem suffer..?? They love u so much n its juz dat u r not bothered to look in depth.. You onli look at da appearance n wat is onli happenin in front of ur eyes..?? Did u ever tot of wat dey r goin tru..?? And as fer us, we both r 3 yrs apart.. Its not dat far n u can't b me... U hv to b urself.. Find ur identity.. Wat fer ya should b a copycat Zakiah wen u can b da unique Zakiah..?? I'm on a diff path from u.. I'm not equal to u... No one is perfect.. Fuck lah.... Guess I stop here.. Makin me feelin more worse than a shit if I continue..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:: LiFe iS nEvEr dA waY wE wAnT iT oto bE ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111196630923527101?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111196630923527101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111196630923527101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111196630923527101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111196630923527101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/03/didint-went-to-werk-why-hahaz.html' title='didin&apos;t went to werk..?? Why..?? Hahaz..'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111185917425765540</id><published>2005-03-27T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T01:47:07.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>endless life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hey peepz.. I'm sorry bout ma previous update... Haiz.. I really gone tru a lot this month.. So lost of werds now.. Just got home from conferencin.. I dun wanna tok bout it... I'm feelin really down.. Guess, life is all about makin decisionz n sacrifices.. Esp if ya da eldest in da family.. no one wuld wanna go tru this shit... It suckz manz.. hopin life will get better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna thankz da ppl who hv bn der fer me esp to ma godparents cum ma tutor.. I love dem.. So much... Guess till here.. And thankz to ma sisters.. Fer supportin me n "yourRomeo?" fer ur tag.. Guess I prefer to b alone fer da meantime.. I'll blog wen i feel like it.. Take care.. And not fgt Syaiful, who has bn makin ma day everyday by makin me laugh.. Thankz a lot.. Miss ya guyz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful... Peace..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111185917425765540?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111185917425765540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111185917425765540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111185917425765540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111185917425765540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/03/endless-life.html' title='endless life'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111158888551655736</id><published>2005-03-23T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T22:46:42.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: i'm clueless ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fuckin shit.. This month has been a very bad month fer me.. Ma life has gotten from bad to worse.. Everythin happened at once n in a click.. First it was da sufferin in a shitty relationship wer I try to take in wat I can n den followed up wit da break up, den ma parents arguments, ma fuckin sister nonsense crappy prob wit ma parents, ma aunt who thinkz i'm da "bad" gal, da projects which is multiplyin, ma own freakin emo, stress at werk, ma mum's probz which she poured everything to me n lots more lah... Wen can ma life get any better...?? I really wish i'm out of this life n go into sum1's else life who is better.. I have been takin all this shit slowly n calmly n nvr once told everythin to any1.. Mayb a bit here n der but not all.. I wanna scream if I could but wat for..?? Release it fer a while wen u noe dat ur prob will stay der n wun change even a bit..?? I'm tired too, of puttin up a gd brave front everyday, hopin ppl think dat i'm crazy n juz so damn bored wen i'm actually sufferin deep inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got no more feelings, no more fun, no more happiness, no more tears, no more of wateva u guyz can think of.. Feelin so lifeless.. Juz like a stone.. Hit dem as much n hard as u can n da stone will either crack or stay da same.. Haiz.. I'm screamin in pain inside n wish I hv sum1 to lean on.. But i dun really want it coz i will eventually prefer to die alone.. Arggghh.. Can anybody pls ask me way ma life is like dis..?? I dun choose to hv a life like dis but y i'm ended up in one of those shitty life..?? I'm tryin ma best to b positive bout life, but how can i b wen everythin is gettin from bad to worse as each day pass..?? Tell me..!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna b alone n run away to a place wer no one can ever find me.. Wer I can calm down ma piece of mind n see life da way I wish to.. A place wer ders onli me.. No problemz or wateva shit life can store fer me.. I juz want time fer maself.. I'm feelin so lonely no matter how many friends i've got.. Anyone who can cure ma loneliness is welcomed.. Life, loneliness, lust, lies, love, live... Haiz.. Guess I wanna leave now.. Thankz fer spendin ur free time readin this piece of ma lettin-out-ma-stress piece of ma life.. So clueless of wat is even happenin now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111158888551655736?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111158888551655736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111158888551655736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111158888551655736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111158888551655736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-clueless.html' title=':: i&apos;m clueless ::'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111133462776940106</id><published>2005-03-19T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T12:49:35.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitches out AGAIN..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Weekends is here again.. Met ma sisters at town.. As usual, I'm late.. Hahaz.. But Piper was even later.. She took a cab to town... She also treated us to Fish &amp; Co. wer we tried our very best to finish up da food... Our stomach was bloated after tryin to squeeze everything in da stomach... Thankz fer da treat sis..!! You r really rich.. Wakakaz.. And thankz fer makin ma day both Piper n Phoebe... I FINALLY get wat i wanted from dem.. A pic/neoprint of the bitches.. Hahaz.. We looked pretty dumb n idioticz.. We r one anyway.. Esp Phoebe.. Wen she asked a surprising ques at Fish &amp;amp; Co.. I mean, "Phoebe" = "dumb"..??!! Hahaz.. Gosh..!! Sorry aite..! I'm glad u realise dat u r dumb too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met him fer while at CBTL Paragon.. Juz had a quick chat n walked off.. Haiz.. Recalled da times we used to spend at dat place.. Wateva.. Its over anyway... And so I went to ma cousin's house to tutor ma him.. Called Phoebe coz I was feelin so shitty.. Onli ma bitches noe y... Was surprised dat she was alone outside.. Piper went to werk alreadi.. So I met her up at City Hall n went to Esplanade after I'm done tutoring ma cousin.. As we walk to Esplanade, I realised ma sis's reddish try-to-avoid-crying eyes.. I asked if she is cryin or anythin dat she wished to share.. She denied, as per usual.. Dun lie to me lah..! You noe u can't sis though i can pretend dat i dunno a single shit...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok.. I wun go into details.. We had a sisterly counselling each other n had to make up a drama so I culd reach Zaki.. Sorry dude.. Didn't mean to lie but I was tryin to help onli.. I noe how both u guys feeling in each shoes.. Haiz.. This is life.. *hugz* fer u both n Piper too..! And thanks fer pouring everything to me, Phoebe.. Which make me wanna share ma part.. Hahaz.. Can't blieve we both cried, talked, hug and supportin each other.. Its used not to b us.. Haiz.. A brave upfront is not everything i guessed.. Esp wen u r goin tru da trauma dat u which didn't happen at all.. You juz need dat sumbody who u culd lean on to, even wen u deny dat u dun need.. Aite sis..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111133462776940106?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111133462776940106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111133462776940106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111133462776940106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111133462776940106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/03/bitches-out-again.html' title='Bitches out AGAIN..!'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111110473922339244</id><published>2005-03-18T08:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T08:20:15.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everytime</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was 3 AM&lt;br /&gt;Wen u woke me up&lt;br /&gt;Den we jumped in da car&lt;br /&gt;And drove as far as we could go&lt;br /&gt;Just to get away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about our lives&lt;br /&gt;Until da sun came up&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm thinkin about&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could go back&lt;br /&gt;Just for one more day wit u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more day wit u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see ur face&lt;br /&gt;Every time u look ma way&lt;br /&gt;It's like it all falls into place&lt;br /&gt;Everything feels right&lt;br /&gt;But ever since u walked away&lt;br /&gt;U left ma life in disarray&lt;br /&gt;All I want is one more day&lt;br /&gt;It's all I need&lt;br /&gt;One more day wit u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen da car broke down&lt;br /&gt;We juz kept walking along&lt;br /&gt;Till we hit this town&lt;br /&gt;Der was nothing der at all&lt;br /&gt;But dat was all ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent all our money on stupid things&lt;br /&gt;but if I look back now&lt;br /&gt;I'd probably give it all away&lt;br /&gt;Just for one more day wit u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm sittin here&lt;br /&gt;Like we used to do&lt;br /&gt;I think about ma life&lt;br /&gt;And der's nothin I wun do&lt;br /&gt;Just for one more day...&lt;br /&gt;One more day wit you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111110473922339244?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111110473922339244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111110473922339244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111110473922339244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111110473922339244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/03/everytime.html' title='Everytime'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111110332570001371</id><published>2005-03-18T07:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T08:16:27.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm werkin today..!!! Shit..! So sick n tired of CBTL.. Today wit Lawson... Argghh... Nvm.. Later in da eve, I'll take ma time to go werk.. Dun give a shit bout it... Wat I really need now is gettin maself back.. Wonder how da "used-to-be-half-me" is doin.. Kind of missing dat person so badly.. Haiz.. Wish could meet dat person.. Can I..?? Are u free..?? Hahaz... Gimme a hug..?? A last one..?? Haiz.. I'm sounding so desperate... Ewww.. Dats nvr me... But mayb a hug can..?? Hahaz.. A fren's hug.. Whoa..!!! Gosh..! I'm totally gonna b crazy today..! Esp wit ma dad bugging me to wear "baju kurung" at least once a wk.. Gonna wear it later from hm but change it in da toilet... Like I care to wear it da whole day... F*** Off.... Anyway.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma modem is back again.. Hahaz... But me..?? Errrmm.... Wait wen da bitches bitch me out this sat... Hahaz.. Gonna meet u guys tml.! So happy..!! Now i wanna go ma sis Dian's house.. Internet Prog Project.. Haiz.. Ass manz... Gtg.. Miss everyone..!!! Muackz..!! I got an eye bag.. So freakin fugly.. But who cares coz onli I care... Gosh..!! I'm so selfish.. Kk.. Ma crazy is back n I guess I'm tokin to maself early in da morning... Take care peepz..!! And bitches, plz call n confirn aite..!! And Dian, here I come to ur house... Do get slp later in da train.. Today everyone of us gonna be "hey-ya"... Hahaz... Tata..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111110332570001371?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111110332570001371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111110332570001371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111110332570001371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111110332570001371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/03/crazy.html' title='crazy'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111105891948872264</id><published>2005-03-17T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T08:15:18.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: Ma Life Now ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey peepz.. I'm back.. To update fer while wen I dun even have da mood fer it actually.. Spend ma day wit ma bitches yesterday.. I love u guyz..!! Went to play pool wit Dian n her frens too.. First time I met Hakim.. N also errmm... Naseer n Yogi.. Rite..?? Hahaz.. Had so much fun n laughter der.. Had a crazy day der wen Lembu made those idioticz mistake.. hahaz.. We played at Lucky Plaza.. Lembu drop by too since he goin out wit Phoebe later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bitches which obviously includes me, had our right top ears pierced together.. Checked out da picz at Ugly Moron 1 aka Piper's blog.. Hahaz.. Idiot bitches.. Hahaz.. And check out Phoebe wearing "tudung"...!! hahaz... U look cute sis..!!! Wakakaz... And fer the whole journey, Phoebe n me complained of wanna shit..!! We were really full of shit yesterday.. Ate a lot n our stomach was actually bloated.. It looks freakin fugly..!! Hahaz.. So much fun n enjoyment..! Gonna take a photo next friday which is the next bitches outing.. All this shit came from Fizah aka Phoebe.. Hahaz.. Was supposed to take it yesterday but wit her complains n crampy-wanna-shit-irritatin-tryin-hard-to-'please give me a chance' face, we postphoned it on our next outing.. Hahaz.. Idioticz..!! Real bitch manz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much fun n laughter but I ended up wit a really bad day which spoils ma mood to do a single shit which I must do.. Ma modem was crazy idiot [culd not log in to da net], had an arguement wit ma parents n also broke up wit Airie.. Dun ask me a fuckin thing bout it.. I'm still down and not able to share wateva I hv in both mind n heart.. I miss him though I was da one who suggest coz it was diff on his part to say.. Can read it.. Its ok dude.. I'm not blamin u on everythin n i dun hate ya at all.. It was partly ma fault too.. I wun say here nor tell ya.. Guess I'm too late fer anything, not even to ask if we can patch or not.. I not tryin to sound so desperate of love but frankly, I wasn't willingly to let ya go wen i was sayin it.. Did dat coz was thinkin on ur part.. I'm givin ya lots probs fer da moment n i understand the shitty feelin u goin tru now.. Wer it fades wen bein disturbed.. Should've hv told me earlier.. And also it was dumb on me too fer not realisin it earlier.. No use of fakin anyway n thanks fer the wonderful journey I hv wit u.. Never been in this shit b4.. Kinda diff I shall say.. Unique.. I noe u're bein truthful n dat nvr cheated on me.. I'm glad n appreciate bout it.. Its da other thingy of human beings dat botherin u which I guess onli u n i noe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, meetin ma bitches this sat coz I really need dat bitches hug n consollin.. I love u guys.. I guess I will b on ma bed all day if I dun noe u bitches.. Esp Phoebe fer understandin n givin me support.. Haiz.. And ma sis Dian.. Thankz fer bringin laughter in ma life.. and informin bout da bloggy thinghy coz I wuldn't noe bout it since ma modem had gone crazy.. Wish u luck n all da best wit Mahmud.. Dun keep him in da dark like I had.. U get wat I'm tokin do u..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt lots of lesson as each day past by.. Esp in relationshipz n life... And some things are to b kept to urself.. Have to agree now wit Midzi n Dian.. Guess its so true.. And like wat Airie said, life has to move on.. Wat for fakin n hurtin ownself.. Feel so tight n sufferin.. Goin off now.. I wish I dun hv feelings at all.. Can I stay the bitchy me..?? I can.. Of coz.. Coz da bicthes will always be the bicthes aka charmed ones.. Hahaz... Crapz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I sound like I was dyin..?? Hahaz... Sound kinda stupid bein so emo.. But wat to do.. This is me.. Accept it or get freakin fuckin lost..!!! Take care aite..!! Idiots will always b an idiot... Rite, bitches..?? Wakakaz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111105891948872264?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111105891948872264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111105891948872264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111105891948872264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111105891948872264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/03/ma-life-now.html' title=':: Ma Life Now ::'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111029462206242532</id><published>2005-03-08T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T23:10:22.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: Sicko n Lonely ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*cough**cough*....!! So sick n so lonely... haiz.. And da new seng kang polyclinic is so horrible... So irritatin.. Dun wanna tok bout it.. Today is juz another loneli day at home wit me sleepin fer hours after takin medicines.. Miss ma sis Dian n frens... ma body is so weak n hearin ppl coughin here n der makes me more sick.. Den da medicines smmore.. Eewww.. hate it lotsa manz... Makes me drunk.. Feel like gulpin everythin juz now n slep fer days... haahz.. Dats gonna b so cool... hahaz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Anyway, yesterday met up wit ma fav cuzzie who werk at Zouk.. Bro Kasbi.. Hehe.. Mish him lotsa manz...!! hang up wit him till 10 n took a cab hm.. All on him yesterday.. The treat at Marche, the Haagen-daz ice-cream, a pair of sandals from Nova... Hahaz.. He gonna buy me a pair of a Nike shoe too..!! I'm so pampered wit ma bro.. Wat to do.. he's da closest n trusted most by me... Spend da whole evenin wit him n his chinese gf, Yvonne, at town yestrday after school... So cool.. talk bout everythin.. Both dem put on weight but luckily not fat..!! hahaz.. Bro's body is kinda tensed up after goin fer gym n came back from reservice at CDA... He used to b a bouncer at Zouk but now change to PR over der.. While Yvonne is busy wit her producin werk.. She's a producer at errrmm... I fgt.. But she earned a lot.. 6K per mth... Wow... If onli I'm as clever as her... n multi-talented too.. hahaz... Guess now gonna spend more time wit dem... Ma bro also miss me..! hahaz.. Cool... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Take care everyone.. I'm drunk fer da moment... Coz of all da shit dats I've been takin... crazylamedee is out... Peace.. life suckz but beautiful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:: L!Fe oF a s!MpL3 yeT c0nFus!n gaL ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111029462206242532?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111029462206242532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111029462206242532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111029462206242532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111029462206242532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/03/sicko-n-lonely.html' title=':: Sicko n Lonely ::'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111011704325422310</id><published>2005-03-06T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T21:50:43.