<?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-7607078695362152874</id><updated>2012-02-17T10:14:17.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovethehated</title><subtitle type='html'>LOVES
her darlinks
sweets
NETBALL!=)
her seniors
chocolates
being unique

HATES
minah2
mat2
COPY-CATS

WANTS
to see elizabeth
new bag
new phone
a hair cut!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>208</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-7844487803586433908</id><published>2009-09-01T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:38:33.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school. Had the ACES day thing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms Martens danced&lt;/span&gt;! HAHA. Then went to SAC after that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Met Mdm Aishah&lt;/span&gt; and taught her class. Awesome! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Met Mrs Ho&lt;/span&gt;. She's pregnant. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; she praised me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uncle Michael&lt;/span&gt; to pick us up went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Belle's house&lt;/span&gt;. Saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amira Begum&lt;/span&gt; on the way there! Super skinny and pretty! Reached Belle's house. Swam. Ate. Talk. Swaveboard-ed. Awesome! I cut myself while swimming ): Went to Parkway. Bought ice-cream and stole Famous Amos from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lydia&lt;/span&gt;! :D Went to Diva because Lydia wanted to. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feeqah&lt;/span&gt; bought this "best. friends. forever." necklace. Shared with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheryl&lt;/span&gt; and I :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Michael gave us a ride to Bedok inter. Went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fifah's house&lt;/span&gt; from there. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Met Nikki&lt;/span&gt;! :D Nikki threw gummies into my mouth. Then ate dinner. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faizah&lt;/span&gt; was there. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abib&lt;/span&gt; was very funny! Dinner was awesome! Ate more sweet after that. :D Slacked a while. Talk. Caught up. Then made my way home. Niki and Fifah waited for the bus with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at around 9+. Then went to bathe. Changed. Wanted to go out again but slept while hair drying me hair. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fetched Mom from her clinic then went to the optic point shop today to get my contacts. Then went to Sony Ericsson shop to fix me phone :D Daddy bought some sauce for the wrap Mom's going to make for break fast. Went to NTUC to buy lettuce then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I cut the tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;! :D Helped Mom dine the table then waited for break fast while watching Monster house on Okto. :D I have to use Nawirah's old phone D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granny just gave me her ice-cream and its tasty ! :D&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/7607078695362152874-7844487803586433908?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/7844487803586433908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=7844487803586433908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7844487803586433908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7844487803586433908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/09/yesterday-was-awesome-went-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-7063868064172113331</id><published>2009-08-21T16:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T17:08:57.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Daddy took a day off! :D He sent me to school. Reached school Couldn't find Nazira ): talked to Keisha. Then Crystal passed me the coloured papers. Spent like HHP period doing just Tiara's card. Natalia helped. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank You&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had Malay. Wanted to chabot but decided not to. Had PE next. Got scolding again. Then it was recess! Drank like 2 cups of ice tea before eating then at last i'm like bloated with water. Talk to 1.2 clique. Then went up to class with Shalika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Ng didn't come. Had another new teacher. Joey helped Crystal do Tiara's front page. Cabot English (: lost the rest of the people who chabot with me half way. So we went back to class. I had cramps then Shalika accompanied me to GO. Went sick bay. Shalika is a terrible nurse! I don't know what the faggort she put on my tummy. First she put tiger bum then it started to burn . So she went to put ice pack! Shalika accompanied me in the sick bay. Had a really long bonding session because the aunty forgot that we're in the sick bay. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class. Had Maths. I didn't do my homework. First offense! Surprisingly. Had to think of a punishment. (Do the whole of exercise 14.3). Was queing up to write our parent's number and our name on a piece of paper. It was my turn when suddenly Mrs Ng pulled me out because she saw my purple hair. She wanted to send me to RTC but at last she didn't. She told me that my hair have to be black by next week. So. Little. Time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down with Seana. Talked to Charlotte and lost Seana. Called her.  Met up with her. Did the rest of the scrap book (: Lauren helped too! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank You&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended the meeting. It was just like a 10 minutes thing. Went home. Showered. Ate ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's extra History class tomorrow! ):&lt;br /&gt;Have to wake up early again! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Fasting! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-7063868064172113331?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/7063868064172113331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=7063868064172113331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7063868064172113331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7063868064172113331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/08/daddy-took-day-off-d-he-sent-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-1708763088108706472</id><published>2009-08-20T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:11:43.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams are over! YAYARHH! Went to Tampines with Crystal, Laura, Belinda, Marie and Gillian after school. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Objective&lt;/span&gt;: find Tiara's and Nazira's present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked around for awhile. Then went to buy food for movie. Met Jeline. Went to watch The Proposal. It was awesomely funny. Nawirah was messaging and calling me during the movie. She just wanted to tell me that she's making a creme brulee for me. :D I told you my sister is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie we went to look around again. Met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elaine Tay&lt;/span&gt;! Talktalktalk. Then questioned her like an officer. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only manage to buy Tiara's present. Crystal picked the pattern. Couldn't find the stuff toy Nazira wanted. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sorry&lt;/span&gt;! I'm still on the hunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mom's clinic. Daddy fetched me from there then we went to fetch Nawirah. Yay! Creme brulee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went straight home! Najihah was at home! She don't have school because of PSLE oral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mommy promised to buy me ice-cream (:&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/7607078695362152874-1708763088108706472?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/1708763088108706472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=1708763088108706472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1708763088108706472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1708763088108706472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/08/exams-are-over-yayarhh-went-to-tampines.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-3988329962886964099</id><published>2009-08-17T17:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T17:15:48.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;VERONICA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: OKAY (: i shall ask the computer (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Good choice! HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;!(A)ishah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: hello fellow! &gt;:] tagggedddddd. kthxxbaiiluvv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hello. right. ''kthxxbaiiluvv''2 (??) yeahh.... whatever that means...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.circus-act.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;!(A)ishah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: anw, relinkkkk. TQ (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;alright!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;Elizabeth!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: HELLOOOOOOO (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;YOU! cheated my feelings ): HAHA. Kidding. HELLO! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.uptown-getaround.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;VERONICA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: HEYHEY RELINKKK !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;OK! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.onefiveians-ohnine.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Jolene,[♥]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: HEYY! check out our new class blog:D MuchThanks(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;alrighttt! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-3988329962886964099?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/3988329962886964099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=3988329962886964099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3988329962886964099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3988329962886964099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/08/veronica.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-3262836769943810687</id><published>2009-08-17T16:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T17:12:08.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to school today. Because there's common test D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was walking towards school when I saw Lee Yann. Horror! HAHA. Walked to class with her. Then went to talk to Nazira.BirthdayGirl. :D. I didn't manage to buy her present. Going to buy it when I'm going to but Tiara's one too with Crystal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat for Malay paper. Luckily it was easy! Then was amazed by Lee Yann's eraser with waiting for the next paper to start. Disturb people. Then the next teacher came. I didn't study. Again. Quite though but do-able (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Malay. Cikgu Ahmad was already going through the Malay paper! Nazira and I talktalk as usual. Then Nazira played her DS while I msg Shalika, Natalia, etc. HAHA. Shalika helped me buy food. Thanks! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I didn't allow Nazira to read the letter Manue wrote then she gave me the baby grumpy thingy and I fell for it. Really like baby! More like toddler actually. She read the letter than continued playing and talking. She was playing Spongebob and the intro was soo long! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for reccess. Thanks to Shalika, I don't have to que up (: Thanks aye! Ate. Talked. Got into trouble. Miss Martens thought that Syara was the one who laughed so loud but it actually wasn't her la. It was some idiotic person from Syara's class. Then we confront this person. I think her name is Sofia(??) But she mumbled whatever bullshit and walked away. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to science lab. But atlast have to go to class to take stuff. Shalika wanted to pass by HomeEcons room to see her Miss Netty. So we pass by. Saw Sabrina. Shouted minah then she gave me that look. (: Went up to class. Took stuff then went down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had science. Was taking photos of Ms Ng for Teachers Day. Natalia said that she saw my purple hair (Purplish Blue!!). But Ms Ng didn't confront me so yeah. Safe! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama was next! Changed roles. Now I have to marry Vanessa. HAHA. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; we modified the story. More modern (: The bad news is that I have to wear a suit! Very hot!!! D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy fetch me home because she just closed her clinic (: Gave a lift to Aunty Siti. They were talking about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kuih raya&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ramadhan&lt;/span&gt; in 5 days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-3262836769943810687?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/3262836769943810687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=3262836769943810687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3262836769943810687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3262836769943810687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/08/went-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-1731963208433583308</id><published>2009-08-17T16:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T16:50:51.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAZIRA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You're 13!&lt;br /&gt;At last :D.&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Especially starting the day with Common Test(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soory I missed your party.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't mean to):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dammit!&lt;br /&gt;Blogger can't upload the photo I took of Nazira ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-1731963208433583308?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/1731963208433583308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=1731963208433583308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1731963208433583308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1731963208433583308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-nazira-youre-13-at-last.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-4435873183780334271</id><published>2009-08-13T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T18:58:56.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was as per normal today. Went to 'throw rubbish' with Shalika before Literature so that we have an excuse for coming late (: Went the long way back to class. :D Nazira went to the Davinci thingy with her class today. Texted her during Homeroom. But she was still in the bus on the way back to school. So walked to the bus stop before the school's bus stop to meet Cheryl and Lydia. Saw Danielle. Nazira board the same bus as us. Planned to accompany Lydia to White Sands but Nazira couldn't make it ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to White Sands. Cheryl and I put Lydia's books in the book drop then we went to eat at Macs. Lydia and I treated Cheryl but in the end Lydia made Cheryl pay back tomorrow. HAHA. :D. Awesome time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with Lydia. She wanted to walk home from my place which is like quite far from her house. Reached home and saw Mommy! I could have asked her to fetch me home~ D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nazira's party is this Saturday and I can't make it! I have some function D: I'm such a terrible friend... I'll make it up to you Nazeerawrrrr Begum!! promise(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I want to watch UP!&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/7607078695362152874-4435873183780334271?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/4435873183780334271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=4435873183780334271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4435873183780334271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4435873183780334271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-was-as-per-normal-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-3787181655846889460</id><published>2009-08-11T13:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:02:00.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;VERONICA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: HAHAHA , i know, but my stupid blogger cant do it. DAMN :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Oh. Then I don't know. Try asking your computer (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;danielle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: Oh HAAAANAAAH! Hi(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hello :D Still so obsessed with my name aye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.situationlostcontrol.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;VERONICA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: HEYHEY ! RELINKKK !(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Already did (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://wild-party.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;nadiah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: RELINKKK!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Relink-ed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://creatingmemoirs.livejournal.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;ADEENA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: RELINK ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;done it!(;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;SARALEE♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: heyhey! thanks for the link! and TAGGGEDD! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;nawirah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: Nyaaaaaa~ YOU NANAS! Delete that recording! D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;shut it. no~ won't delete it (: maybe i'll set it as my ringtone or alarm :D mwahahaah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-3787181655846889460?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/3787181655846889460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=3787181655846889460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3787181655846889460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3787181655846889460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/08/veronica-hahaha-i-know-but-my-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-7320866651615129813</id><published>2009-08-11T13:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T13:44:07.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for a 3 day trip (:&lt;br /&gt;Ponn school today.&lt;br /&gt;Life's Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponteng Madrasah.&lt;br /&gt;Left Singapore after Mom close her clinic.&lt;br /&gt;Met Godfamily.&lt;br /&gt;Drove to our destination.&lt;br /&gt;Got irritated by Grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went around took lots of pictures (:&lt;br /&gt;Trying to upload them...&lt;br /&gt;Got bitten by alot of mosquitoes ):&lt;br /&gt;Was having dinner when Najihah and her 'gang' stood up and said the pledge.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for some fruit farm.&lt;br /&gt;Found my long lost sibling! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;The Monkey!&lt;br /&gt;Superb cute.&lt;br /&gt;Can't upload the photo. ):&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;Slow.&lt;br /&gt;Was on the way home when some old hag crashed into the back of my car!&lt;br /&gt;The car isn't even a year old!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponteng school.