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: 1 month Bein Attached..!! ::</title><content type='html'>Happy 1 month baby..!!! Hahaz... So cool.. Hehez.. And to ma bitches sisterz, i made it a month.. And wit blessings n patience mayb we'll have a long last relationship.. I noe u guys wuld do sum countdown... hahaz.. Do hang up ya,..! I miss ya manz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is gonna b a juz short update... Coz I met ma baby today even fer awhile... Hehez.. After the one week of so called cool-off period... Haiz.. Really miss him..!! Hahaz.. Ok ok... Guess dats all... I'm still very very very happy now coz get to see him... Hehez.. Wonder if i get to see him next week... Haiz.. Take care sweetie.. Miss u..!! i'm wit ya alwayz..!! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111011704325422310?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111011704325422310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111011704325422310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111011704325422310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111011704325422310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/03/1-month-bein-attached.html' title=':: 1 month Bein Attached..!! ::'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-111000072696258740</id><published>2005-03-05T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T13:46:55.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: Sacrifice ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hmmzz... Sacrifice.. Just tot of it after I looked at things again.. ma life n ma loved ones.. Sacrifice fer love..?? I dun onli mean bout it in relationships but also family... Why u sacrifice..?? Why make urself live in sufferin wen u can choose to make urself happy n let da other party suffer..?? Coz of love..?? Yesh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love ur loved ones.. Your parents.. your gal/guy.. You care bout dem... You dun wish dem to b sad.. You want dem to b happy.. Deep inside u, u dun mind bein sad n suffer juz as long as ur loved ones r ok n fine.. Dats wat u all ever wish fer.. Bein hurt alone is nthin as long ders a smile on ur loved ones.. Hurt is nthin compared to see a frown on ur loved ones.. Rite..?? Human beings r really gd pretenders.. Everyone has a problems.. No one can escape from dat.. Its part n parcel of life.. We juz hv to live wit it till we die.. Da ups n downs in life r challenges dat we hv to face everyday.. No one can ever live peacefully except da dead ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality bites.. But do we have a choice..?? Life is bout makin decisions.. Decisions to choose wat kind of life u wanna lead.. Even if we hv to suffer fer a long/short period, be stong n confident in facin reality.. Get dat positive thinkin dat everythin is gonna b alrite.. Nthin can go wrg if u avoid da mistakes or actions taken.. We hv brains.. Use dem.. We hv feelings.. Use dem.. Learn how to give n take n share.. Understand bein in other ppl's shoes.. Feel wat dey r feelin.. Der is always such thing as imagination.. Dats wat our teachers hv been tellin us in pri n sec schools wen we write our composition.. Dats how authors can write a great book wen dey add imagination n feeling in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacrificin isn't easy.. We all noe dat.. It takes time.. You hv to see da situation n decides whether u r able to tolerate those pains n hurts.. Its a choice.. Remember dat peepz.. And do plz remember to make urself happy first n den da others... Coz u wun b able to cheer up others wen u, urself ain't happy.. Its of no use.. And if u ever feel like lettin out ur anger, do it... Dun cramp everythin into urself.. Its bad fer da health.. Dun put all da burden to urself.. And get ur life straight n dun mixed all da probz in to.. believe in urself.. have faith.. put dat ego away n think plus solve ur probs wit ur heart n mind... Dats wat i've learnt.. And as a gd fren, b a gd listener.. u nvr noe wen u need ur fren's help... Dats all.. gtg.. to werk.. Byez peepz..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-111000072696258740?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/111000072696258740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=111000072696258740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111000072696258740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/111000072696258740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/03/sacrifice.html' title=':: Sacrifice ::'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110999827681354595</id><published>2005-03-05T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T13:48:11.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: LiFe aFteR T2T ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Today is ma second time werkin at t1t but this time I'm really fer here not fer any attachment.. To b exact, it was yesterday fer P.M shift, 3-11 pm.. Wasn't really in da mood to werk actually coz I quite dislike da managers over der.. No Ken also.. No cool managers.. Desmond was werkin yesterday.. he's ok but wen it comes to schedule, he's da worst n most hated by me.. Haiz.. Can't really understand our situation unlike T2T.. he do cares bout us but unlike T2T.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, punched in fer werk at exactly 3 p.m.. Hehe.. Cool.. Fer da errmmm.. first time i came early fer werk.. hahaz.. Saw Mas.. She den told me da unexpected news.. Baristas wun get da $5 transport if we r even late fer a min.. Gosh..!! Wat the ****..?!?! Dat was really terrible.. Moreover, dey dun so-called allow da baristas to make IB drinkz.. Damnz.. My goodness..!! Is der any CBTL outlet worst den dis..?? Gosh..! I really miss T2T.. Wer we r free to do wat we wan.. We give n take among each other, helpin out in slam, havin so much fun durin werk wit all da loud laughters n jokes, eatin n makin drinkz fer our own, tryin mixed anyhow drinkz n food n loads more.. Really miss da atmosphere over der.. Esp wen our Auntie Gourmet, come out from da kitchen n shout "Tag 2! Fusilli Chicken &amp;amp; Waffles..!!", expectin da customer to raise their hands n show her wer dey r sittin or come up to take their food.. Like Kopitiam manz.. Haiz.. And also da slam wer da queue will be till da next store, blockin da walkway.. And how messy our place will get wit those spilled coffee n water n espresso.. Its so havoc wit da shoutings n helps from each other.. And also how we anyhow make their drink wen der's slam which end up wit a messy E.B n I.B station and how everyone is tryin very hard to clear da slam wit da cashiers exhaustin n dehydratin due to talkin non-stop wit da customers, esp da irritatin ones which will order a long list or a completed drink or askin lots of ques bout juz a drink n den dun wanna buy makin da cashiers so frusted n annoyedn makin da queue longer.. Whoa.. Realli miss T2T..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By da way, made sm new frens at T1T.. Darina n Azahar [ knew dem earlier b4 ], Shidah [nice gal.. reminds me of Aida..], Raudhah [it was her birthday yesterday.. celebrated wit a cake n was sabo.. reminds me of Rodiya..] and Danny [once she was attached at T2T but onli stand at da E.B.. do nothin.. Wati, Yantie n Mas was frustrated wit her.. hahaz..].. Dey r cool.. Also saw Elly b4 werk n Zoe durin ma break n after werk AT T1DT.. Dey r our sisters/mothers of T2T.. Saw Izan too at T1DT after werk n Zach at T2K.. I was attached der fer while coz da T2D staff culd not handle T2K alone.. and was alone n sufferin again at T2K till Zach came.. And Aziah n Mas wen werkin.. Mas was attached to T1t coz no staff fer mornin n Aziah werk at T1K fer P.M shift leavin me alone wit da T1T staff.. And also Auntie Gourmet.. Who is transferred at T1T like me, Wati, Yantie, Aziah, Azrina n Sijie.. And ma bro Amir coz I have to borrow $100 from him to pay ma bills.. Haiz.. Miss T2T.. i'm off.. Wanna slp.. Tml werkin again n cannot afford to b late..!! Take care.. Oppzz.. Fgt to say Gd Nitez peepz..!! ZzzzZZzzzzz... *SnoreZzzz*....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110999827681354595?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110999827681354595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110999827681354595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110999827681354595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110999827681354595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/03/life-after-t2t.html' title=':: LiFe aFteR T2T ::'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110985806163985812</id><published>2005-03-03T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T22:20:19.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: i'm back..!!?? ermmm.. think twice..! ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey peepz.. I'm gonna welcome maself back.. Back to da reality werld.. Wer it bites us.. To da deep.. Wer we hv to face diff challenges n problems everyday in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry bout last nite update.. Wasn't maself lately.. Was totally pissed off &amp; confused wit ma shitty life.. A life dat I hv been tryin to live up.. To a beautiful one wit only swet memories.. Guess dat onli happens in dreamz.. But even dreams hv nightmare.. hmm.. Mayb imagination or illusion den..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind every smile, ders always a hidden pain.. Ain't dat true peepz..?? Esp to da great pretenders in this freakin unfair &amp;amp; unreasonable werld.. Yeah, almost da pl in dis werld fake &amp; lie bout demselves.. Frankly, I'm one of dem.. Puttin a big smile everyday, laughin so cheerfully, tryin very hard to put away those pain &amp;amp; hurtful memories, livin everyday as if wishin it wuld get better &amp; hopin life wuld end soon if its gonna hurt us more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't onli bout how we gonna live it but also da experiences &amp;amp; receivin love from every1 esp dearest ones.. It is experiences n da love we've got dat help us to see da werld... The Reality.. Memories r also experiences but its memories dat gave us a greater impact on our lives.. Wat we go tru everyday also helps us to understand life better.. But how many of us actually do some reflections at home..?? And wonders wat went wrg or why smmthings happen da way it ain't supposed to be..?? Or wat is actually life is all about..?? Why r we born in da planet called "Earth"..?? Mayb we can onli feel n think bout dat but r unable to express it in werds... Talkin n feelin doesn't match.. U'll nvr noe if dat smbody is lying.. Esp a gd liar n pretender...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Wanna say dat I really feel glad dat I hv ma dearest frens wit me.. Very supportin n thanks guyz fer bein der wen I'm in need n down.. hehez.. thankz fer taggin too.. Really appreaciate fer da support u gave me.. N ma lil dearest sis Dian.. Thankz so much fer bein wit me n by ma side.. in school n also everywer.. So glad to make u as a fren at first n den a sis.. hehez... N thankz Jessica fer yesterday... I'll go to u wen i need help.. I'm under control now.. Hehez.. Onli left wit werk.. Which i think i gonna quit soon.. Tired of those irritatin freakin motherf***** managers of T1T.. Wish T2T hasn't close down yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ok now.. Under-control.. Livin life as I shuld.. Wishin n hopin I'm ok n hopin a miracle wuld happen.. I'm gonna leave u alone.. Get back to me wen u r ok.. Take care peepz.. Hope u noe who u r.. I love u guyz ma dearest frenz..!! Sis Cutie-breakdancin Dian, CD lecturer sweetest lady Jessica, ma bitchy-Charmed sis Piper n Phoebe, ma lil dearest Semut Wati, Marina South inaadey.... hahaz... Dun werry bout me.. I noe i can handle ma own probz.. Dun sympathy or pity me coz I dun need dat.. Juz shower me wit ur friendship n love... Care, concern wit hugz..!! Trust n encouragement too..!! Dats wat friendship is all about.. Bein der wen dey r in need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;:: L!Fe 0F a s!MpLe yeT c0nFus!N gaL ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110985806163985812?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110985806163985812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110985806163985812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110985806163985812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110985806163985812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-back-ermmm-think-twice.html' title=':: i&apos;m back..!!?? ermmm.. think twice..! ::'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110977395056902911</id><published>2005-03-02T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T22:59:39.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm dead.. I really dun feel like doin any single shit.. I'm sick of everything... Tired of those shitty werds.. Tired of those hurtful tears.. Tired of gettin hurt.. Tired of fakin n forcin maself to smile as if life is so nice n beautiful... Haiz.. Why must I lie to maself.?? Haiz.. Questions lingerin inside ma head.. loads of dem.. Wishin everyday wuld b better but it bcum worsen.. I should b dead by now but y am i alive..?? Yeah, I shuld thank god fer this actually.. But who cares..?? I dun give a shit to ma life anymore.. Everyone been suckin up on me.. Except a few.. Dian, Wati, Yantie, ma CD lecturer Jessica.... Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do ppl fall in love..?? To get hurt..?? Or to b loved..?? Why is love fadin wen one has achieved his/hers love..?? Is dating a game..?? Is love a game..? family love..?? Wats dat..? Is it juz a piece of crap..?? To make u blieve in love..?? Wats love anyway..?? I'm so confused..!! I need to get maself back.. I dunno how.. But I have to.. No matter wat.. Mayb I need dat special sm1 so badly... No hugz, no kisses, no sweet werds like i used to had... Wer has it all gone..?? to da rubbish dump..?? Wer is ma love..?? Ma family...?? da love..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh... I'm truly sick.. Maybe I'm so emo today due to ma PMS... Haiz... I hate to be alone...! Wen i say I wanna b alone, i dun mean it... Haiz.. I really hv lost dat special person whom understands me... Now, i dun wish to lose another.. I need a hug so badly...! Anybody care to give one..?? Please...... I'm an idiot... Stupid... Dumb... I'm not tryin to get any sympathy from any1... Juz wanna let out maself... Really had a bad day today.. Though ma sis dian n Jessica managed to put a smile on ma face... The first smile I had this mornin had been erased... After talkin things out... I'm gonna b alone... Fer da moment... i'm out... u guyz do not need to understand this crappy update... I'm just losing out maself..................................................&lt;br /&gt;i'm dead... no werds.. onli tears... Gettin into a relationship can smtimes b a burden to sm ppl... Mayb one party dun feel it but da other party is.. So dun b selfish... Do xpress ur feelings to dat special sum1 b4 its too late guyz... time is very precious.. Dun regret after u hv lose dat special sum1.... I'm off... To a place wer i dun called a home n wit ppl whom I'm tyrin to b happy wit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want ma life back... Put a smile on ma face again... I dun wish to die alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::L!Fe 0F a s!MpLe yeT c0nFus!n GaL ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110977395056902911?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110977395056902911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110977395056902911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110977395056902911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110977395056902911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110972577713958857</id><published>2005-03-02T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T09:11:06.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: Crazy Lame Untittled Lifeless Unpredictable Week ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Damnz.. This week hv bn a very bad bad luck fer me... But gd thin I hv ma sis Dian around to get crazy n lame wit.. No shame in makin fool out of ourselves in da middle of a crowded place..Dun care wat ppl think as long we get ourselves a life n b happy always.. Rite..? Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a bad week coz...&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm broke.. [ believe it..?? i'm broke..!?!?! ]&lt;br /&gt;2) Received a warnin letter.. [ Got a lecture from mum.. EVERYDAY..!! ]&lt;br /&gt;3) Ma comp broke down 2 dayz ago... [ dats y i was so frustrted n culd not update ]&lt;br /&gt;4) Ma "dat girly thingy" came.. [ i bcum so paranoid n less understandin n less patient.. BAD..!! ]&lt;br /&gt;5) Midzi been actin weird esp after that NS botak cut [ he wears a cap everyday.. Wit i dunno wat reason ]&lt;br /&gt;6) Can't get along well wit ma real blood sis, Zac.. [ so damn freakin selfish..!! y muz i hv her as a sis ??? ]&lt;br /&gt;7) I got very dehydrated.. [ ma skin lips kept peelin off.. so dry.. so painful too..!! ]&lt;br /&gt;8) Not gonna meet Airie fer this wk I guess.. [ He's bz wit his floorball while I'm bz wit ma bundles of projects n examz n werk..!! Gosh..! I miss him... ]&lt;br /&gt;9) Every mornin i hear ma mum lecturing me to wake up early n go sch early.. [ dats really so irritatin u noe..??!! ]&lt;br /&gt;10) Ma life is bcumin worst as days goes by.. [ Got no money to top up ma fare card.. Guess I'll hv to borrow again... From who..???!! ]&lt;br /&gt;11) My bills is worsen.. $ 127.. [ Gonna borrow money from ma brother.. $100.. Gotta pay ma tutor by 9 March... Haiz.. Countdown..!! ]&lt;br /&gt;12) I'm sad n dunno wat to do wit ma life............................... But gonna be happy n cheerful... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe... been a crazy week too.. gettin closer wit Dian these days.. Shared our sorrows n craziness together.. hahaz.. Life is beautiful if u keep on looking at da bright side..! Be happy n smile.. And leave n put away those bad thingy aside.. Life will get n b better.. Hehez.. Esp wit ur loved ones around.. Muackz..!! Take care..! And Midzi, if der's any chance u reading this, me n Dian wuld like to say dat we're here fer u if u need our help.. Dun burden urself.. We're close frenz..! ok..?? And fer ma bithches cum Charmed sis.. I miss u all lotz.!! Wen is our nex meetin..?? Hehez.. And fer ma lil semut, Wati, b calm n relax in ur relationship.. Thinnk twice of da actions u r takin.. ok..?? I'm here.. u can talk to me bout it.. N ma baby..!! I miss u so much..!! Take care ya..! I noe u r sleepin now.. While I'm late fer ma class.. hahaz.. Good luck fer ur tml match at Dover..!! I'm wit u always..!! Muackz..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110972577713958857?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110972577713958857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110972577713958857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110972577713958857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110972577713958857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/03/crazy-lame-untittled-lifeless.html' title=':: Crazy Lame Untittled Lifeless Unpredictable Week ::'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110972385573628392</id><published>2005-02-27T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T13:47:15.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::[ Chinois Chic's Birthday ]::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Woo hoo... Yesterday was ma sis birthday... 26th of February... Zakiah aka Chinois Chic.. Ma family did celebrated her birhtday buy treatin at Long John wit da family.. I gave her a card this time coz I'm really short of cash... While ma youngest sis gave her a book.. Gosh, isn't she pampered...?? And another thing, ma used-to-be-tutor-who-is-also-ma-neighbour, treated her to midnite movies.. Treated me also lah.. Hahaz.. We watched Constantine.. Really a good show manz.. At Marina GV.. But hours b4 that after we booked the tickets we so-called went to have a late night exercise.. Hahaz.. Actually walk around fr Marina den to Esplanade den back to Marina den to Suntec and den hang out smwer near da conrad Hotel den to bla bla.. Long story... Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 12.20, we were back to da cinema n gettin ready to watched Constantine.. Hehe.. Really superb manz.. Only bout da third quarter of da movie was I bein disturbed by da those motherfuckers manager of T1T.. Haiz.. Y is our outlet T2T closed..?? Y can't dey juz renewed..?? I dun like T1T.. Dey suckz to da core.. Ok.. Back to da movies.. It was great n I really enjoyed it.. Thank goodness the show is interestin dat it brought a smile to ma face rather than bein sulky due to da fuckin assholes of T1T..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma both married tutors, ma sis n me went to Changi Village to eat at 3.30 am after da movies.. hahaz.. Gosh.. da bapoks n pros der were tryin to make money while i kept on disturbin dem after bein reminded by ma tutors not to.. hahaz.. I juz can't stop it.. I mean, look at da bapoks face, body, butt.. Gosh... Its horrible u noe.. Esp wen dey r wearin sm tight clothes wit those mini skirts n tryin to walk catwalks..??? Do dey think dey r so sexy..?? Did dey think dey r sm kind of models..?? Eeewwww.. I laughed upon seeing dat manz.. Seeing that muscular-manly body n dat manly face tryin very hard to b a woman... Gosh... All ma hair is standin up manz.. I was really into sarcarsm dat i talked n make fun of dem out loud.. One even tried to confront me but too bad I was in da car.. Hahaz.. Dat bapoks still can show da middle finger.. Hahaz.. Lame lah.. So childish.. Grow up n realise dat this is a reality lah u all bapokz..!!! And fer da prostitutes, u ppl r sluts n dun u hv shame at all..?? Selling off ur body like its things dat r bein auctioned off at pasar malam... haiyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got back at 6 am n slept at ma tutors house.. Den woke up at 7 n wen back home.. Went to do housewerk n met ma baby, fred n Eva at City Hall at 1 plus.. I was late as usual.. hahaz.. Wandy den later joined us at 5 plus at Far east.. Got a great day wit dem.. Though ma eyes r in search for a bed to get sm slp.. Hahaz... N thankz baby fer dat 10 buckz.. So sweet of u.. Hehe... I'm bankrupt......................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110972385573628392?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110972385573628392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110972385573628392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110972385573628392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110972385573628392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/02/chinois-chics-birthday.html' title='::[ Chinois Chic&apos;s Birthday ]::'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110935183388810643</id><published>2005-02-26T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T01:17:13.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life life life...</title><content type='html'>Life Life Life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. Does every man change after dey've got want dey want..?? Not lovin n showin da same attention n love dey did b4 gettin attached..?? Life is full of surprises.. Once, u see him so romantic n is der dyin fer u n will do anything.. N in a click after attached, he starts to slack around n spend less time wit da gal.. Crapz manz.. no offence guy but isn't it true..?? After u guys got attached, ur guys thinkin will be, " I got ma dream gal n i blieve she will b wit me forever..." Cut dat crap guyz.. Reality manz.. Gals like to be treated well consistentlyn show dem love.. By callin her b4 u slp or say I love u b4 goin to bed or any sweet werds n things u guys can think of.. Gals r human beins which needs to b showered wit sweet things in life... Makin ur gal happy is equal to makin urself happy... Rite guyz..?? Dun u think like dat..?? Seeing da sweet pretty soft lips of her smillin so wide, tellin u how much u mean to her n dat u have make her life more meaningful dat she culdn't bare to leave u even for a moment.. She wish to b wit u every sec, sharin every moments of ur life n b part of ur life... Needin u to hug her too n tell her that u need her in ur life wit that sweet romantic kisses... She'll b amazed n touched.. Bein touched by da heart is wat will give a gal an impact on her life.. It'll mark ur name in her heart... She'll remember u even though u guyz ever break up [touch wood]..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i not sidin da gals.. just givin ma thoughts.. And fer da gals.. Give da guyz time.. Express ur feelin... U might show u r strong on ur outside appearance, but plz lah, we're gals.. we're known fer our soft side.. So if u dun feel gd or bad in dat relationship, share ur feelings.. Work things out.. Coz, every thing dat happenz in da relationship, its an added points.. makes u more understand of each other needs n wat u guys r lookin in fer dat relationship.. Love is beautiful.. Its u guys n gals dat makes it stinkz weneva u all fail to bring da love out... And dun b selfish.. Coz its not gonna bring u anywer.. Jealousy is ok coz its norm n it makes one person loves n show another how much dey love u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaz.. guess till here.. Those in relationships, good luck.. While da singles, take time n dun rush... And always smile ppl.. U nvr noe who is fallin fer ur sweet smile..!! I'm off.. Coz ma baby slps on me again.. He slpt without informin me while i'm here waitin fer his call..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::LiFe oF a s!mpLe yeT c0nFus!n gaL::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110935183388810643?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110935183388810643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110935183388810643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110935183388810643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110935183388810643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/02/life-life-life.html' title='life life life...'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110934524287540190</id><published>2005-02-25T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T23:30:03.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: OnLy You ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't wait to get next to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I just can't leave you alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boy you got me doing things that I would never do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I can't stop the way I'm feelin if I wanted to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm crazy bout the way you that you could make me say your name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if I couldn't have you I would probably go insane cause...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only u can make me feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And only u can take me there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And only u can make me feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And only u can take me there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I can't wait to get next to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I just can't leave you alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boy u stay inside my mind ain't no denyin dat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And only u culd do the things dat got me comin back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta b da realest thing that I have ever felt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'll do wat I gotta do to keep u to myself coz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only u can make me feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And only u can take me der&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And only u can make me feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And only u can take me der&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crazy bout da way u make me feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I juz gotta hv u here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I wanna let u noe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't ever let u go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't wait to get next to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I juz can't leave u alone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110934524287540190?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110934524287540190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110934524287540190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110934524287540190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110934524287540190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/02/only-you.html' title=':: OnLy You ::'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110883047928541702</id><published>2005-02-19T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T00:27:59.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weerrrrkk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Damnz.. Werk suckz today.. Hahaz.. Gotta noe dat ma fav n kinda close manager, Teddius is gonna b transferred to ECP CBTL.. Gonna miss him lots.. I miss his cousin so much alreadi... Hahaz.. Met both dudes juz now.. Ted is da mornin while Jeremy in da afternoon.. Ted is still attach wit Suga. Long dist relationship.. Its gonna b great if dey can survive.. Wonder wat its like to b in their shoes though I've been tru once but dat was fer awhile.. Today also last day to see Ted.. Tml he werkin at T1DT.. Not gonna meet him.. Errmmm.. Mayb.. If we hang out first at T1 b4 headin home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;T2T, ma werkplace is closin soon.. Stupid CBTL dun wan to renew da contract.. Hahaz.. Mayb dey wanna get rid of those cockroaches first.. Hahaz.. Der were lotsa dem juz now.. Kinda big.. Medium i guess.. So gross wen dey came out in big grp n scattered around.. Today werk wit Aziah, Auntie gourmet n dat naggy manager Lynn who can f*** off... She's a nuisance manz.. nag nag nag all day long like got nthin better else to do.. If nvr nag, she'll talk talk talk n den will ask ppl to do thingz.. Wen got slam, she'll leave us n do smthin more "important" such as clanin da dust.. An idiot manz.. Miss Yantie.. She werk at kiosk today.. T2K used to b a great place to hang out but now ok ok.. 'Coz it has bn invested wit cockroaches too.. Haiz.. Anyway, got tipz today.. Kinda lot.. Hahaz.. Cool.. Also, talked n asked Aziah wat life is to b a lesbian..?? Hahaz.. Wat wuld b da feelin wen a gal kiss another gal tru da lipz..? Does da feelin da same...?? Wat wuld b ur feelinz..?? Wat if a guy hv a crush on da les..?? Hahaz.. Lots lots ques... Will she ever get tired of havin gf..?? Or she bcame one coz she's tired of guyz..?? Gals, hv u ever thought of bcumin a les..?? hahaz.. Funny thoughts.. By da way, i gonna b transferred to T1T wit ma buddies.. Wati, Aida, Fanana, Huda n sum others gonna b der.. Da sad thingy is dat sum r not.. We all r bein separated.. Eg like Fai, Yantie &amp; Izan gonna b at T2D while Jeremy, Amir, Aziah, Azrina, papa S.K &amp;amp; papa Andrew gonna b at T2K.. Haiz.. T1T gonna b borin.. Not much customerz.. life so bored.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Today I also so so so blur... Lots thingy happenz today but i'm juz so lazy to type.. Now i noe y i fell in love wit Garfield.. hahaz.. Wat Dian n Midzi said is kinda true.. Hahaz.. Lots of food r bein thrown away coz I dropped it.. Hehez.. Den $100 lost [but its not coz me..!!!].. Hmm.. n lotz more.. Gonna slp soon.. Tml cannot b late.. Meetin lil Semut at 7.45.. hahaz... If late, i die die.. Hahaz.. Nitez.. Live life to da fullest.. You might not noe wat is in store fer ya in future... Miz ya lotz esp ma sis Dian..!! And to u ma cuzzie Fadley..!! Very happy to meet u again today.. Been quite smtime liaoz.. Granny is happy wen i told her i saw u.. Byez... Take care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110883047928541702?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110883047928541702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110883047928541702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110883047928541702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110883047928541702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/02/weerrrrkk.html' title='Weerrrrkk'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110857348432448860</id><published>2005-02-16T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T01:04:44.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm feelin restless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Bored bored... Haiz.. No paper today n i sat at hm.. Waitin fer ppl to ask me out but no one.. At last ma fav cousin who's just gotten engaged n she's onli 17, called.. ma dearest cuzzie wanted to go fer dis interview for werk at Bishan n den wanna meet me.. I agreed.. She kinda stupid though.. Sorry Anis.. hahaz.. Live at Jurong West den wanna werk at Bishan.. hahaz.. She's tired of werkin at Mr Bean at Raffles City.. esp wit da chinese aunties n da way dey treated her.. Complained to me.. hahaz.. She's been tru a lot.. Before n after engagement.. In werk, family, frenz.. Haiz.. Pity her actually.. Hopin her fiance, Shah or known as Boi, will take care of her.. I trust him.. He'll make a great guy fer her.. She's happy to b wit him n dats makes me happier.. Enugh bout her life.. u guyz dun need to noe much.. hahaz.. Slack n treated her at Burger King at C.P.. da second time she come to area.. Usually i will go her side.. Hahaz.. treated her Famous Amos n top up her ez-link card.. Hahaz.. We den took a bus to Rivervale Plaza coz i wanna wash all those picz dat i've bn keepin.. Picz of me n ma ex.. Hahaz.. memories.. Me n ma cuzzie n frenz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hahaz.. Kinda happy she hang out wit me.. We talked n laughed.. Hahaz.. "Infratred" and not "infrared".. I'm another idiot also.. Hahaz.. Ma part cannot tell.. Its been sealed... hahaz.. Crapz..!! Shah came too to fetched her home.. Pity him.. From Tuas n came here to Seng kang n den to Jurong West n back to his hm i dunno wer... Wow... Gd thingy he has a bike... He's sick too.. Lookin at da couple makes me feel fer dem.. Anis even complained dat she is so called "bankrupt" after da engagement, which was held on da first day of Chinese New Yr.. Hahaz.. Anis Anis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Anyway, supposed to play badminton in da morn but ma dearest sis Dian was still slpin n didn't asn our call... And we cancelled it.. Hahaz.. Actually i was kinda lazy to play also.. Hahaz.. N also supposed to meet Airie in da eve but cancelled too.. Sorry..!! Not gonna meet him tml till Sunday.. Hahaz.. Big Party fer me...! Hurray.. Can flirt..! hahaz... Kiddin.. But ermmm.. I'll put into consideration.. hahaz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110857348432448860?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110857348432448860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110857348432448860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110857348432448860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110857348432448860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-feelin-restless.html' title='I&apos;m feelin restless'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110855929949319071</id><published>2005-02-15T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T22:48:34.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LiF3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Stressed in da morning b4 ma exam but after I chilled wit ma beloved frenz.. I feel so great.. Tml no paper.. Hurray.. Today Electronicz.. Arrgghh.. Very hard manz.. N noe wat Faredz..?? If I given another chance, I rather take this semester first den now.. The module u're takin now is much easier.. Been tru dat.. This semester sux.. I rather give up manz.. Hahaz.. Esp Electronicz.. Eeeww.. Similar like Physic.. I hate Physic.. So complicated n troublesome.. Never been gd in dat sub.. Dunno how m I gonna cope this module + semester.. Tutor me..?? Hahaz.. As if u wan.. Hahaz.. Lazy bum.. Hahaz.. Jokin ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang out wit ma buddies.. Sis Dian, Midzi n Khai.. After exam at 12.30, we headed to Harbourfront.. hehez..And we saw this shop dat sell soft toys.. Hehez.. So cute.. Alahai.. da Garfield.. Oooo So Cute.. Irresistable.. Just like dat sum1.. hahaz.. N both Midzi n Dian so bad.. They say I like Garfield coz of da character.. Lazy.. Humph..!! u gyz watch out.. n watch out n b prepared not to go jln2 but bash up..!! b4 u guyz loya buruk, I rather b lame first.. Hahaz.. Den went to Delifrance coz I was so hungry.. N Dian.. Ma dearest sis disturbed me anak mat salleh.. Coz I always dine in Cafes n reataurantz.. Those expensive stuff one.. hahaz.. Like Swensen's, Delifrance, Coffee Bean, Starbuckz.. And I rarely dine in at those kopitiamz.. no matter how I tried to argue, like I also went to kopitiam, I failed.. Coz wat she n midzi said is kinda true.. hahaz.. Wat to do.. Been growin up wit dat kind of life.. Ma Cousinz also brings me to this kind of place and always treat da expensive stuff.. hahaz.. Not onli on foods, but other stuffz like undies n clothes.. Hahaz.. Haiyo.. I wan to downgrade ar.. So u guyz will stop sayin dat.. Hahaz.. I love u sis..!! Thankz for juz now also.. u noe wat I noe rite..?? Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Airie at 5 pluz goin 6.. Sorry was late again.. At City Hall.. Hahaz.. His galfrenz tot I was a Chinese.. Hahaz.. Do I really look like one..? His galfrenz was kinda shocked wen dey were guessin n Airie said, "dats her..".. Hahaz.. I'm crappinz.. Hehez.. Went to Esplanade after dat.. See da sunset.. So beautiful.. Though not dat clear.. But da sky was beautiful.. Really.. Appreciate nature's stuff.. Da creation.. So beautiful.. Da calm sea.. So pretty n nice.. Must see this wit ur loved ones.. It'll b more meaningful.. u noe who u r.. Gtg.. So sleepy.. Wish u r here.. Thankz for everything juz now.. Miss you.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:: LiF3 oF a s!mpLe y3T c0nFus!n gaL ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110855929949319071?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110855929949319071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110855929949319071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110855929949319071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110855929949319071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/02/lif3.html' title='LiF3'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110840105596545201</id><published>2005-02-14T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T22:52:34.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day everyone..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 February.. A day for couples.. As for me I celebrated wit ma dearest Semut..! Ma dearest sis too.. After school met up wit her.. We had planned earlier to celebrate together instead wit out dearest guy.. Hahaz.. Frenz cum first den any1.. Esp ur bestfrenz.. Met ma Semut at 5 pm at Dhouby Ghaut.. Hahaz.. Bought her an Elmo da day b4.. Hehez.. I knew she'll like it.. Hehez.. N wen she saw dat after I gave her dat thingy, she was like, "Eh gal.. Gosh.. Eh, ma gift fer ya is small leh.. Eh.. U ah.. Whoa..".. Hahaz.. But her reaction was really funny.. Hahaz.. Its da thought dat counts gal.. Hahaz.. And thankz fer dat Passionfruit from Body Shop.. Our loves.. Body Shop.. Hehe.. N Chomel too.. Hahaz.. Bout dat watch, juz keep it.. He's sincere n really hope u'll like it.. Dats is da onli thing he wants.. dats y he'd ask me fer ma help.. Remember again, Its da thought dat counts..! Hehez.. As fer ma dearest sis Dian.. Happy Valentine's Day.. Though ur sweetie culd not celebrate wit u, remember dat though u guyz are apart, u both r close at hearts.. Everyday is a Valentine's Day.. Wat mekes a relationship special is dat wen both of u think of each other n feel da presence of another wen apart..! Love ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airie, thankz lotsa fer dat gift.. Really appreaciate it lots lots.. It was really a surprise to me.. Didn't thought u wuld bought dat.. U're a True Star.. And hope u'll like ma gift though it juz a small thingy.. Hehez.. Gosh.. Thankz lotsa.. I'm lost of werds.. From da moment I saw u carryin dat box.. Hahaz.