&lt;br /&gt;Short chat with Denise.&lt;br /&gt;She told me that Clarica and Eriel also didn't go to school.&lt;br /&gt;Best!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Adam~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zg8FV8N7GZM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zg8FV8N7GZM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-7320866651615129813?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/7320866651615129813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=7320866651615129813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7320866651615129813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7320866651615129813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/08/went-for-3-day-trip-ponn-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-3134774918197295917</id><published>2009-08-04T19:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:34:04.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogger is still taking its own sweet time to upload the photo. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;Nawirah went to school for half a day today. She's sick. Pity. Pity. Yesterday, she got a really big mosquito bite on her thigh. Then she went to Mommy's clinic. I think. I was asleep (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recorded Nawirah singing in the car yesterday while waiting for Najihah. She was singing Again and Again by 2PM. HAHA. She bought a new 2PM CD. So we played it in the car and Nawirah started dancing and singing. HAHA. Awesome(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Netball yesterday. Danielle was kind of obsessed with my name. Pronouncing it in a 'unique' manner. Now Nazira and Seana are doing the same. Dammit. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celeste got sick again. Keisha got H1N1. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I had dinner with them yesterday! Does it mean I'm quarantined? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a letter from Manuella today. Alena help Manuella pass to me the letter. Make the reunion happen! Can't wait! (:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There's netball tomorrow. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Maths extra lesson. Miss Foo blamed us for the extra lesson. She say that our class very slow. It's actually she teach slow one la. Dammit. Die you big fat hello kitty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to help Miss Netty put up posters/papers again! This time, she gave us reward! (: Ice-cream! yummy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Kamala is picking on me!... I don't like ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who was watching it?&lt;br /&gt;Why watch it?&lt;br /&gt;Sick,&lt;br /&gt;In.&lt;br /&gt;The.&lt;br /&gt;Head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-3134774918197295917?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/3134774918197295917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=3134774918197295917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3134774918197295917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3134774918197295917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogger-is-still-taking-its-own-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-8256891637567440821</id><published>2009-08-02T20:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:00:59.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My pleasure~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://s--uicidalromance.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;cheryltayy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: hello! ; relink please, :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;already did (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://x-lovegame.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Its,♥Juey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" id="mt" class="hbtbl" width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr id="555"&gt;&lt;td class="stxt"&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="alternate" width="100%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:150%;"&gt;RELINK! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Already did (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;ADEENA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: Your Granny cool man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Look at the granddaughter laa (: HAHA. *Hannah perasan(:*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;Keishafairyyy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: Hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;Keishafairyyy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: ily!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I know ~ :P. love you too ughhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.stereoskylines.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Sarah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: RELINK BAAABE. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ohhkeyh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;DENISEyew&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: LOLS , i kicked you!? Did i ? Did i ? HAHA! , im being lame -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HAHA. Yeahh. You did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;CHERYL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: Hi retard. Tagged (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Who's the retard here??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;NADIAH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: HEHYHEYHOHOHO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HELLO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;VERONICA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: HEYHEY HANNAH ! eh, how do you make your font bigger? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I change the size?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.stopthe-world.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Cel-!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" id="mt" class="hbtbl" width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr id="564"&gt;&lt;td class="stxt2"&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="alternate" width="100%"&gt;Relink(:&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Alright..&lt;/span&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/7607078695362152874-8256891637567440821?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/8256891637567440821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=8256891637567440821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8256891637567440821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8256891637567440821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/08/belle-my-pleasure-cheryltayy-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-4060036943662145929</id><published>2009-08-02T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:55:29.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I missed morning run with Daddy and Najihah today. Watched alot of DVDs. Aunt and Uncle came. Sold newspapers to the Karang Guni (??)  and got only like $2 and Daddy sold his old DVD player for like $1. HAHA. Gave the money to Najihah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed religious class because I was having like slight fever and headache. Granny made me drink a really hot soup. I felt so much more better by the time my parents reach home. Mommy thought I lied to her because I was fine when she did some 'check-up' on me. Phfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alena didn't come to school because she had a really high fever. Started the day by helping Miss Netty put up posters. Then Malay. Hais. Didn't listen to cikgu Ahmad. As usual. Nazira and I were doing our own stuff. Then we talked about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Nazira!&lt;br /&gt;It can't be her;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that's her hand writing ugh;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.E. was next. Didn't have any permanent game to play so we all played anything we want to (: FUNN! Didn't even run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess. Was find for Nazira. Saw her but then lost her. So find for Cheryl. Then I remembered where they are. So went there. Sat. Eat. Went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had lessons after lessons after lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the English Enrichment thing after school. were taking photos. HAHA. FUNN! Blogger's taking its own sweet time uploading the photos. So annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had netball after that! Walked with Sara to HDB then met Nareena. Fetched Najihah then waited for Mommy because she went to fetch Nawirah first. Went home. Then I forgot what I did... STM remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHEN IS SHAFEEQAH COMING BACK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i did some calculation&lt;br /&gt;how long i've known my friends and Feeqah'a was the longest.&lt;br /&gt;Going to be 10 years yohh!!&lt;br /&gt;never fight before;&lt;br /&gt;argued?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, plenty of times (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-4060036943662145929?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/4060036943662145929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=4060036943662145929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4060036943662145929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4060036943662145929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-missed-morning-run-with-daddy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-2670348152994658200</id><published>2009-07-28T17:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T17:58:20.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Came to school early today! My baby hair's giving me problems. All coming out. HAHA. Cheryl fixed it but it was horrible! HAHA. (: Went to 1/2. Talktalktalk then I went to class. Was like at the window there when I saw Pearl sitting on my seat (now I have to sanitize it) and her arm was on Adam! Grr... Ask her to go away then she still want to irritate me. Shalika helped me fix my hair. Thanks! Gave her our 'drug' HAHA. Had assembly. blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT lesson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I hate Mrs Smith to the core! Didn't really enjoy IT today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Literature lesson!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Su introduced us to the new teacher. She is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UGHHH-NOYYING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some graded assignment. This bullshit teacher took us. After the graded assignment she can even criticize the class la. Say what we put our head on the table then give bad impression. BlahBlahBlah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VES1  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was AWESOME! HAHA. Did some word stuff thingy. Sat next to Joey in front of Miss Netty. Was caught because of my polished pinky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RECCES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate hotdog with Joey. Shalika and Shafikah was ditching about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;. Then something happen that made me drop my hotdog. HAHA. Cleaned myself up then talktalktalk then went to class with Shalika and Alena. I tried to scare Joey but she saw. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Science!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I earn my self a snake Yuppi gummy thingy. HAHA. Was paying attention in class this time (: I saw Ms Ng eye-ing on me since the lesson started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Math!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring as usual. I ate my Yuppi gummy thingy. Then purposely make it obvious so that Presheena can see. HAHA. Then Natalia also want. So I gave her then she did the same. Yeahhh baybehh! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geography!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have test! But before that we all revise. We sort of made Mr Gowri pissed in a good way. YAY! Now he knows my name! Dammit! Grr... Sat for the test then Nawirah was messaging me. HAHA. My own sister messaging me? Weird... Annoyed Mr Gowri during the test then at last he ended the test and let us off (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to 1/2 classroom. Some Sec2 girl called Chelsea so KPO want to know what happen with Margarita they all. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KPO&lt;/span&gt;! I was like behind that girl when she was talking to Belle. I made sure Belle didn't say anything. HAHA. Then Belle look so awkward when she was talking to that Chelsea girl. After that went to buy fruits because Feeqah's sick. Went to her house to pass her the fruits. Went back to school. Saw Maegan at the road there so we went back to school together. Belle, Nicole, Naimi and I went to Library while Maegan and Najiba go to the CCA office. Went to some person's blog. Then went down. Belle went for floorball. Nicole, Naimi and I went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home. Mommy cooked Nasi Lemak and fried chicken! YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hold on there!&lt;br /&gt;You can get through this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's Netball tomorrow! Have to buy a blue tee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-2670348152994658200?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/2670348152994658200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=2670348152994658200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/2670348152994658200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/2670348152994658200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/came-to-school-early-today-my-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-2215540176810451639</id><published>2009-07-27T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:14:18.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Came to school kind of late today. Was half awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;English lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Han didn't come again. Yay! Mr Rama took us. He brought us to the library. Guess who I saw there! Prashanti! HAHA. Disturbed her. TWICE! She still so very scared of the tickle. HAHA. Mr Rama praised the class though we were truly very noisy! HAHA. After I did the task he ask us to do then Joey and I go and disturb the people sitting at the table there. Target: Eriel. Joey's target: Denise/Keren. I forgot. HAHA. Untied Eriel's shoelace then she felt. Saw her expression. FUNNY! HAHA. Alena told me that she sat with her feet up after that. HAHA. Then Joey, Alena and I did it again. This time I do Denise and Keren. Joey did Clarice then Alena did Naomi. HAHA. I grabbed Denise and Keren's leg. Denise kick my hand like no mother! HAHA. But it was fun! HAHA. Had nothing better to do so wasted my correction fluid. Gosh! It stinks! Alena and I made people smell it. Joey was the first to smell! HAHA. Her face very funny! Then when Eriel smell she was like "did you fart on it" (something like that; I can't remember) Shalika can't smell anything then Pearl (....) HAHA. I threw the paper at the flower pot then Alena was like "OII! have my name lei". Wow. She's scared&gt;?!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography lesson&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It wasn't as boring as I thought it would be. But still so boring. Was like messaging Manuella, Cheryl Anne, My mom (HAHA; she started it!) and some other people during lessons and he didn't even notice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malay lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did nothing. Learnt nothing. Gain nothing. I don't want to go for malay lessons anymore! It's Boring! With a capital B!. Nazira and I were doing our own stuff again. Cikgu was talking to himself as usual and Natalia's worried she'll slack in Malay. So yeah; No hope!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECESS!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ate. Then find fault with Presheena. Threw stuff at her then disturb Charlotte. Her body's like plastic! So HARD! She said "having fun?" or was it "having fun!" I don't know. Something like that. I didn't understand. Went to the cafe. Then I was walking toward the counter there then I didn't realise the was a sharp edge then my ____ hit. VERY PAIN!!! OH no! maybe its KARMA! HAHA. Went to sit at the class table there. Natalia finish up my drink. Alena and I went back to class. Message Manuella. Then Joey was playing the trumpet. I think. Awesome much. HAHA. Nikki's birthday coming! Planning to buy her a trombone! AHHH! Maybe not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Science lesson!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a test! I don't think I'll score. I did study ok! In case Mommy's reading by blog (; I'm not lieing! I studied! Had science then blahblahblah. Scared Naomi again. She's still not awake. HAHA. Have to find a new way to keep her awake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drama lesson!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was pushing Joey around the room. She was sitting on the computer chair. FUN! Then did the group thingy. Alena started disturbing me and making me sweat. Grr. Tied Joey's hair! Like caveman! HAHA. Sprayed Mandy's spray at the end of the lesson. Thanks aye! I really have to remember to bring my spray to school and not trouble others. SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school. Waited for Claudia Sim at sunken foryer but at last she can't go. So went to see Cheryl then Cheryl disappeared. Naimi, Shafeeqah, DeniseNg, Maegan, Nadia and I went to Alfiah. Maegan left. Nadia didn't eat. 'Discussed' about some stuff. Then Naimi, DeniseNg and Nadia went back to school. Feeqah had to go home. I went to school first. I wanted to find Nazira! She went for Malay tutorial. So Naimi and I had nothing to do so we went to the class. Disturb and make fun! HAHA. Then the class ended. I accompanied Naimi take her guitar. I help her carry it then I wanted to go to Kembangan but change my mind so yeah. Took the bus with Clea then went straight home. Met Nawirah at the bus stop then I made her walk in the rain with me all the way home. Reached home. Mommy didn't even scold us. She even say that Nawirah was too drama. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godsister might be coming.! Yayaarhhh!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tomorrow's tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;There's literature.&lt;br /&gt;revealing the 'person'&lt;br /&gt;BUT SHE's REALLY NICE&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/7607078695362152874-2215540176810451639?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/2215540176810451639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=2215540176810451639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/2215540176810451639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/2215540176810451639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/came-to-school-kind-of-late-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-7034799588040353963</id><published>2009-07-27T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:35:43.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAYAHH!! My blogger is fixed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For IE 7.0 &amp;amp; below: Tools -&gt; Internet Options&lt;br /&gt;Click on "Connections" page tab&lt;br /&gt;Click on "LAN Settings" button (if you are using Broadband)&lt;br /&gt;Check "Use a proxy server for your LAN ..." checkbox&lt;br /&gt;Click on "Advanced" button&lt;br /&gt;Under HTTP type, input "proxy.singnet.com.sg" for proxy address and "8080" for port&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Mozilla:&lt;br /&gt;Go to create post then click Ctrl and F5 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAADAA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-7034799588040353963?