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to da rest.. Happy Valentine's Day.. Esp to ma beloved ones.. Ma family.. Love is in da air.. Love is Beautiful.. Fall in love and let love brings u to smwer wer u feel special n appreciated.. Luurrrrvvvvvvveeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:: LiF3 oF a s!mpLe y3T c0nFus!n gaL ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110840105596545201?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110840105596545201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110840105596545201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110840105596545201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110840105596545201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s day..'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110822862650771685</id><published>2005-02-12T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T01:17:06.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: Exhausted ::</title><content type='html'>V-Day is comin and i'm gonna spend ma time not wit Airie( sorry baby..!! ) but wit ma lil' semut part 1... hahaz.. Cool rite..?? Hahaz.. Hv to make up time for da lost time... Nvr seen her bout 2 wkz or so... Werk also see her durin da changin shift.. Miss ma semut pt 1... hahaz.. Anyway, der's a surprise fer u also on dat day gal.. Not by me but sum1 else.. Hehez.. This thingy cannot tell u (i'm sorry sis..!! promise dat sum1 liaoz..)... Hehez... n dun scold me or anything..!! But i'm sure u'll like da thingy.. Got lah.. See it fer urself on dat day.. Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today i spend ma whole mornin wit Midzi... Went cycling wit him.. Ate prata at Thasevi at Jalan Kayu... Hahaz.. He treated me coz he hv too..!! Anyway, thankz ya... hahaz... We chated at dat place till bout 11 plus n went off... Den went to sit by da river n tok tok again.. hahaz.. learnt a lot today.. Saw crabs, jellyfish, fishes... Hahaz.. I'm like a little kid.. Rite..?? And ma hp dropped twice.. Luckily it didn't fell to da river if not i'll shout.. And i'll turn into a big monster... Hahaz.. N Midzi will run away..tok bout parents naggin.. esp mummies... Can b really pain in da ass wen mums are really tired n stressed.. They'll nag n tok2 till ur ear can burst out... hahaz.. Pity ma dearie sis Dian ain't wit us... Supposed to b but haiz.. Dunno wat happen.. Communication broke down btw her n Midzi... Haiyo.. u guyz ar.. Dah lah tak nak tdo..Who ask u guys to slp late..?? Lain kali ajak me also.. hahaz.. But i was dead slpin dat time.. u both noe me.. Hahaz.. Miss u sis..!!! If wanna cycle, tell earlier aite..!! I wanna go out meet ma baby also.. hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home bout 1 plus.. Went out bout 8 plus.. Hmmm..  Really one whole morning.. Reached hm, did ma housework that is to mop da house... So tired... Den paid ma bils.. $122.. Rich rich..!! Gonna cut down manz.. If this kind of bill every mth... I'll die.. I'll go bankrupt... Or i'll go find one suga daddy or rich man n flirt... hahaz.. crapz lah Dee.. Hahaz.. Watched "Puteri Gunung Ledang".. Nice love story.. I'm touched.. love so divine.. haiz.. Got nthin to say bout LOVE... Let it find its way.. Hahaz.. Those haven watch dat show, i suggest u go n catch it.. Really nice show.. Trust me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bout 7.30, watched Power Rangers..!!! Hehez.. Ma favourite..!! Hahaz.. So cool.. Really bring back ma childhood.. Recalled da times me n ma cuzzies.. Pretendin to b Power Rangers.. I'm da yellow one.. Supposed to b Trini ( da first version-original one).. Saber-toothed tiger... Woo hoo.. Hahaz.. Cool manz.. Watched it wit ma mum juz now.. Kinda lucky to hv a cool parent though dey r strict.. I'm proud to hv dem..!! Hehez... den watched "Cewekku jutek" wit mum again.. hehez.. Love is so complicated.. Wen u findin n tryin to get tru him, u failed.. n wen its his turn, he failed too.. haahz.. Dunno wat will happen next.. Need to watch next episode... Hmm.. Till here.. Miss ya guys lots.. N sorry to Irfan, Willard, Rajan n Kingsley coz didn't attend ur gig juz now.. Hehe.. So far lah.. Hehez.. Byez...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110822862650771685?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110822862650771685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110822862650771685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110822862650771685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110822862650771685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/02/exhausted.html' title=':: Exhausted ::'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110796620839555431</id><published>2005-02-09T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T01:39:39.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anis's Engagement..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 February 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A day wer i spent ma time helping out ma wit ma beloved cousin's engagement.. And she is only 17.. A yr younger than me.. Hehez..Had a jolly great time.. Met all ma relatives.. ma baby Sayang Ilhan Zafhran.. Hehez.. he's so cute..!! Except ma another fav cuzzin, Yasier.. And ma Abd Mahfudz wit his family.. Hahaz.. She's so pretty today.. But her make up suckz a bit though.. Hahaz.. ma cousin's sister fren make up for her.. Overall, she still look beatiful.. Heehz.. Took lotsa picz wit her.. She was nervous n culdn't sit still.. Hahaz... A day at her house.. hahaz.. Was kinda sad though.. Caught in a misunderstandin wit baby.. n was kinda waitin fer his call.. Got him tru Fred... Thankz lotz for helpin.. n Wandi too.. Hehez.. And esp ma sis Dian... She helped to console me tru sms.. So sweet.. Smsed her truout da day.. Cool to hv a great sis like u n proud to met ya in ma life..!! Muackz.. thankz lotsa ya..!! If ya hv prob, do share.. I'll b der for u.. U noe dat..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Weneva i see ma cousinz wit their guy, I felt left out.. Haiz.. just dat I dun wanna intro mine to da family.. Afraid is one thing.. Another is dat ma parents.. hahaz.. Onli ma nearest babies will understand..  Really wish i culd bring mine to da family.. Anyway, helped out to clean da place out wit ma uncles, aunts, cousinz esp kak Shydah n Yazid-her bf... Dey r gonna get engage this July or August.. not confirm n she's 19.. I'm 18... Hahaz.. I'm in da middle of ma cuzzin's who gonna n alreadi engaged.. haiyo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; Watz cool bout engagement..?? Dun dey want to cool n relax first..?? Flirt..?? Enjoy life..?? It's funny n a shockin news wen i heard dey wanna get engage.. I call dem dumbz.. Haiyo.. Wat's happenin to this world..?? But nevertheless, wish them luck n respect their decision.. It's their life.. Not mine.. All da best ya..!! Hahaz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Engage is part of puttin in commitment.. Haiz.. Will i ever be able to do dat..?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I will... Sure.. Hahaz.. I tried.. But failed.. mayb ain't ready.. But keep on tryin wun harm.. Rite..? Hahaz.. Feelings are not to b toyed wit.. Wen u love dat sum1, tell him/her so, b4 he/she is taken.. You'll regret one day for not expressing ur feelings earlier wen she's/he's taken.. Got wat i mean..?? hahaz.. dat's all babez n dudez.. Love is never jealous... Love is Beautiful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110796620839555431?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110796620839555431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110796620839555431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110796620839555431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110796620839555431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/02/aniss-engagement.html' title='Anis&apos;s Engagement..!!'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110789653544576099</id><published>2005-02-09T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T05:02:15.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::: untitled :::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Its gonna be the umpteen times that i wanna say that i'm not proud n nvr will b proud breaking ppl's heart.. I'm a heartybreaker.. I have to admit that.. I do things without thinkin.. Yeah, its true... But not this time.. I blieved i can start afresh.. That's y... I wanna live u up.. Make ya happy n is tryin ma best.. I do feel da way u feel wen i first told ya.. I didn't lie n it's da truth.. For sure.. U may think i'm a liar or a bitch or wateva.. I dun mind.. All i blieve is maself since u r not takin me in.. I'm a problematic gal wit a fuckin attitude.. Mayb i dun deserve u... But no matter wat, we can start afresh.. I'm sorry.. Though i hate da werd so much... I have to say dat.. I'm sorry again.. Guess i noe who u r.. Call me wen u read this... Life suckz.. Wat u see is not always wat u get... But i'll try n make things ok.. Meet me tml aite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110789653544576099?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110789653544576099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110789653544576099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110789653544576099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110789653544576099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/02/untitled.html' title='::: untitled :::'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110787711400453720</id><published>2005-02-08T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T23:38:34.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Stinkz </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Life stinkz to da core... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"life changes, memories don't.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But life is full of surprises, challenges n problemz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Never ending...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Everyday is a new day wit new problem.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Haiz... Really sux manz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;First.. I saw Jeremy b4 i go werk n after werk.. I miss him dearly.. Frankly.. Though da relationship was a short one but memorable one.. He's da person who has very similar everything to another ex of mine.. Whom i fell in love wit deeply but left me juz like dat right b4 ma eyes fer smthin else.. Partly it was ma fault.. I admit dat.. Ma mistake fer not callin him durin ma break n didn't spend time wit him.. He felt jealous n diff.. Guess started to get bored n angry.. I dunno.. But readin back his blog, which I have been doin all this while keepin trackz of him, I really felt guilty.. Took things for granted.. That was ma mistake.. Next, didn't show him how much he meant to me till da time we broke up.. Haiz.. Had enugh tears fer dat.. Till now, he still lingers in ma mind.. No matter whom i'm wit.. He really gave me an impact....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Anyway, Jeremy made me smile.. Wit a smile on his face, it juz makes me feel better.. Since he step to ma werkin place.. He's a great guy.. Different n a person who i can share anythin about.. Our relationship was a diff one.. Haiz.. I dunno how to put it in werds.. But the times n memories we shared will b kept &amp; locked in ma heart.. Wen I saw him juz now, ma missin him grew.. Though he was rite infront of ma eyes..Haiz.. Wateva... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Will things ever go back to wer it started..?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Coz i've been waitin fer dat to happen but it nvr did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ever since before i started poly.. Gonna b a yr soon.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Life is nvr perfect..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And is bein in relationship or singlehood better..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Any1..?? Help me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm lost n blur... Confused soul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gonna force maself to b positive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Goodbye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[ :: L!fE oF a s!mPLe yeT cOnFus!n gaL :: ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110787711400453720?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110787711400453720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110787711400453720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110787711400453720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110787711400453720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/02/life-stinkz.html' title='Life Stinkz '/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110753784311651790</id><published>2005-02-04T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T00:32:04.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CIP - Rap..??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gonna say dat today is kinda a cool day.. hahaz.. Ever heard of rappin for ur CIP project.?? Well, i did dat juz now.. Wen Dorothy asked me if we if we could rap on da phone i told her yeah, thinkin it was "wrap" n not rap... hahaz... i realize onli wen she said "den u rap after i'll give u da werds.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"werds..??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"huh..??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"oh... rap as in rap n not wrap as in wrap... damnz... ermmmm.. we'll try ya..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"great.. so see ya guyz at 3 ok..??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"yeah.. sure..[soundin not convincin]... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hang up da phone n told ma sis, midzi n khai bout it.. hahaz.. dey laugh n surprised... our CIP doin rap..?? Rap for our CIP..?? hahaz... sure anotz..?? hahaz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But in da end we did it.. Rap for our CIP.. Record it for da primary schools students to listen.. Hahaz.. Had a great time rappin esp wen i had to start first.. So clever of u all ar... Make me do more werk.. I noe shame ok..!!! Haahz... Attentive rap dunno how many times record.. hahaz.. Crap n Lame lahz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyway.. Meet ma baby at city hall.. Waited for him bout an hour n was kinda pissed off but kept ma cool.. Dee cool though she's hot inside......... Cool he came at the spot wen i was bout to leave the place... Hahaz... Sorry baby.. Good thingy u came in time.. Spent time wit ma baby at esplanade... hehez..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hasn't been der for  bout 2 yrs alreadi... miz dat place.. Miz da memories also.. Onli ma sec sch peepz noes wat... Hehez.. Was glad i spent ma time wt u der baby.. Its really nice n beautiful... Its a couples place.. Though we're not a couple officially.. Hahaz... Take ur time.. Miz ya anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Muackz.. Had a great time wit ya.. Muackz..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110753784311651790?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110753784311651790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110753784311651790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110753784311651790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110753784311651790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/02/cip-rap.html' title='CIP - Rap..??'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110735618110226449</id><published>2005-02-02T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T22:56:21.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is me wit Airie.. Hmmm.. Couple..?? Not yet... Valentines mayb.. Hahaz.. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/232/3096/320/diBah%20picTures%20248.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/232/3096/200/diBah%20picTures%20248.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110735618110226449?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110735618110226449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110735618110226449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110735618110226449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110735618110226449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/02/this-is-me-wit-airie.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110684350501143704</id><published>2005-01-28T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T00:31:45.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz.. waitin for ma baby to call... He's not back yet.. He's not ma guy though,... I mean yet.. Mayb sooner or later.. Hahaz.. Anyway i'm havin fun wit ma sis..!! Chattin wit her n one of her crew... She's a breakdancer.. Enemy Ground... Hahaz.. N her crew, Hakim is a fun dude.. wish to meet him.. Find him friendly... Hahaz... He's werkin at Burger King at raffles link.. Hahaz... We join our forces n kena ma sis.. Poor her... 2 against 1... haahz... I dunno wat to type.. Havin real good time now.. Dun even feel sleepy at all......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not goin to sch tml too... I mean today.. Arghhhh... Reminds me of that i hv a test tml.. Shit.. Got a date wit Airie too tml.. Hehe.. Niwaez.. Call me.. N to Hakim, nice chattin wit ya.. Kip in touch.. N to ma dearie sis.. I miss ya n thankz for makin ma day a great one.. Hahaz... See ya in da morn..!! n u will own me a treat soon... Remember da dare...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaz.. Goin off..! Knock off...............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110684350501143704?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110684350501143704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110684350501143704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110684350501143704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110684350501143704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/01/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110684262755496385</id><published>2005-01-27T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T00:17:07.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A very well Thursday..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ma day was totally wrecked by ma ownself..!! Arrgghh... I didn't bring wat i was supposed to bring n was in deep shit.. Early mornin n ma body givin problems alreadi... Wah.. Wat a bad day.. Need to learn to bring that thingy everyday.. In emergency.. Hahaz.. Onli Midzi, ma sis Dian n me noe wat i tokin bout now.. Hahaz.. Midzi even asked me to buy that thingy at the shop n i told him i dun wan but end up findin it.. But der was no sight of dat thingy.. Luckily Marina brought dat thingy to save me.. Hahaz.. thnakz gal... I even end up finish da 1 whole chocolate box to maself.. hahaz.. Sorry sis didn't left u any coz was totally stressed out 'bout that thingy.. afraid wat it culd do to me.. Hahaz.. faham-faham je la.. hahaz... n forgive didn't ask u along to da toilet.. Emergency.. Hahaz... Ma baby called early mornin wen i wan on ma way to sch.. miss him.. haahz.. He told me he was sorry.. I've forgiven u long time baby.. Hahaz.. I'm hard to get angry wit ya.. Though i will b, it will only lasted for awhile onli.. Hahaz.. And its was so sweet of u to msg tru da singtel free msg online.. I smiled n blushed in class juz now.. Lucky me i was sittin behind.. hehez.. I got separated wit ma sis though.. Sat wit Marina today.. Hahaz.. Another sis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ok.. today class was great.. Firstly, sis dian was wit me all da way n makes ma day.. We chilled esp in INTPRG lecture.. hahaz.. Maths was fun too coz da teacher is lame.. N Alvis kor kor so bad.. he shoot da MATHS n INTPRG lecturer.. Hahaz.. So cool bro.. u really got a sharp mouth.. &amp; i wasn't ladylike at all today.. Sat wit ma legs stuck under the table like a guy.. hahaz.. No manners like dat.. &amp;amp; ma sis was kinda irritatin.. I wanted to slp wen she continuosly knocked on da table to disrupt ma beautiful slp.. Hahaz.. Well, today ma sis nvr eat.. Haiz.. She says she's fat wen she is not even at all..!! How can i ever convince u gal..?? U breakdance smmore u noe dat..?? Mahmud will love u for u n no matter wat happen to u.. So dun worry if u put on weight a bit ok.. U're still slim ok..!! Dun b like a skeleton..!! It wuld b an ugly sight.!! Hahaz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well, da four of us went to B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;each Road to buy food b4 headin to ma hm.. Khai treated us today coz he got his pay yesterday.. Hahaz.. Bought smthin for sis to eat.. Hahaz.. Padan muka kena forced by midzi..!! hahaz.. Makan makan juga.. Jaga kesihatan juga.. ok sis..?? I dun wish to see u fall sick... I do care bout u gal..!! Ma sweetest sis..!! Today also ma another freaky day.. Kept pronouncin werd wrgly n differently.. Hahaz... Haiyo.. Anyway... Goin off now... Really make ma sis laugh juz now.. We even met this one minah n kutuk her... Hahaz.. Da foue of us was sittin beside each other but sms each other n laugh out loud.. Guess da minah suspects... Sorry ya to talk behind ya u minah.. U really look suckz anyway... hahaz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110684262755496385?