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/7034799588040353963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=7034799588040353963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7034799588040353963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7034799588040353963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/yayahh-my-blogger-is-fixed-for-ie-7.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-2021895344716723759</id><published>2009-07-26T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T18:19:28.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shouldn't have given it to you.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what she was up to.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-2021895344716723759?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/2021895344716723759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/2021895344716723759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-shouldnt-have-given-it-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-4236084431587585715</id><published>2009-07-25T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T21:53:32.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogger can't upload photos. Oh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from Celeste's party. Had to leave early because Granny's all alone at home. Took alot of photos! Most of them are with Nicole. Some are with me but I. Just. Can't. Upload. It. Something happened. Tried to solve it but can't. 'Talk' alot! HAHA. On the way to the bus stop, saw Celeste's sister. She loose balance on her swaveboard then wanted to hold me but then I moved away. Mwahaha. After that she SCREAM at me. She's eeeeeeviiiiiilllll! Oh &amp;&amp; did I mention that we scream for her to open the chalet door but she wasn't inside?? HAHA. That was awesome and pai-sei-ing. Shafeeqah cabbed home. I took the bus (: I didn't lost anything this time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents went to JB with Najihah. Godsister went too! Dammit! I miss her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it easy OK Keisha. It'll be solved. Eventually. Takecare.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know he can be so evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out who's the person they were talking about in Literature. People say that she's a silent killer. I find her nice. Is it a trap(??) People have been telling me that. Should I believe them? She's really nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger's really troubling me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of jamming tomorrow. Or monday&gt;? missing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-4236084431587585715?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4236084431587585715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4236084431587585715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/blogger-cant-upload-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-7228365429613240270</id><published>2009-07-22T18:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T19:25:36.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What's wrong with blogger this time?! I can't even post properly. Grr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last! Did it! Reddish, Blueish (abit) more of Brown (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to e!hub with Celeste and Sonia yesterday. Swaveboard-ed while they eat. Soon, Sherie can! That horny person... I fell off the swaveboard. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; poeple saw. Fell right in front of Sonia (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Loyang Point. Sonia went home. Sherie became a nuisance and tortured Celeste! HAHA. The lady scolded me when they left because they litter in the shop. Grr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school today. Had HomeEcons then went for MT but was very early so went to see Shalika, Eriel, Sabrina &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Presheena -bleh!HAHA. Wanted to ponned MT but I want to talk to Nazira and I dont think Nazira dare to ponn. So went for MT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORING! Cikgu gave the lecture agian! The same one he gave the previous lesson! Nazira and I were like reading seventeen. We were like finishing reading the whole magazine and Cikgu was still at the 2nd question! what the faggort! HAHA. Clea also wanted to read but we made her wait. Mwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT finally ended! Had recess. Find Shalika because she helped me buy food (: YAYAHH! Ate then Shalika help me do my hair then she wanted some bonding session&gt;? HAHA. She was like telling us that we have to find a private place and say she know where. She lead us to the sunken foryer. ALOT of poeple were there. Joey, Shafikah and I were like "private place uhh??" Then Shalika say go staircase so went. Talktalktalk. Shalika and Joey were like telling us about their ex-PE teacher's hair -Ms Tan(??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to class then Shalika do my hair again. Then had HomeEcons again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO PARTNER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to cook the pancake on my own because my partner didn't come. It wasn't as tough as ecpected though. Yay me! Ohh and Natalia help me fry my first pancake (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class with Natasha. Past by one class Ms Foo was in it! Brr....!! Went to class then Karen 'tasted' my food again then offered some then annoyed Presheena. I HATE YOU! Sat on Shalika's lap then Presheena wanted me to sit on hers... weird. Made alot of noise then the teacher got angry but ignored her. Then Ms Netty came then blahblahblah. School end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to ShengShong with Mommy. Bought some stuff then went home and we ate the nachos she bought with watching teevee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conversation with Granny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: "why did Nawirah closed the door and window"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granny: "don't know. maybe she watching porn" *gave me the let's spy look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "why? you want to see"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granny: "for what? so sian!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was speechless. My Granny's 72 (I think) and knows what's sian??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my mom this and she was shocked too! She went "she knows what's sian?!" "cool." HAHA&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/7607078695362152874-7228365429613240270?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/7228365429613240270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=7228365429613240270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7228365429613240270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7228365429613240270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-692650198508754277</id><published>2009-07-20T19:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:36:46.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;had school. blahblahblah then netball. then went home with Naomi. I LOST MY SHOE BAG WITH MY SHOE IN IT AND MY TUMBLER! how awesome...&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/7607078695362152874-692650198508754277?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/692650198508754277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=692650198508754277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/692650198508754277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/692650198508754277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/had-school.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-3003742369246657264</id><published>2009-07-19T21:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:49:13.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SmMb9DleI0I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/yvkXZzGykBM/s1600-h/DSC00797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 102px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SmMb9DleI0I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/yvkXZzGykBM/s320/DSC00797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360158717249463106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SmMcTFPfllI/AAAAAAAAAaA/jnAoGEn6bnY/s1600-h/DSC00793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 103px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SmMcTFPfllI/AAAAAAAAAaA/jnAoGEn6bnY/s320/DSC00793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360159095651276370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SmMdfI4spvI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/1E6XCAz0KLM/s1600-h/DSC00785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 79px; height: 104px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SmMdfI4spvI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/1E6XCAz0KLM/s320/DSC00785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360160402299463410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SmMd8drqGyI/AAAAAAAAAaY/nAbcSMpbjSQ/s1600-h/DSC00784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 104px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SmMd8drqGyI/AAAAAAAAAaY/nAbcSMpbjSQ/s320/DSC00784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360160906098121506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SmMdBnCSnUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vP-NZjTYtOA/s1600-h/DSC00786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SmMdBnCSnUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vP-NZjTYtOA/s320/DSC00786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360159894996688194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Belle's party yesterday. Laughed alot! HAHA. Bought Belle a Charles&amp;amp;Keith purse/pouch. PINK! HAHA. She loved it (: I think... I know that it made Cheryl kind of jealous. I think... HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures taken are up there! Except for the group photo. I told Belle's Mom's Boyfriend to change the mode himself since he said he knows how then at last he didn't then the photo look like bullshit. Grr... Tried editing it just now. No difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at Belle's party place until like 9:30?? 10?? Naimi'a boyfriend's friends were like learning how to swave. HAHA. Very funny. Then Nicole was like trying to keep Naimi's boyfriend awake. HAHA. Very funny. He super blurr la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naimi ended up sleeping on my shoulder while waiting for the rain to stop in the shelter and our parents to come and pick us up. Then Belle's Mom's boyfriend came and started talking and talking what ever bullshit then we made a move. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I swear he suck...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; No offence Belle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home. Did my stuff. Told Mom what happened then went to bed. Tried to sleep but can't. Started messaging Belle. Then Belle told me that Zeeq very cheecky go and hold her hand in the car then I was like... "at least he better than Cheekay.." HAHA. Then blahblahblah then Adeena started messaging then I somehow fell asleep (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy brought us out! Go and buy kain for hari raya cloths. Then went to some place because Daddy insisted to go there. Saw people dancing and Fouzi Laili! HAHA. Nawirah bought Chendol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Barang-barang next! See the furniture there then Nawirah and Daddy got into some fight then Mommy's mood spoilt so we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to East Point to make Nawirah's specs. Then went to eat dinner. After dinner, the Miss Singapore World thingy started already. I took a photo! :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SmMjZ5QUKlI/AAAAAAAAAag/7k-4edB4gew/s1600-h/DSC00802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SmMjZ5QUKlI/AAAAAAAAAag/7k-4edB4gew/s320/DSC00802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360166909273975378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I got nothing better to do (: Went to Hanis to buy dessert! I saw the girl who used to be in 6 Alamanda. The one that suck cock. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Abigail Cho! HAHA. She's with her Mom I guess... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Aunt's house after that. Watch Spongebob then Mr. Bean then The Simpson (watch halfway). Left. Went home. Then watch The Simpson while eating the dessert! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to change with Granny because she don't like dark chocolate. I. Am. NICE! HAHA. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Printed out my History stuff, Drama stuff and Maths stuff. Then BLOG! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's Netball Tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7607078695362152874-3003742369246657264?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/3003742369246657264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=3003742369246657264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3003742369246657264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3003742369246657264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-to-belles-party-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SmMb9DleI0I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/yvkXZzGykBM/s72-c/DSC00797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-7740105067043653038</id><published>2009-07-17T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T21:03:20.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SmBvtra0jyI/AAAAAAAAAZw/AnBQa2ZGKuw/s1600-h/l_a1a965af427a4cf3a58acdea772073d7.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SmBvtra0jyI/AAAAAAAAAZw/AnBQa2ZGKuw/s320/l_a1a965af427a4cf3a58acdea772073d7.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359406387110907682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school as per normal today. Went straight to class. Lesson starts. Blahblahblah. Mother Tongue! Nazira and I went to 1/4 in the middle of the class. We told Cikgu Amad/Amal/Ahmad (??) that we going to the toilet. After going to 1/4 to take something then we go toilet. Went back to class and Cikgu Amad/Amal/Ahmad was still talking about the same thing when we were gone for wuite long. HAHA. Nazira was very shocked. The rest of Malay time Clea and I were talking about Nazira's face. HAHA. Then Nazira got all so worked up. HAHA. Got Chocolates! Nazira gave me hers and Clea too since I'm off diet (: YAY! Nazira. Is. Dieting. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE was next. Had to help the people retake their 2.4km again. I was stuck with PRESHEENA! What a nightmare! HAHA. Soon, Joey came then both of us disturd Presheena. Then Presheena have had enough of us then she left. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOOHOO&lt;/span&gt;! Only 3 people passed. We made Shafikah think that Mr. Husein is waiting for her at the ending line but it didn't work. Dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECESS! Ate very little. Was more thirsty then hungry. Alena didn't come to school. So I don't have any mini bully to push me around (literally push me around) then I'll have to push her back (what if I break her into pieces?!) HAHA. She was messaging me. How nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science! I'm enjoying Science now. HAHA. Al though Ms Ng can be kind of irritating, annoying, stuck up and boring at times. At least her lesson is better than Ms Pua's. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Ms Pua gave me the sticker she owe me already! YAYARHH! Have the whole collection now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was English. Had Graded Assignment. Phhftt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths was next. Boring as usual. She printed out pictures my group took to 'express' angles. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Sequina didn't delete the photo that was taken wrongly then Ms Foo go and print it out. Grr.... Was messaging Alena the whole Maths lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waitind for Nazira outside her classroom but the teacher still want to talktalk so I told her I go to 1/2 classroom. Just in time, the 1/2 people came out. Woohoo. One girl came up to Keisha to remind her that there's English enrichment. Keisha make up another story using her Dad's name again! HAHA. It was soo real la. And the girl actually believe. LOSER. They wanted to ponteng then at last they didn't. Ate. Went up to class. I entered the class then Presheena asked me if the teacher scold. Soo blurr then. Don't know what bullshit she's talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was still messaging Alena (plus Mom) during the enrichment. HAHA. Boring much. It ended then Mommy fetch me Grandmother was there too. We went to Parkway to buy Belle's present then went to eat at Bedok somewhere. Packed food for dinner then went to fetch younger sister. I bought brownie ice-cream (: Didn't fetch elder sister because she's still watching the movie. So, went home. Did my stuff and stared at the ceiling because I was waiting for my elder sister to come home then I want to eat with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blue won the vote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Shall choose blue then...&lt;br /&gt;but to the people who chose red;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make it up to you..&lt;br /&gt;The end will be red??&lt;br /&gt;If it is possible... I'll do it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BELLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s643.photobucket.com/albums/uu157/belleliu96/?action=view&amp;amp;current=071609_175535-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i643.photobucket.com/albums/uu157/belleliu96/071609_175535-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;going to be older tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;please...&lt;br /&gt;don't be crazier (:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;kidding!!&lt;br /&gt;lovee the crazy you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-7740105067043653038?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/7740105067043653038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=7740105067043653038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7740105067043653038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7740105067043653038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-to-school-as-per-normal-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SmBvtra0jyI/AAAAAAAAAZw/AnBQa2ZGKuw/s72-c/l_a1a965af427a4cf3a58acdea772073d7.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-4755064328335651582</id><published>2009-07-16T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T20:26:01.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;manuella&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: hahaha i know lah haha i'm not that jealous anyway cos my dad said that i can get it hahah muahahahahah:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Grr... Dammit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;VERONICA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: HEYHEY!OMG I CANT WAIT FOR MONDAYYYYY ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;same! Same! SAME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;tiffany xD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: waah haha long time nvr go ur blog uhhs! hahas. how r u? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hello! I'm good (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-4755064328335651582?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/4755064328335651582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=4755064328335651582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4755064328335651582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4755064328335651582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/manuella-hahaha-i-know-lah-haha-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-3475333570889284768</id><published>2009-07-16T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T20:24:29.