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110684262755496385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110684262755496385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110684262755496385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110684262755496385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/01/very-well-thursday.html' title='A very well Thursday..'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110683585858443529</id><published>2005-01-26T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T22:25:30.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great n Exhausted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Wooo hooo... Wednesday at last..!! Cool n Great..!! No sch today n i woke up late to meet ma buddies..! Called ma dearest baby but culdn't get tru.. Suppose to wake him up but wen can't get tru him.. Tot he switched off his phone n to ma surprise, his line was cut off.. Hahaz.. Pity ma poor baby.. Miss ya manz.. Pay ur bills ok.. Muackz.. Next time lend ur money wisely.. Anyway, ma plan didn't go well.. Supposed to meet ma buddies at 9 n study till 11.. After dat we'll play badminton from 12 till 2.. Hahaz.. Like wat i said, plan didn't go went well.. All were late coz overslept.. Last nite Midzi n Khai went hm from ma house at 11.30 p.m.. While ma sis slept late.. Hahaz.. Poor Khai dat he hv to asked his dad to fetch him hm last nite coz der were no MRT nor bus.. N lucky, Midzi stayed smwer near me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Midzi met me at 9.45 at our usual meetin place.. I was early but hv to go back again went i realised at the station dat i fgt to bring ma racket.. Hahaz.. So again, I'm late.. &amp;amp; co-incidence Midzi n I wore da same colour tees.. Yellow.. We did looked like a couple.. Hahaz.. Ppl all tot so.. Hahaz.. *haiz*.. hahaz.. Had our breakfast at Mac while waitin for ma sis n Khai.. Was lookin forward for her presence.. Miss her.. Just love her around.. N der she came wit her racket stuck inside her new bag..!! Bau Kedai sehz..!! Hahaz.. n it was da very first time i saw her wore slippers.. She nvr leaves hm without socks n shoes wen meetin us.. But this time.. Wow.. Haahz.. She also had her breakfast while waitin for another late-comer, Khai.. Hahaz... Guess all are addicted to ma habit of comin late.. Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After khai reached which was bout 11 plus.. We hang out n chat for while.. Didn't study at all.. Went to book court n played.. from 11.30 till 2.. hahaz.. Real exhausted.. Dian cute.. Hahaz.. I disturbed her by takin pics of her while she was playin.. She hate her pics to b taken.. Hahazz.. Da four us played doubles for da first hour.. Couple-couple.. Me n Midzi while Dian n Khai.. N we won.. Haahz.. But today ma playin suckz.. I couldn't even handle smackz..!!! Freakz manz..!!! Today really ain't maself.. Can't even take a shot nor serve properly.. Was really crazy n haywire today.. Dancin like an idiot while playin.. Hahaz.. N i played well wit ma sis.. hahaz.. had a totally great fun wit her.. we even smtimes missed the shot wen we tot dat each other was bout to take da shot.. hahaz.. Crazy just now.. I did sweat lots wen played wit Midzi alone.. hahaz.. Da smackz, runnin to each sides for da shot, da front tackling[Midzi's fav].. Phewww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sit outside after dat.. Ate cup noodles after Khai went.. He hv to tutor sum1.. Hahaz.. guess wat..?? I did it again.. I spilled the noodles after takin lots picz.. Haiyo... Quickly packed up n went hm.. So paiseh..!! Hahaz.. Walked hm wit Midzi.. Sent off ma dearie Sis.. Wish she was ma real blood sis.. She's more cooler than ma own.. Did sm push ups n sit ups after i reached hm n slept.. was waitin for ma baby boy to call.. Waited n waited till I fell asleep.. And den ma phone rang n its HIM..!!! hehez.. At last.. Miss u badly baby.. Tok till ma parents came back.. He gonna called me back after dat... And till now i waited... Still no sign of him.. Guess he's asleep.. Nitez sweetie... Sweet dreamz..! N ma sis too..!!! I miss u..!! Come to school tml ok..! Maths at 8..! Dun b late..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110683585858443529?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110683585858443529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110683585858443529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110683585858443529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110683585858443529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/01/great-n-exhausted.html' title='Great n Exhausted'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110675548761617726</id><published>2005-01-25T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T21:28:02.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday.. Borin..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Great.. One whole day of bad luck..!! hahaz... As usual, i was late.. Its a habit since young so forgive me for makin u wait ya ma sweet fren Midzi.. Hahaz.. Ma sis Dian too.. Hahaz.. But i was kinda early.. So met Midzi at our usual place n head off to school.. Ma sis juz woke up n inform me dat she's not comin for lecture n dats is wen i tot of cabut again.. hahaz.. So..... Wen reach da Dover station, tried to physco Midzi to cabut n he said "Yes.!".. Hahaz.. Cool manz.. Love ya lots.. Hahaz... Went to hv a light breakfast which was roti prata at fc 3.. Den we went for out tutorial n met up ma sis.. Tot of cabutin again but didn't coz i need to hv ma revenge..!! Hahaz.. it wuld more cool if da whole gang is in da same gems grp.. Esp jeff n Ben.. Da bastard.!! hahaz.. Sis was late.. Good thingy u come even though u're late if not... u noe wat.. N sorry for dat blu-blacked mark pinch.. Didn't do it on purpose.. u noe i love u so much rite sis..?? Muackz.. I'll treat u a lollipop ok..?? Hahaz.. So cute.. Durin tutorial, Midzi, Dhiya n me went to shoot off lotsa ques to da presenters.. REVENGE..!! Haahz.. Sis tried to help in givin more ques.. Cool ya.. U shuld've hv juz spill out to dem manz.. hahaz.. But noe wat guyz..?? I was told to maintain ma ques..! Dat totally pissed me off n i'm startin to hate this lecturer... Da class isn't as kecoh as ma class.. Kinda bored.. Its a great thingy dat i hv ma loved ones wit me in da class.. Sis Dian n Midzi.. hahaz.. Love ya guyz lots lots manz.. Onli we r missin Khai.. Haiz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Guyz, u wanna noe wat happen durin ma lunch break..?? wen ma grp was 'bout to hv a taste of our dish..?? Wen everything seem alright at first..?? Wen we didn't expect somethin to happen..?? Ok ok.. I'm exaggeratin a bit here.. Out wit it Dee.. I spilled ma drink on da table.. Ma goodness.. Was so paiseh.. Dunno wer to put ma face manz.. Lucky thingy was dat der wasn't much ppl... Hahaz.. Ok ok.. Not gonna elaborate this further.. We onli change our place to another table.. Arghh.. Wateva it is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Ate till we drop n was time to b in class but me n khai kept quite n Midzi too.. hahaz... While Dian n Alvis were talkin.. Joined da conversation hopin dey didn't realise da time but in da end... dey found out.. Thanks to u Alvis kor for bein so observant.. Hahaz.. Class was borin.. Dun understand y da ETRCCT tutorial lecturer onli remembers me n sis's name.. Mayb we're cute.. hahaz.. Crapz manz.. Den for our MMDT, Midzi went to make a photoshop thingy for khai.. i'll posted it tml or wed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;hahaz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Ma sis, Midzi n me went to Bugis after sch.. Pity dat khai culdn't make it.. hahaz.. had fun.. Went to shop for ma cutie sis a bag.. She wanna a bagpack... Tired of slings bag.. It hurts manz.. Have to agree wit u sis..!! Haahz.. Bought maself a shirt... B.U.M... Red colour... Haahz... cool... Its been some time since ma sis spent this kind of quality time wit her.. Feel great wit her around.. Onli she can read ma mind well... hahaz... Really appreaciate u manz sis..!! Miss her wen she not around.. And yeah.. Can't wait up for tml.. Gonna play badminton wit her.. She's comin down.. Keep ya updated guyz..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110675548761617726?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110675548761617726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110675548761617726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110675548761617726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110675548761617726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/01/tuesday-borin.html' title='Tuesday.. Borin..'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110658542774754083</id><published>2005-01-24T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T14:46:54.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Supposed to go to school today but in da end...... Haiz... Midzi, Khai n me cabut again... Tot onli for da first lesson but damn....... Hahaz... God knows wat... Wen we were at Dover MRT, Khai suddenly said, "Sssshhhhhh"... Midzi n i gave an "wat-the-hell" look n so we kept quiet n try to figure out wat was happenin n weird in da train.. But after the train went off from Dover Station, Khai went so excited n den its was wen we both realise dat he meant to Cabut..!! Hahaz... Wat a cool guyu... Hahaz... We den decided on wer to go.. He wanted to go hm nor study or anythin benefial but not watchin movie... Hahaz.. HOwever, its here wen i came... Kept irritate them not to alight at any station except Raffles Place so can watch movie..!! Hahaz.. Its was 2 against 1.. Midzi n me badly wanted to watch "Shall we Dance?".. And at last, wen reached the&lt;br /&gt;Dhouby Ghaut station, we went to book 3 tickets for ourselves.. hahaz..  Da next thingy i noe is dat i went to shop n so i waste ma money.. Hahaz.. Haiyo.. Money-grabber n money-spender.. Hahaz.. I'm so kind-hearted.. Haahz.. Self-praise.. earlier on wen we went to had our breakfast at Jurong Point, i treated dem Ice-Blended drinks.. This time dey choose a diff flavour.. Khai asked for a cinnamon instead of Pure Vanilla while Midzi asked for White Choc Dream instead of Pure Chocolate.. While me, Ultimate is da best..!! Haahz.. Midzi also brought pizzas for us.. Kinda delicious but i still prefer Hawaiian da best..! Next time bring dat horz..!!! Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a Fox Jacket at P.S... Havin sale.. Supposed to buy a long sleeve shirt but in da end, u see it for urself.. Ma plan always go da other way  round.. even today nite we supposed tro study but in da end...... Hahaz... I dun wish to say.. Hope tml we will study.. Mayb at ma house if mum allows.. She noes Midzi n Khai.. They r good guys anyway... Hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was great i strongly recommend it for couples.. Dancin is passion.. Dance wit ur heart n soul.. Get da moves rite n sway ur lover wit the sexy moves dat explains ur needs for the love.. Hahaz.. Y m i so into this..?? As usual.. Very romantic gal i m.. Hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Airie at n his frens at Clementi.. Was kinda nervous meetin baby but kept a brave upfront.. Hahaz.. Didn't tok much wit dem n ain't maself wit dem.. Guess da hyper me was away dat time.. Hahaz... He sent me home.. Hehe... Though we met n just known each other it seems like known him for quite some time... Hahaz... Muackz..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides this, i'm a part-time counsellor.. Went to counsel n console ma younger sis's fren who had a big fight wit da dad.. Hahaz... Went tru this n so i noe how it feels.. Do hv da confidence n courage... Most imp thingy is dat never ever deceive urself..!! Hahaz... Have faith.. &amp;amp; prove ur dad dat he is wrg n he'll regret for makin u suffer due to his depression.. He'll one day realise dat u care n love him.. Ain't like ur bro.. Take care..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110658542774754083?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110658542774754083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110658542774754083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110658542774754083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110658542774754083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/01/supposed-to-go-to-school-today-but-in.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110658072764589982</id><published>2005-01-24T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T23:32:07.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/232/3096/640/P1032080.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/232/3096/320/P1032080.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n ma blood sis..!! ooppzzz..... so farnie... hehe.... anyone noes y we laugh...?? hMMM..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110658072764589982?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110658072764589982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110658072764589982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110658072764589982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110658072764589982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/01/me-n-ma-blood-sis.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110657975205823259</id><published>2005-01-23T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T23:17:37.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PartY &amp; WorK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sunday is here again n it ain't a rest day for me... Work work work... Another bad day i shall say... Wanna noe y..?? Der's no enugh staff n i'm thrown to kiosk... Bloody kiosk..!! Hate werkin der... Lotsa crockroaches..!! Crawling n eatin.. Fat n skinny ones.. Dark n light ones.. Gross manz... I was pissed off early in da morn wen came to werk..! Bro Hann n da other midnight shift werkin at outlet found a rat in da outlet..!! Oh ma gawd..! Da thingy is dat they didn't report to da pest busters nor throw it after caught it.. Instead, they kept it in a paper bag..! You guys are totally crazy n out of ya mind... even got da cheek to let me see..!! I'll freak out ya noe bro..!! Eeeewww... Disgustin n Freakin Gross..!! Next, while werkin at kiosk, i was really truly ashamed wen customers saw cockroaches... Hahaz.. I managed to kill most of it except the fat ones... They hv a disgustin appearance.. Hahaz.. Glad ma plan werk after re-adjustin da position of the powder container near da utensils.. N after wiping again n again da continents counter n the both e.b n IB sides... Shiny..!! There were lesser cockroaches dat show up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enugh of cockroaches.. Juz make me lose ma appetite in writin.. Hahaz.. i was so daring to leave the kiosk alone while went to Burger King to buy ma lunch.. Was so hungry.. Wanna call outlet but think again der were no staff n Wati also didn't even show up... Understood her position coz was in her position yesterday.. sux manz..!! Kinda glad dat nthin happen while i was away n da auntie from the bamboo sweet shop look out for me.. hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, meet ma baby boy at airport... Hahaz... Brought him a cheesecake n 1000 leaves... Plus the black forest mocha.. hehe... he wore really formal no wonder ppl look at u baby... hahaz... You still look good.. Just dun slouch n sit straight..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dat went to fai's house n met up izan n khairi under his blk first... went to help dem forge ppl's signature... hahaz.. Kinda cruel wen givin names to our own peepz.. Went to give him a board wit the "hall of fames" of CBTL T2T..!! As usual, me n wati put "Semut Part 1 &amp;amp; 2"..&lt;br /&gt;hahaz... N da other present was an "Ultraman".. Bought it for him coz of his hair... Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda borin at first.. Onli Khai, Fad, Bro Hann, Izan, Farihan, wati n Me..!! But da smashin him up was kinda cool... at the carpark... hahaz.. I started the party.. Put whipped cream on him n kena his face..!! Sorry ya.. Hahaz.. was exhausted wen reach hm n slept..! Sorry ya baby didn't tok much... Was 'drunk' wit dreams... Hahaz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110657975205823259?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110657975205823259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110657975205823259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110657975205823259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110657975205823259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/01/party-work.html' title='PartY &amp; WorK'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110639985769447413</id><published>2005-01-22T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T21:17:37.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/232/3096/640/diBah%20picTures%20174.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/232/3096/320/diBah%20picTures%20174.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is wat i believe in... Drew it on ma wardrobe door... You still have to go tru da bits n pieces of life even wen its broken into pieces... been tru this every single day of ma life... everyday is a challenge.. Hope ya guys hv da patience n will in doin ur dream.. But most importantly is b urself..!!! Love ya all..!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110639985769447413?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110639985769447413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110639985769447413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110639985769447413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110639985769447413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-is-wat-i-believe-in.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110639605481244956</id><published>2005-01-22T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T20:55:42.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life suckz..!