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sl8XOFMNqvI/AAAAAAAAAZo/wYrGhhDczOY/s1600-h/DSC00763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sl8XOFMNqvI/AAAAAAAAAZo/wYrGhhDczOY/s320/DSC00763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359027612273191666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school earlier today. Went to class. Very little people were there. Sat in front of Shalika. I had difficulty breathing. I don't know why. Then Shalika suggested me to call my Mom. So I did. My Mom told me to rest first then if I still have difficulty breathing then I go home. Very nice right my mommy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey came. Helped her with her wound. I had to bite the bandage off until Fatin lended me her scissors. Thanks Fatin! My teeth hurts! By then I can breathe properly already (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths was the first subject. Early in the morning and Ms Foo is already sweating?! Kept pronouncing her name as Ms Poo instead of Ms Foo today. Accident! HAHA. First half of Maths was boring. The other half was kind of fun because we get to get out of class (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance was next! Joey can't dance. Sad ): HAHA. Had to do some group thingy then Pearl came up with the crazy bodyparts and movements for the other group to do. HAHA. It was kind of nice, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was next! Ms Han didn't come. Mr Rama took over. He didn't teach. We just had to read like 2 pages of the Situational Writing Book then the class became chaos! Karen went to Hit&amp;amp;Run Shalika's wound. Shalika scream like no mother! Then shouted at Karen minor vulgarities. Mr Rama didn't even do anything la! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess!! Ate. Alena made me accompany her to the bookshop then I wanted to go this way while she wanted to go the other way. At last we went by my way. I won! WooHoo! HAHA. Sabrina was like telling Presheena that she has cancer and goin to die and all that (fake) Then Presheena was playing along. HAHA. Funny! Presheena+Sabrina=Comedy! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to class then Alena and I talked about colouring our tails. She want it red. I can't decide. Either red or blue. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Suhailah came. Ms Han didn't come. We had to do some bullshit stuff. Then Shafikah and Shalika were like in the toilet half the period? Then Joey and I had to do the stuff. We just drew the character then we didn't do the rest. We read the HOT magazine instead. HAHA. Then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; pissed me off. Then went back to my seat. Talk to Alena about our tails again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She changed her mine. She don't want to do her tail. She want to do one stripe. She got the idea when I told her that I wanted to shave stripe before but my Daddy didn't allow. HAHA. Sorry Alena... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Su came then Alena rushed back to her seat. Ms Su very mean! She was talking about this relative of hers then she want that relative to die(??) because now his live is like hanging. She say he was suppose to die on Saturday but still haven't die. So mean rightt??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Literature was Homeroom. Class Committee discussing thingy. We were talking about the class diary and stuff then we talk about Mr Rama then someone said that he can become Santa then I imitate the way he wear his trousers. HAHA. Very fun! Tarture Ms Netty. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go HOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went straight home today. (: Going to buy Belle's birthday present tomorrow. Maybe. Just maybe. Mommy didn't promise. Netball restarting this Monday! :D Yay! I. Am. Fat! HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-3475333570889284768?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/3475333570889284768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=3475333570889284768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3475333570889284768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3475333570889284768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-to-school-earlier-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sl8XOFMNqvI/AAAAAAAAAZo/wYrGhhDczOY/s72-c/DSC00763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-5872837040520631800</id><published>2009-07-14T19:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:23:29.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Slx1ZlwIqVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/WxVhFBngtis/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Slx1ZlwIqVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/WxVhFBngtis/s320/scan0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358286739155233106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was browsing through old pictures with Grandmommy. When I found this picture! I wonder what I was doing... Looking more like Daddy maybe?? No offence Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had school! HAHA. Went to 1/2 after putting my bag in class. Adam Lambert, No Boundaries was playing! HAHA. Adam fans were woohoo-ing while &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kris Allen&lt;/span&gt;'s fans were boo-hooing. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class. The moment I entered class I was like *gasped!* I saw Clarice. HAHA. She didn't come to school for so long. And she cut her hair. So Ms Netty was like staring and mean-smiling. Ignored her and went to my seat which is 2 rows &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;from the front&lt;/span&gt;! I hate my new seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First period. IT. Ms Netty told us to go to Computer lab 2. Went there. No one was there. Until Mdm Hasnah came then she told us that the thingy is held at the music room. Dammit Ms Netty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for some talk. It was fun! Mdm Hasnah sat next to me. She laugh then she always push me... D: Shafikah got all worked up when she found out that the psycologist is the person from Incredible Tales. I think one of his hand is like fake? Why? Because it looks like plastic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed the talk! Next was literature. Ms Su started the lesson collecting money. Then she always count wrongly one. Then Shalika and I were like fighting for small change. HAHA. I need the small change more! AHAHAH. At last both of us get the small change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had VES1 next I think. Had to do some survey thingy on the computer. There was like another period of VES1. BORING! I want to go for recess. Didn't focus then it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;recess&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Caitlin. I want to see the CCA photo. Then when she talk to me must hold my hand one. So awkward! Accompanied Alena buy her fish stuff that stinks! Then went to sit in front of class. She's still deciding wheteher she should go out with Manuella or not. My answer: (jealous) NO! (pity) YES! HAHA. So yeahh I didn't give her a definate answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some lessons then I started loosing focus during Maths. Started staring into space then falling asleep then writing tissue letters then throwing papers then atlast! school ended. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MS FOO IS BORING!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So is MR GOWRI~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ended then Mommy picked me up because she was around the area. She brought my sister to the doctor. Why does she get to ponn school ?! I'm having a flu and don't get to ponn school. *Sobsob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle's party is this Saturday. Can only make it after 5:30-6PM. Should I go? Punk theme... hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone pissed me off after school. Clue: That asshole. (: &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I tought I saw V.quah and (obviously) started running. My stalker caught up anyways -Alena. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-5872837040520631800?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/5872837040520631800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=5872837040520631800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5872837040520631800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5872837040520631800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/was-browsing-through-old-pictures-with.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Slx1ZlwIqVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/WxVhFBngtis/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-5833877442686869381</id><published>2009-07-13T15:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T15:32:51.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;Cel-!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: SUP HANNAH ! long long long time never tag , love the song btws , &amp;amp; MS FOO SUCKS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(: thank you! Glad you know!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;Keisha♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: Hi hannah! hello! ok bye! iloveu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hello. love you too!! And your perfume! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: IMY OMY IMY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HAHA. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;VERONICA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: i mean there's no netball. HAHA. i'd be super happy if there was (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yeahh. Can self train! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;nawirah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: YOU still OWE ME MY BUBBLE TEA!! ._. Hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I buy for you already uhh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://th-cutouts.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;ADEENA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: Relink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://my-lifechapters.