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Damnz... I wish i wasn't even born..!! Manz, this feelin i havin now is so suckin.. God, please help me.. Parents can smtimes b a pain in da ass.. I dun really mean dat actually.. Lettin am feelings out now.. Juz got a fight wit ma mum.. Pleadin, misunderstandin, love, pain, jealousy... Haiz.. Gave up manz.. I'm not runnin after money but ur love mum.. Money wun do anythin.. It can't buy love.. Sorry bout juz now... Just can't pretend though i'm very gd pretender but not this time.. I just hv to let it go.. Been keepin it for long.. I need ur love mum.. Ur hug n sympathy wen i'm down.. Ur kiss to show me u care n thank god for havin me in this world.. Tell me i'm ur everything... Juz these small simple things i need n wished from u.. I'm not jealous or "merajuk" coz u bought younger sis somethin n didn't even buy me a single thing... Just dat i dun get dat from u wen i was her age.. U shuld noe how i was treated.. I'm da eldest... I'm aware of dat very well.. Scoldins, beatings, caning, naggings were a norm for me in those days... But now..?? See both da sis.. They get wat i even juz got now... *haiz*... I'm weerkin now n i can managed ma own life... da onli thing i'm left out is trust n love from ma own parents.. I can pretend dat this doesn't happen but in ma mind, this is da very day i learnt most n ma maturity is gained... I always hide ma feelings n not show it off.. Even wen i'm really mad or disappointed wit u n dad.. I'm not blamin u n dad everythin.. I admit part of it is me.. I dun open up ma feelings with u... i'm just so secretive.. Ma motive was not to bother n burden ppl esp u n dad... I rather suffer than makin u both stressed up.. I just want a big happy family with love circling around us.. Guess till here.. I will give back ur money... I realli dun want it.. Hope u understand me... Feel me from da inside.. Not who i m outside.. Coz i can pretend very well.. Onli wen i'm totally break down den i cry.. n dun mistook me of crying coz i hv bad feeling wit u.. Instead I'm thankin god i hv u n wish u hv known me better n cherish me.. You hv been in ma mind every sec mum &amp;amp; dad... I love u both..!! Muackz..!! Miss u so much though u r in da house now.. I feel apart from u... Realli.......... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110639605481244956?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110639605481244956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110639605481244956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110639605481244956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110639605481244956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/01/life-suckz.html' title='Life suckz..!!!'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110632590747304396</id><published>2005-01-22T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T00:45:07.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/232/3096/640/diBah%20picTures%20203.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/232/3096/320/diBah%20picTures%20203.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me..!!! Wit ma new GUCCI spec..!! Hahaz... Cute rite..?? Hahaz.. So bored.. Take photos lahz...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110632590747304396?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110632590747304396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110632590747304396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110632590747304396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110632590747304396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-is-me.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110632166844013061</id><published>2005-01-21T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T23:34:28.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya Haji</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cool... Hari Raya Haji.. A day wen sacrifice are founded.. Sacrifice is really a big werd.. Hmm.. Been der, done dat.. Haiz.. Esp wen ya in love.. He even msg me juz now.. Was surprised.. Hahaz.. Gonna meet him tml mornin at werk.. Didn't met him since he came back fr Malacca.. *sigh*.. Fgt bout dat.. Got a new life now.. Hahaz.. Today spent the whole afternoon at ma granny's place at Clement while dearie went to Bedok n den off to werk from der.. He's werkin now i guess.. Poor him.. N i need to invent a reminder or an alert weneva he hunch..!! Bet ya hunchin now also..!! u noe who u r..!! Sit up staight..!! Hahaz.. Not gd for ur health ya noe dat baby..?? Hahaz..  Miss ya..!! N pls baby walk straight n smartly...! u noe wat i mean.. u look better dat way sweetheart... Trust me.. Muackz..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ma fav cousin, Anis, is gettin engaged.. A yr younger than me.. Congrats gal.. Syah is a great guy though he might not b very gd-lookin n like a 'wak2'.. Still i bet u love him for him.. Every1 likes him n thanked him for bein matured n b himself.. U got urself a great guy.. Saw u changin from worst to bad in character wise.. Improvement.. Hahaz.. u noe wat i mean.. Hahaz.. n y u came late juz now..?? Was so bored ya noe dat...?? this time i came early hopin to c ya but end up da other way round.. glad i culd spend time wit ya.. Yelah, Chinese New Yr u gettin engage mahz.. Hahaz.. Miss ya.. Do go out wit me horz..!! Dun u dare to fgt me..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ok.. Today i received a total of $49 from ma parents, aunts &amp; uncles.. Hahaz.. Luck luck.. Hmmm.. Today kinda in a gd mood.. Dunno y.. Didn't even scold ma both sis.. I even controlled maself wen i started to get angry.. hahaz.. Tryin to get maself back.. The gal with onli positive attitude &amp;amp; thinkin.. Cheerful n always hv a smile on her face every sec... *haiz*.. Hahaz.. CRAPZ.. So irritatin rite..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tml werkin n i so lazy to get up in da morn.. Serve those irritatin customers.. Juz wishin i do e.b.. So lazy to b cashier.. N wishin i dun see cockroaches at werk.. Ders thousands of dem der.. So irriatin n gross... I wun continue in detail. Juz make me sick juz wit da wer 'cockroaches'.. Hate da sight of dem... Eewww... Arrgghh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm pissin off so peace out yaz..!! ;) Muackz..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110632166844013061?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110632166844013061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110632166844013061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110632166844013061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110632166844013061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/01/hari-raya-haji.html' title='Hari Raya Haji'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110631937698698825</id><published>2005-01-20T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T23:04:41.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freakin boring day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today ain't a one hell of a day. Instead its kinda bored. Ma sis dian isn't in school. She's sick.. Poor thingy.. Luckily ders Marina.. Ma another sis.. Hahaz.. Anyway, i was left by Midzi..!! His stupid idiotic phone ain't werkin well &amp; in da end culdn't get tru him.. So iriitatin.. Buy new one lah.. You rich mahz.. Hahaz.. I was late as usual &amp;amp; luck was wit me.. The train came wen the moment i reached da platform.. Blame maself for wakin up late n ma laziness. Slept at 3 a.m last nite.. Was chattin wit Airie but he "dump" me in da end! Humph! So bad of u! Haahz.. Kiddin.. No bad feelings ya.. Muackz! Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch sux today. Whole day lecture. Lecturers lectures us like some parents naggings their kids.. Hey, we've grown up manz..!! The more lecture u gave us the more rebellious we bcum.!! Ever Realize dat, lecturerz..??!! Arrggghh.. Glad ders '&lt;em&gt;Internet Programmin'&lt;/em&gt; practical.. If not i'll died of lectures.. Hahaz.. Guess i'm improvin on ma programmin thoughi hate it to da max.!! However, der's 1 happenin thingy durin maths lecture..!! Hahaz.. da 1B03 very bastard sehz.. They took this pineapple tart meant for 1B23 which was placed on a table outside da class.. They cekop n ate da whole container.. Hahaz.. da thingy is dat dey still can offer our maths lecturer.. haiyo..!! But was caught red-handed in da end.. Kenny who took it n da class rep apologise to da 1B23 lec in da end.. Somethin at least.. Hahaz.. Den durin dat "dark faced" Moon Choon's lec, i was damn freakin bored.. ma class, onli Midzi, Kai, Alvis n me attend.. Da rest cabut.. Damnz.. Shuld hv juz go on wit da plan.. Marina skip class n didn't bother to inform me..She promise to inform but in da end.. CRAP..!! Hahaz.. Sorry ya... Kiddin gal.. u noe me... So bored u noe juz now..!! Zzzz.. Only God noe how m feelingz... :l Dun assume anymore ya..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah.. Wanna noe smthin..?? Khai confessed he drooled while slipin last nitez..!! Hahaz.. Da size of his 'air basi' / 'saliva patch' was like da size of one's hand.. Eeewww... Grow up dude..!! Wat u dramt till like dat.?? Ayu or Huda..?? Hahaz... Tokin 'bout Ayu, i wanna say sorry ya.. Hahaz.. For dat long irritatin harsh sarcastic hurtful lecture i gave ya... Brought ya down &amp;amp; so i'll try ma best not to do it again so i wun hurt ma bez buddy.. BUt bout da "L" thingy i wun stop... Loser? Love? Lame? Hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly... Sorry baby.. hahaz.. Slept so early.. Too tired i guess.. Was supposed to wait for ur call / msg but in da end ma bed was callin me.. Hahaz.. Take care ya..!! Miss ya..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110631937698698825?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110631937698698825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110631937698698825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110631937698698825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110631937698698825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/01/freakin-boring-day.html' title='Freakin boring day...'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110615234580007385</id><published>2005-01-20T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T00:48:33.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only One... Yellowcard !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Only One"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Broken this fragile thing now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I've thrown my words all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I can't, I can't give you a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I feel so broken up (so broken up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I give up (I give up) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just want to tell you so you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I let go, there's just no one that gets me like you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Made my mistakes, let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I can't, I can't hold on for too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ran my whole life in the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I can't, I can't get up when you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And something's breaking up (breaking up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I feel like giving up (like giving up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I won't walk out until you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I let go, there's just no one who gets me like you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here I go so dishonestly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Leave a note for you my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I know you can see right through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So let me go and you will find someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I let go, there's just no one, no one like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/6875701-110615234580007385?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Yellowcard !'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-110615150490450444</id><published>2005-01-19T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T00:35:06.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Late, late, late... Why m i nvr early..??!! Hahaz... Should do sm reflections rite yo...?? hahaz... Though today der's onli 1 lesson, Character Development, I still dun bother to make an extra effort to b early.. Poor Midzi... He always wait for me.. Hahaz.. If ya readin this, plz forgive me a thousands time... Hahaz.. You're ma very good, great, closest fren.. Hahaz... I'll try to b early tml... Hahaz... Guess it will nvr happen.. Bn sayin that everyday to u... Hmmm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I juz so pissed off wit ma class.... Y muz dey assume..?? Me &amp; Midzi..?? Never.. hahaz.. He's juz a fren to moi.. Juz 'coz we're so close like a couple doesn't mean we r a couple... Agree..?? Haiyo.. So narrow-minded...!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;School ends at 11.30 today.. &amp;amp; straight head to Hougang Sports Complex.. Badminton.. Wat else.. Just for Khai.. He wanted badly to play... Hahaz... Exercise too.. But before that we head to MacDonalds.. Eat first yo... N guess wat..?? Dian joined us..!!! She even played badminton.. Hahaz.. Its rare... She makes ma day manz... Ma dearie sis.. Hahaz... Today ma performance suckz manz... Hahaz... Moreover, wen got this few primary school kids wanted challenge us.. So Midzi, Khai n me took turns to challenge dem.. They suckz manz... Hahaz... Play badminton like one &lt;em&gt;kuku&lt;/em&gt; like that.. Hahaz.. Gave them a good smack n hit one of da idiot gals... hahaz... M so cruel, rite..?? Speakin for ma ownself... Bluek..!! Irritatin yo..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So i went hm wit Midzi alone n chose to walk home... From Hougang to Seng Kang.. And da great thingy is dat he send me home... Hahaz.. Ain't lonely manz... Cool wit him around... 'Coz i tend to complain lotsa thingy 'bout me to him.. He's da lendin ear... hahaz.. And told him how much i love ma pap.. N also ma family probs.. Esp 'bout ma sis..!! Humph... Life wuld b better without younger sis..! They're juz a pain in da ass... Hahaz... Hate hate also i still love them... They're ma sis anyway... God's gift..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pheww.. Hehez.. I dunno wat i shuld write.. Hmmm.. Or how to put it in werds.. hmmmm.. Guess i'll start off with gettin to noe this guy wen i was out wit da SP students for Hari Raya last yr.. He caught ma attention but i trry to stop figurin wat i was feelin... Afraid i'll fall in deep shit again... Like da one wit Faredz.. *haiz*.. But i guess ma thought was wrg.. Changed ma mind after gettin along wit him these few days.. A great guy indeed... Know how to make me smile n blush... I'm maself wit him.. Da onli thing is dat i've yet to meet him... NOw on da phone wit him.. hehe.. He juz make me dumbfounded n blush.. Oh god..!! Bn sometime since i'm like this.. M i in love..?? Hahaz... God.. Help ya..!! I'm totally not in function after seeing his blog.. So i guess i'll update nex time... Not even talkin now... Jus bein dumb on da phone wit him.. Oh please... You're romantic.. _ _ _ _ ya..! Thanks for givin me a new life.. Hehez.. Ooopz.. B4 leavin, da guy i tokin 'bout is Airie... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Peace out yeoz !! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-110615150490450444?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/110615150490450444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=110615150490450444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110615150490450444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/110615150490450444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2005/01/late-late-late.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-108964705879053981</id><published>2004-07-12T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T23:44:18.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>second week..!!!</title><content type='html'>whoa...!!! hahaaz...i hate school manz... esp maths... used to love that sub so much but now...!!! no no no...!!!  troubling ma mind manz... hahaz... but i tink dat i can managed since dat i'm quite good wit numbers n eng.... hahaz... now chattin wit raymond... hahaz.... didn't used to talk to him that mush in school last time but now, its like we got lotsa of topics to talk bout.... hahaz... from frens to school to study to religion n bla bla bla.... hahaz.... now talkin n arguing n explainin to him of y muz d other race hv to convert into muslim b4 they can marry a muslims gal or guy n y this n dat lah.... hahaz... havin fun now... hahaz.... he's so cute, good lookin, friendly, joker n irritatin too.... hahaz.... but a very nice man... hahaz... ok ok.... back to school.... hmm.... guess nothin lah.... juz dat i skip ma maths tutorial n went hm bout 3 plus... hahaz.. n hang out wit ma best buddies in sch as usual.... jeff, joseph, ben, dian, alvis, midzi n khai.... plus never ending disturb ben.... hahaz... poor big ben... hahaz... bullied by a cutie.... dats me...!!! hahaz... today is a great day... gotta chat with another cutie which is raymond n hang out wit ma buddies... dey r juz great manz.... hahaz... i tink i wuld b a dead borin person if i was not in da class... hahaz...ok lah... loggin off... missin everyone now... hahaz... take care peepz.... hahaz... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108964705879053981?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108964705879053981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108964705879053981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108964705879053981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108964705879053981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2004/07/second-week.html' title='second week..!!!'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-108913149571878933</id><published>2004-07-06T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T00:31:35.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first two days of school...!!!!</title><content type='html'>phew...!! hahaz... ma first day of school was kinda great... met jeff n dian at the mrt n left khai coz he was late n we were afraid of comin late to our very first class so therefore left khai alone... hahaz... so we were lost on our first day n as usual like wat any other 1st yr students would do to find out da blk is by follow the signboards... frankly, we did look kinda of dumb... hahaz... n moreover, we took a longer route to the blk... hahaz... n wen we enter the class, we were like tryin to adapt ourselves... hahaz... after settling down, me n jeff started to comment bout our class... hahaz.... he's one great guy manz... hahaz... n so wen our tutor asked for a grp werk, me n jeff decided to werk wit ben n midzi... try to get to noe others better since we noe most of dem alreadi... hahaz...after da first lesson, ma class went out together in a big grp to go find the second lesson... was like idiot but while on our way der, we managed to get to noe each other better... n so i make a new great fren which is joseph... he reminds me of ma ex-classmate named charles... a funny guyz... n we had a break together as a class too... hahaz.. so fun... but eventually we all splited up after we had our lunch.. joseph, jeff, alvis,ben, dian n me went to clementi central to play pool... hahaz... we went der coz we still like got 2 more hrs of break... our lecturer let us off early... dats y... n so i was guessin dat i'm gonna stick wit these bunch of ppl for ma three yrs coz dey r fun n ma kind of ppl... not like the rest who are very enthu n too chinese n arrogant n proud... hahaz... but still not bad... think ma class is kinda great... coz got ppl who is selenge n can make me laugh n guyz to hang out wit who has same mind as me... hahaz... &lt;br /&gt;today, second day not bad too... but i felt guilty of makin them wait for me bout half an hour coz i was late...!! hahaz... supposed to meet at 9.45 but i came at 10.20... hahaz... ok,,, to be exact it was 40 mins late..! hahaz... glad they so good n nice... i was forgiven... hehe... we went inside the lecture wit a selenge face manz... hahaz... n got this lecturer who we call like a ghost coz she has a long black hair n didn't even bother to tie her hair up... hahaz.... like wat manz... hahaz... n like usual... lunch n slack n both jeff n joseph keep commentin bout the sp girls sayin dat ders no pretty gals around... only a few... hahaz... have to agree wit dem... but the sp guys not bad lah... hahaz... ok lah... gtg... schoolin tml... gotta meet them early at 7.45... hope i not late again... take care..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108913149571878933?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108913149571878933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108913149571878933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108913149571878933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108913149571878933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2004/07/first-two-days-of-school.html' title='first two days of school...!!!!'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-108886496304779244</id><published>2004-07-03T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T22:29:23.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzzzz...</title><content type='html'>haiz... feelin kinda sad... hahaz... empty too... life is always full of ups n down no matter how hard u tried to escape from problems or challenges in life... feel sad coz i juz read which i dun expect to read which hurts... haiz... only i noe wat  i'm tokin... n feel empty coz ain't feelin any love rite now... jeremy is at melacca n comin back on mon... guess i'll meet him only on sat n sun... really miss him a lot... but kinda glad wen received a msg from him last thurs... tink i'm in love wit him... i can never fgt how he smile n try to irritate me... i love his sweet smile... juz makes ma heart sinks... now waitin for his return... however, i actually kinda confuse of wat i wanna do... in love i mean... i really need dat somebody... haiz... hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today i work alone at kiosk and i feel great bout it... kinda bored but its nthin to me... coz i really need time alone... hehe... clean da kiosk n was rushin wen der was kinda a slam... hahaz... kanchong manz... hahaz... i went hm late coz helped C.P since der was a slam n she couldn't cope... derfore, i helped her out... wat r sistaz for...!! hahaz... gonna spend ma time wit her too in SP... great..!! hehez... she really make a good fren... now i guess rahim is helpin her out n do his work till tml morn since he werkin midnight... purposely ask him to come early today to accompany C.P... life muz b full of frenz n funz... hahaz... n i got a great time writtin the CBTL T2K diary... hahaz... so cute..!! got ppl complainin n stuffz... hahaz... esp da barista... hahaz.. k lah... wanna log off... tired... gonna shop tml at j.b... hahaz... mayb buyin some cigars for ma frenz... hahaz... see how first... hahaz... byez... peace out guyz..!!! love ya manz...!! love is in da air...!!! hahaz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108886496304779244?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108886496304779244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108886496304779244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108886496304779244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108886496304779244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2004/07/zzzzz.html' title='zzzzz...'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-108826015712687484</id><published>2004-06-26T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T22:29:17.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooopzzz....</title><content type='html'>oooppzzzz.... sorry to update u guyz bout ma hair... hahaz... those who noe me well would hv guessed correctly.... itz hard for me to keep long hair.... n so i've cut it last last week liaoz.... n wen i came back to c everyone in ma werkplace, ma guyz frenz all gave da same reaction..!!! hahaz.... dey say i look better in long hair... hahaz... all gave negative commentz... hahaz.... some even scolded me... but in a cute wayz... hahaz.... so caring... hahaz...anyway, i kinda happy n went crazy today juz coz i et to werk... miz ma werkin place.... haha... coz didn't went der for bout 5 days... hahaz.... n esp today coz gotta werk wit kak elly, my fav manager.... n i got to see ma SAYANG!!!!! JEREMY...!!! hahaz.... miz him manz.... he juz send me this very cute msg... hahaz... tml gtg to werk.... hmmm.... but lookin forward to it coz gonna werk wit great ppl like my buddy, liz and my another sayang, rahim...!!! hahaz... pluz KAK ELLY too...!!!!! hahaz... den goona meet jeremy again in da afternoon.... hurrayz...!!! three cheers... hahaz... if got time, i wish to drop by at my hang out place at hougang.... miz ma frenz so much... esp their jokes n laughter... see first lah.... gtg... so tired..!!! take care..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108826015712687484?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108826015712687484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108826015712687484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108826015712687484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108826015712687484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2004/06/ooopzzz.html' title='ooopzzz....'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-108800770928633652</id><published>2004-06-23T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T00:21:49.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW POST...!!!!</title><content type='html'>I'M BACK GUYZ....!!!! hahaz.... was just so lazy for the past weeks... coz i really had a great great great time at werk n frens n family... hahaz... didn't even hv da time to blog... hahaz... ppl who noe me well must've guessed dat i was actually lazy n tired to do this thing...!!! hahaz... hmmmm... where should i start now... hmmmmmzzzzzzzzzzzzz...... haha... crazy...&lt;br /&gt;ok ok..i'll tok bout ma werkplace first ya... i was surprised wen this malaysian chinese customer asked bout ma name.. i tot he wanted to complain but luckily, he wanted to noe if i was a malay or a chinese n also whether i'm a singaporean or not...???!! hahaz...i wrote ma name as 'dee' on ma name tag n he told me its a nice name n rarely heard a malay havin dat name.. den i told him dat dat was ma nick n ma real name is '...........' hahaz... he even said later dat he tot i was a bali gal... hahaz... n of coz my irritatin sayang jeremy kacau me..!!! hahaz... not tokin bout werk... so tired of it... hahaz... tokin bout jeremy, i went out wit him today....!!!! hurray..!! hahaz... he's so cute n makes me smile everytime... watched 'the punisher' and the story was so great... its like a comedy plus action-pack plus love.... wow..!!! jeremy n me laughed wen it was the comedy part... n we laughed like the place was ours... hahaz.... saw fahmi while i was at tamp mrt station... bet he tot jeremy was ma guy... hahaz... even jason, my junior tot so... hahaz... but actually hes not... i still am single... like the way it is now.. hahaz... &lt;br /&gt;besides this, i went to east coast last sat n sun... spend time wit rahim b4 i meet my family n relatives at e.c... he went back to kampong to visit his grandma n he misses me so mush dats y wanna spend time... so after werk met him n go jln2 first... hahaz... i bought famous amos cookies for ma cousins... n treated them ice blended at nite... haha... aren't i'm rich...???!!! hahaz...torn there... i disturb ppl who walked past us n was asked to stop coz my lovely uncle afraid i might find fault... hahaz... n i was glad that there was siddique, the BK guy at Rivervale mall, who accompanied me tru da nite by smsin me... hehe... got lotsa of sayangs... hahaz... n at 4 am on sun i woke up n decided to bring my little cousin, Ilhan, for a walk n treat him at 7-eleven... hahaz... includin my another cousin who is 1 yr younger than me... hahaz... n wen i reached hm on sun at bout 2, i swent to sleep till 6 n continue sleepin bout 10 till the next mornin... my leg felt so painful coz my cousin step on my leg while we were playin street soccer barefooted..!!! hahaz... ma unle, ma cousin n me played... hahaz... ok lorz... i'm crappin... dunno wat i tokin... nitez... two days off n tml i werkin... haiz... tata.... hope i wun finish my pay money asap... muz learn to save... hahaz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108800770928633652?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108800770928633652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108800770928633652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108800770928633652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108800770928633652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2004/06/new-post.html' title='NEW POST...!!!!'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-108566608927649555</id><published>2004-05-27T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T21:54:49.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>off day..!! hurrayz..!! hahaz... went out juz now... didn't plan to but decided to go out since rahim date me out... hahax... but i went to da polyclinic first... was sick... all these is bcoz of JASON...!!! he pass da disease first... n now i'm sick... haiz... n trust me, everyone in CBTL T2T will get sick too... kak elly, sophian, farhannah got it alreadi... hahax...&lt;br /&gt;now tokin crap...dunno wat to write actually.. hmmmm... all i could say is dat i can't wait to werk tml coz i miss my members... hahax... n esp bob... he is da funniest person on earth..!!! nvr fails to make me smile wit his melatahs... hahax.. i'm not tryin to b mean lahz by makin him melatahz till he tired but i really find it very funny n couldn't control n stop myself after i've started to disturb him... even wen he is talkin to da customer... hahax... guess dats y i am called 'irritatin'... hahax... n i admit i am..!!! hahax... chiao.... muackzzz!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108566608927649555?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108566608927649555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108566608927649555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108566608927649555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108566608927649555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2004/05/off-day.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-10855810821010629</id><published>2004-05-26T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T22:18:02.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back!!! hahax... kinda lazy manz... good thin tml off day.. hahax... hmmm... wer should i go... who should i go out wit..?? arghhh.... i dunno... mayb hv fun wit ma members at hougang.. or go out wit ma bro... hmmmm.. suggest lehz..??!! now so tired... gonna b on da phone for the whole nite.. hehe.. so bored... n hurray.. the T2K CBTL is openin soon.. great manz... so i hope early mornin no more slam alreadi coz its openin tml... official openin... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;i'm much livelier now... after all i've went tru.. haha.. life is really full of challenges.. learnin how to grow up... life is really confusin.. nvm... i'm strong manz...!!! rite ladies..??? hahax... &lt;br /&gt;ok... wat should i say now..??? kinda of thinkin of wat to write.. see.. i'm tokin crap.. beat round da bush.. watsoever... hahax... crzy now.. HELP ME..!!! so happy to see ma sistaz gave testimonials at friendster n tagged me.. miss dem so much..!! dey really coolz gals n chio... hahax... funky n crazy...!! ma type of attitude..!! n we're strong even der is no guy by our side coz we hv our frens n sistaz esp in our heartz at all times..!!! rite ugly moron 2, trip n eling..??? hahax...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-10855810821010629?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/10855810821010629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=10855810821010629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/10855810821010629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/10855810821010629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2004/05/im-back-hahax.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-108532242283261277</id><published>2004-05-23T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T22:27:02.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great day..</title><content type='html'>hahax... today has a sweet endin.. but sorry didn't update da blog for past few days... was bz n tired.. hehe.. aniwae todae i was transferred to expo CBTL and help out der... Celine is a nice person... not like wat i tot she is wen most of da barista say she is strict... hahax... &lt;br /&gt;Rahim offered to fetch me home today n i told him alrite... he fetched me at expo n was like feeling diff at dat time... da way he look at me, i knew der is smthin he wanna tell me...  n he did... he frankly tell me his feelings bout me... we den went to sit at a void deck nearby and chat.. had a great time.. felt diff.. dunno y.. hope he wun change ma heart.. haiz... lastly, b4 i went home n leave him, he surprised me wit a bunch of flowers... so sweet of him... haha... kinda shy... hahax... i may look tough outside but still i'm a gal n hv da gal's way of feelin love.. hahax... dun wanna tok bout it... still heartbroken.. hahax... enjoy life to da fullest is my mission now..!! n gtg... bz tokin to my guy frens... dey so cool..!! n funny... make me feel at ease n b myself wen wit dem... no need to fake bout ma personality... take care..!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108532242283261277?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108532242283261277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108532242283261277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108532242283261277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108532242283261277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2004/05/great-day.html' title='great day..'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-108494996144559738</id><published>2004-05-19T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T14:59:21.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woo hoo..!!! great time at zouk though for while..</title><content type='html'>wow..!! hahaz... was so tired yesterday.. from plannin to go to SP for a briefin, cancelled it n met ma bro n went out wit him... met him bout 1 plus n went to Plaza Singapura to do ma ATM card n book tickets.. However, we found out dat da place was crowded so plan to go to Great World City to see movie... after book  da tickets at PS, head straight to Zouk, ma bro's werkplace.. hahax... had fun der... the rappers who went for da B.E.P audition were great... Esp 'bonifight'... dey were cool n had great voice n moves.. i really moved to da beat.. watched my bezfren's bro perform... Randy is his name... cool manz.. but too bad for romano... he can't enter the audition as well as zouk... coz its for 18 n above... but m special... hahax... nehz... only for yesterday.. n mayb some other day wit ma bro's help... den after dat, watched movie wit ma bro... Van Helsin is great... hahax... haiz..&lt;br /&gt;now so bored... my day off n i dunno wat to do... arghhh... mayb spend time wit ma granny... she is leavin for umrah tml... gonna meet her at T1 after ma werk.. gonna give her n aunt some tuna puff or NY sausage puff wit coffee or cappucino... so dey can eat n drink in da plane... as if in da plane no food ah.. hahax... nvm... let her taste da CBTL's way of makin coffee n puffs n cakes... woo hoo..!! hahax... bet u its tasty...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108494996144559738?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108494996144559738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108494996144559738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108494996144559738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108494996144559738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2004/05/woo-hoo-great-time-at-zouk-though-for.html' title='woo hoo..!!! great time at zouk though for while..'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-108480990499012877</id><published>2004-05-17T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T00:05:04.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch!!</title><content type='html'>ouch!! manz.. m so tired... werk yesterday mornin n all da way was at the e.b station... didn't noe dat wen doin e.b u can get ur legs n one whole body cramp... hahax... but one thin wen doin e.b is dat u wun realise how time really past... fast manz.. its so diff wen u do service or gourmet station... but m so lucky coz da cute dude in ma werkplace helped me out... jeremy offered his help... n even today too... hahax... but he keep disturbin me... as usual... guyz... hahax... very irritatin manz... hahax... n i got burnt too.. ma hands... so sad... :(&lt;br /&gt;today... hmmm... kinda a bad day... for most mornin shift staff today... BCOZ the horse came..!!!! m tokin bout ESTHER..!! sux big time manz... all she do is demand ppl to do stuffs while she juz relax n thinks she's da manager... f*** her ah... haiz... all complained n we juz listened wat each of us hv to say... hahax... even our manager, kak elly also shared her views... hahax.. anyway, got to go to orientation class after werk at henderson ind build... the CBTL HQ is der... make new frens.. n m one of da bubbliest gal... as usual... while other bubbliest is a 23 yr old mum who dun look her age n status.. hahax... ders a guy who very funny n a guy who big size n wen he sat down, i mean wen he bout to sit down can see his boxers.. hahax... ermmm if not wrg is was like leapord printed boxers... hahx... da guys bhind laughed secretly.. hahax... reached hm bout 11 plus n glad ma dad fetched me... m so so so tired... tml still need to go to IBC class at EXPO foyer 2... haiz... bout 12-3... n den to SP for dunno wat maths thin... haiz... freak manz.... gtg... wanna slp... take care... byez...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108480990499012877?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108480990499012877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108480990499012877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108480990499012877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108480990499012877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2004/05/ouch_17.html' title='ouch!!'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-108464546936159138</id><published>2004-05-16T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T02:24:29.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>m sleepy now... juz log in to check ma mail... m havin a slight fever actually... haiz.. dunno wat hapeen to me actually... almost everythin went havoc at the oulet... keep droppin stuff n even cut myself.. hahax... lucky it a small cut... today werk confirm ain't gonna b as fun wen der is bob... haha... the 'melatah boy'... M.B for short.. he really could make ppl laugh like hell... i was juz now coz even our manager poke him n he melatahs wat he say... guess wat alvin, our manager who took the mornin shift today, says... he said, 'babi tak tau mati' means pig dunno how to die'... haha... dunno wer he learn dat from... guess muz b fr kak norsiah n kak elly who is our another managers...haha... had fun but tired too coz had to werk O.T since the afternoon shift came late for werk... tootz... hmmm... but its ok... heard dat danial is werkin tml... he's the cutest guy in our outlet... trust me gals dat u could scream wen u c him.. haha.. n fgt one thin... found out dat dey juz bought new staff cups for individual n kak norsiah type all da names n stick it to da cup... all were nicknames xcept for some... some were 'the shrek', 'kepala pisang', 'pig dunno how to die', 'semut', 'kecik'.. guess mine is wat.. 'irritatin'...!!!!! hahax... freak manz... she uses ma fav word... haha..&lt;br /&gt;nex, i met all my hougang frens who i usually hang out wit juz now... went to meet dem.. actually supposed to meet romano only to give da lyrics but decided to drop by at upper court n meet da rest since dey havin a football match... nice to met dem... n the first thin dey ask from me b4 i left was 'u got any CBTL cards to redeem free drinks..???'... hahax... n i gave dem wat i hv... pity dem.... hahax...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108464546936159138?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108464546936159138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108464546936159138' title='0 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relationship.. i guess i'll b single now... not interested in havin a guy rite now... juz dat da heart is in a very heartbroken condition... but try my best to live up.... i dunno n dun understand y i could console ppl who had problems in love n help dem to find a solution but wen it comes to me, i'll b lost... like in a jungle without a compass n a map... haiz... juz dun play bout wit da matter of da hearts coz its very fragile..... take care guys..!!! off to werk... hope ppl wun ask y m moody today... esp my colleagues... dey r so caring... n understandin... byez...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108457528720628537?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108457528720628537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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sp for enrolment n i went der wit ma long lost primary sch fren.... haha... was fun wit her n we tok lot... were crazy at point of times... haha... miss dat.. we laugh n like ppl were attracted to us... haha... mayb too pretty.. hahax... kiddin... we were like blur queens u noe n aliens wen reached sp... dunno wer to go... follow ppl... hahax...da best thin is dat we keep things to ourself n didn't talk much wit ppl... low-profile... hahax... hmmmm... i dunno wat to say nimore... wanna slp coz tml werkin...!!! haiz... hahax...n one more thin.... i didn't brin my cert wen went to sp... so pai seh manz... hahax... gtg... c ya later..!! ta ta..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108454456192896208?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108454456192896208/comments/default' title='Post 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a long time i didn't ride a bike... n guess wat..?! today a mat motor fetch me hm..!! haha... he is actually a colleague in ma werkplace.. haha... aged 20, a drop-out poly graduate.. hmm... kinda had fun wit him... tok lots of things n i just got to noe dat he is dawn prima's ex-bf... da gal who played da role amelia in 'anak metropolitan 2'... haha...but i had lots fun today... was crazy wit my galfrens at da outlet... take pics wit cute posin n stuff... haha... kinda cool... hahax.. juz love my digi-cam... the da best pic was wit my best galfren, liz... haha... so cute.. hehe... today her sad day n m glad i make her happy n alive... help her out in her probs... she was drown today coz she broke up wit her guy... hmmmm... reminds me of smthin... hahax... but in da end she is fine n ok coz i pester off dat casper, a fren of hers who was kinda disturbin her peace n space she really need at this moment... &lt;br /&gt;*dun b sad gal coz dat guy u broke up wit isn't worth ur love n he's da biggest jerk ever...!! coz he doesn't noe how to appreaciate a woman's feelings for him... he'll regret it one day.. wat is important is dat me n da crew is always bhind u to give lots of support... esp me..!!! take care..!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108445832157218061?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108445832157218061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108445832157218061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108445832157218061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108445832157218061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2004/05/had-fun.html' title='had fun..!!'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-108437477833878454</id><published>2004-05-12T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T23:12:58.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kaboom...!!</title><content type='html'>kaboom...!! haha.. feelin better today... got a day off and was all the way at hm till bouy 4 plus den i went out to meet my ex-guy n hang out wit him... haha.. its been so long i never stay tis long at hm... always hang out outside... kinda miss the family closeness i usually have... hmmm... n to make my day better i listen to simple plan's cd n blink 182's cd... haha... feel much better than ever... but wish to listen to good charlotte's which is wit my colleague, fairus...!! haha... but its ok coz i'll hv it by tml mornin since i get to c him tml... he werkin midnight shift today n m goin to werk mornin tml... haha... haiz... dunno wat to tok bout wat now... niwaez take care guys... wanna log off n watch vcds i juz bought tonite... gonna slp late... mayb bout 3..?? haha... better plan now... should i watch '50 first date' first or 'dawn of the dead' or 'the prince n me' or 'scooby doo 2' or 'hellboy' or starsky and hutch'...? hmmmmmzz...... haha.... can't make up my mind... haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108437477833878454?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108437477833878454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108437477833878454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108437477833878454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108437477833878454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2004/05/kaboom.html' title='kaboom...!!'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-108429443892069035</id><published>2004-05-12T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T00:53:58.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn..</title><content type='html'>damn... i can't get over dat sumone i need to get over wit rite now... n i can't sleep... n i havin a fever now... all at one go... is this a test or wat..???? i can't cope if this goes on... i'm very good at pretendin dats y my closefrens say i can b an actress... but i hate pretendin.. haiz... nvm... let fate bring me to wer i'm fated... i noe i'm strong so i have to hold on n b strong...!!! haha... should i call up my bestfren at this hour...?? haha... nvm.. tml... n i wanna rock tml... wish i could get over a.s.a.p... haha... so i wun b pre-occupied... phew... feel better now... haha..&lt;br /&gt;gtg..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108429443892069035?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108429443892069035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108429443892069035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108429443892069035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108429443892069035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2004/05/damn.html' title='damn..'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-108429201066118560</id><published>2004-05-12T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T00:13:30.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you leave me here alone now&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hear you say&lt;br /&gt;That you know me&lt;br /&gt;That I should be&lt;br /&gt;Always doin what you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm tryin to get through today&lt;br /&gt;And there's one thing I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna think about you&lt;br /&gt;Think about me&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna figure this out&lt;br /&gt;I Don't wanna think about you&lt;br /&gt;Or think about nothin&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna talk this one out&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you bring me down&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I know&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna think about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna think about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I wake up here tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Things will never be the same&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I won't wait&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you won't change&lt;br /&gt;And you'll always be this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm gonna get through today&lt;br /&gt;And there's one thing I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna think about you&lt;br /&gt;Think about me&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna figure this out&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna think about you&lt;br /&gt;Or think about nothin&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna talk this one out&lt;br /&gt;This time I won't let you bring me down&lt;br /&gt;Won't let you shut me out&lt;br /&gt;This time I know&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna think about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run away&lt;br /&gt;Run away&lt;br /&gt;Running as fast as I can&lt;br /&gt;Run away&lt;br /&gt;Run away&lt;br /&gt;I'll never come back again&lt;br /&gt;Run away&lt;br /&gt;Run away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna think about you&lt;br /&gt;Think about me&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna figure this out&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna think about you&lt;br /&gt;Think about me&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna talk this one out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna think about you&lt;br /&gt;Think about me&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna figure this out (figure this out)&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna think about you&lt;br /&gt;Or think about nothin&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna talk this one out&lt;br /&gt;This time I won't let you bring me down (bring me down)&lt;br /&gt;Won't let you shut me out (shut me out)&lt;br /&gt;This time I know&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna think about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run away&lt;br /&gt;Run away&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna think about you&lt;br /&gt;Run away&lt;br /&gt;Run away&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna think about you&lt;br /&gt;Run away&lt;br /&gt;Run away&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna think about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108429201066118560?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108429201066118560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108429201066118560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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nice to b wit him... haha... hmmmm.. n my dear, if u read this pls dun say u r a jerk... ok.... i'm ok n understand wat u r goin tru.. dun worry bout me... n if i hear again u say u r a jerk, den i'll make u transparent in ma life...!!! dats a promise....!!! haha... take care... miss ya..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108428667793370286?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108428667793370286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108428667793370286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108428667793370286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108428667793370286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2004/05/hmmmmm.html' title='hmmmmm....'/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-108428157843282741</id><published>2004-05-11T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T22:46:33.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ma werkplace..!! so fun wit the crazy guys...</title><content type='html'>welloz...!!! haha.. i had a really great time yesterday n today at ma workplace... sorry didn't write anithin yesterday... too tired.. haha.. lots of fun n laughs till got scolded thousands of times by our manager, Jason... he's cool but we went overboard dats y he scolded.. it all started fr this guy who 'melatah'(non-malays refer to ur malay fren if ya dunno wat is it)...&lt;br /&gt;haha... this guy's name is bob... haha.. he'll say n do wateva we say n ask him to do.. he did this unintentionally without even knowin wat he is doin.. we juz poke him on his side stomach n he'll follow wat we say... haha... the part wer i like most wen he melatah was wen der was no customer at our outlet n fr behind, liza, me n fairus took turns to make him melatah... we ask him to dance n sing rock, hip-hop, techno, jump, scold vulgar, run, sit, stand and wat we could think of... it was fun n the crew was laughin consistenly till Jason gave us a warnin... haha... suddenly some customers look at us n laught n this ang moh asked bob wat he was doin n he felt ashamed... haha...ermmm u get wat i'm tokin...? haha... its ok... if u wanna noe juz try to werk at cbtl at airport T2 transit... haha... &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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875701.post-108411795415133113</id><published>2004-05-09T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T23:57:04.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back... juz b4 i log off i wanna write smthin.. arghhh... how m i supposed to write wen i dun even noe how to express it in words...?? haiz... fgt it... all i could say is dat its been a long time since i had tis feelin of guiltness... i dunno... guess gonna spend the whole nite alone... or try to force myself to slp... or eat panadols to make me sleep since i can get drowsiness by juz eatin panadols... take care... nitez... haiz.... :(&lt;br /&gt;bad day... and all to mothers out der,  a HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY...!!! gave a card to mum in da mornin which consists beatiful words... n went out wit her n aunts n uncles to johor juz now... bought lots of chewin gums n vcds... haha....&lt;br /&gt;loggin off............................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108411795415133113?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108411795415133113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108411795415133113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108411795415133113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108411795415133113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2004/05/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-108411565704346157</id><published>2004-05-09T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T23:18:47.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz... now i can't even sleep after thinkin bout it... wat should i do....? i called him but he didn't ans... i msg him but he didn't reply wen i noe he is der still awake.... bet he's mad at me n is in a state of jealousy... i wuld b too if i were in his shoes... if any gal out der who is close to faredz, dun mind have a chat wit me... juz sms ma no... i do wanna get close wit faredz... wanna noe bout him deeper n closer... he's a great guy... miss him... sorry honey if i let u down.....&lt;div 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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-6875701.post-108411485757631148</id><published>2004-05-09T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T23:05:28.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi guys... hey...  now i'm sad instead of tired... juz read my sweetheart's blog... hmmm... tink i figured out wat he is jealous bout... now i noe y he's been a bit diff lately... i miss him a lot... wish could spend more time wit him... see, he didn't even msg... so sad... :( &lt;br /&gt;i dunno wat else to write... mood gone... i dunno y... suddenly it's lost... after readin my sweetheart's blog... I'M SO SAD..!!!! can someone console me....?????!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108411485757631148?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108411485757631148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108411485757631148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108411485757631148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108411485757631148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2004/05/hi-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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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-6875701.post-108385854319073920</id><published>2004-05-06T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T23:53:29.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ouch...!!! haha... shoppin today wit my fav aunt... haha... earlier on i went to meet my honey n den went to meet my aunt at jurong east too... had a great time wit him.. hehe... u noe wat its like to hv a long distant relationship...?(even though i noe singapore is small country... haha... but still its big for a person like me... haha)... miss him so much.. den bout 3 i met my aunt n head up to far east... we shop for perfumes n skirts n wateva we can find... n m so glad to meet my guy frens at far east... been so long didn't chat wit dem... esp my ex, adib... he look cool n cute.. haha.... kinda miss hangin out wit him... haha... so continue shoppin till bout 7 plus n go hm... so exhausted... now chattin wit ma baby... pity him... he is sick... do get well baby..!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108385854319073920?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108385854319073920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108385854319073920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108385854319073920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108385854319073920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/2004/05/ouch.html' title=''/><author><name>deebzy</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-6875701.post-108377455758083325</id><published>2004-05-06T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T00:33:42.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello there, the angel from my nightmare&lt;br /&gt;the shadow in the background of the morgue&lt;br /&gt;the unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley&lt;br /&gt;we can live like Jack and Sally if we want&lt;br /&gt;where you can always find me&lt;br /&gt;we'll have Halloween on Christmas&lt;br /&gt;and in the night we'll wish this never ends&lt;br /&gt;we'll wish this never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you, miss you)&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you, miss you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you and I'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight&lt;br /&gt;I need somebody and always&lt;br /&gt;this sick strange darkness&lt;br /&gt;comes creeping on so haunting every time&lt;br /&gt;and as I stared I counted&lt;br /&gt;webs from all the spiders&lt;br /&gt;catching things and eating their insides&lt;br /&gt;like indecision to call you&lt;br /&gt;and hear your voice of treason&lt;br /&gt;will you come home and stop this pain tonight&lt;br /&gt;stop this pain tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on me you're already&lt;br /&gt;the voice inside my head (I miss you, miss you)&lt;br /&gt;don't waste your time on me you're already&lt;br /&gt;the voice inside my head (I miss you, miss you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on me you're already&lt;br /&gt;the voice inside my head (I miss you, miss you)&lt;br /&gt;don't waste your time on me you're already&lt;br /&gt;the voice inside my head (I miss you, miss you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on me you're already&lt;br /&gt;the voice inside my head (I miss you, miss you)&lt;br /&gt;don't waste your time on me you're already&lt;br /&gt;the voice inside my head (I miss you, miss you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you, miss you)&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you, miss you)&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you, miss you)&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you, miss you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108377455758083325?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108377455758083325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108377455758083325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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its fun werkin in a stressful environment but iz upon the condition dat the ppl werkin makes it a lively stressful environment... haha... u got wat i mean...? its ok.... ppl wun get it... i'm like tokin to maself aren't i...? as usual... haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875701-108377387670461252?l=shortysweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortysweet.blogspot.com/feeds/108377387670461252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875701&amp;postID=108377387670461252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108377387670461252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875701/posts/default/108377387670461252'/><link 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