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Jannelle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: relink(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;AISHAHHH! :]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: hellu fellow \m/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" src="http://www.cbox.ws/smilies/1/grin.gif" alt=":D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; imy alot . loves. tagged btww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;heyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-5833877442686869381?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/5833877442686869381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=5833877442686869381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5833877442686869381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5833877442686869381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/cel-sup-hannah-long-long-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-4133739863695531604</id><published>2009-07-13T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T15:17:17.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Slraa-hUbjI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Qg9vg0lfW8M/s1600-h/3617913879_22b5103416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Slraa-hUbjI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Qg9vg0lfW8M/s320/3617913879_22b5103416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357834863704829490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yay! blogger can upload images (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to 1/2 classroom once I reached school. Passed Lydia the poster then mimic MJ. HAHA. Then went up to class. Put my bag down then went to 1/2 again. Then tried telling Cheryl, Lydia and Belle a joke and it took them like 30mins?? or less then that to understand. HAHA. Shafeeqah came. Gosh! She's so hot that she smells like she's burning! Nyahahah. Joking only~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class then Shalika and I ate our 'drug' which was mentos. We eat it everyday to keep us awake (: Then msg her. We've been msging each other in class ever since the seating arrangement change. I'm seating 2 rows &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;from the front&lt;/span&gt;! Dammit!. It's so sucky. Then Shalika seat is all the way at the back by the window. Near the socket then can charge phone! Grr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were boring-er today. English was un-understandable as usual. Ms Han always talk bulshit. Then atlast class ended. Had Geography next. Shalika and I patch up to annoy and ask complicated questions. HAHA. FunFun. After geography was Malay! Cock-eyed new teacher. I don't know where he's looking la. His eyes narrow la seyh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RECESS WAS NEXT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Went down with Nazira. Then saw Tiara! Didn't see her for a moth (??) less than that maybe. Nazira suddenly disappear. HAHA. She scared or Tiara. Mwaahaha! Found Shalika. Didn't eat YET. I was not suppose to eat. I want to loose weight! Then Shalika dragged me to the cafe and made me buy Bruchetta. Ate then bought ice tea. Atlast didn't drink because Shalika wanted a sip then she squeeze the lemon then I scared later I get stomach ache so yeah Joey, Shafikah, Shalika finished it. Then Shalika was like "HANNAH! look there!, your senior" she pointed at Charlotte. Then I was like "yeah, why?" Shalika answered "she sit so straight!" HAHA. yeahh. Then there was a loong pause then she say "why she do her leg until like that?" HOW. I. KNOW?! HAHA. Played with the gun. Tortures Presheena. Went up to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy and I were like passing notes altough we sit like 1 seat away?? HAHA. Fun!Fun! We are going to cook Presheena! Make curry and add handphone in it so that at last she'll have a phone. HAHA. :D Had Science G.A. It was easy! HAHA. Drama next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama was fun! We were talking about new york because the paper gave some information about New York. Then Vanessa asked "New York in Japan right?" HAHAAHAH!! I laughnon stop! Then I answer "No la. Korea" But Lee Yann say "NOOO!! China!" so we were like yeahh!! China! Then she asked about Obama then Lee Yann and I say that he's born in China then migrate to US that's why. HAHA. Then Vanessa believe! HAHA. I told Shafikah then Shefikah go and tell Vanessa that MJ is Singaporean then she believe! Mother!!! HHAAHAH. By then, I had to pee but tahaned (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school waited for Cheryl, Lydia, Belle, and the others. I found SIM card then Cheryl check if it works. Have some password so I threw it back. Was waiting for Mom to pick me up and Belle's Granddady to pick them up. Belle was like eating her chocalate then she made a mess on her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chin&lt;/span&gt; and she kept ribbing her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lips&lt;/span&gt;! Then I had to rub the chocalate off her. Now nice of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom reached then Belle shouted some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;un-nice&lt;/span&gt; word then luckily Mom didn't care. Pheewww!! If not, Belle just spoilt her reputation! Sent Aunt Siti to the bus stop then went home. Uncle came then I really had to use the toilet. Ate Calciyum!! :D and Zip (: niceeeeeeee and I'm suppose to loose weight....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the class photo. I look retarded! HAHA. I loveeeeee the Fun photos (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Best day ever!&lt;br /&gt;Minus-ing the lessons in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-4133739863695531604?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/4133739863695531604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=4133739863695531604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4133739863695531604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4133739863695531604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/yay-blogger-can-upload-images-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Slraa-hUbjI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Qg9vg0lfW8M/s72-c/3617913879_22b5103416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-6841972597859534817</id><published>2009-07-09T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:13:42.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Claudia's today. Cash was really cute! Jammed alot. Learnt the Hannah Montana theme song and a bit of dance dance. Claudia bought a new phone! Nokia N97. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; she just know that you can use it to take the sun's temperature after I made her point her phone towards the sun. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's as per normal. Miss Foo still sucks. HARDCORE. She messed up my paper! She just had to circle the % sign. Dammit you! Curse you to be fat the rest of your life! Mwahahaha. Had dance too. The teacher is too nice to me. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Sabrima likes Mr. Marcus(?)!! Miss Su might be leaving! She's the most un-boring Literature teacher! Miss Sann is kind of un-boring. But she naggs alot. I guess she's going to age earlier. My Grandmother say if someone always nag means going to get old early. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; it's true! Look at Ms Chia. I heard that she's like 30++(??) But she looks older than my grandmother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't train after school. Planning to train tomorrow. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-6841972597859534817?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/6841972597859534817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=6841972597859534817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6841972597859534817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6841972597859534817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-to-claudias-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-5312178627480742667</id><published>2009-07-07T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T17:26:18.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: WHATEVER! SPAMMMM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AHAHAH. I spam alot uhh. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I copied and paste unlike SOME PEOPLE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: i spam you bk!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'll spam even moooooooooore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;NIKKI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: hahaha no its okay. need not to control cause if you cry for me, it shows that you loveee me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" src="http://www.cbox.ws/smilies/1/grin.gif" alt=":D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; HAHAHAAHh okay. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HAHA. right. Perasan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;VERONICA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;: HELLOHELLOHELLO HANNAH ! (: its so sad there's netball &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" src="http://www.cbox.ws/smilies/1/sad.gif" alt=":(" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;There's netball?! O.o AHHH! have to loose weight fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-5312178627480742667?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/5312178627480742667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=5312178627480742667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5312178627480742667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5312178627480742667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/belle-whatever-spammmm.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-8283634763185387544</id><published>2009-07-07T17:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T17:22:56.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently doing the History stuff. 4 more words! ThinkThinkThink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go for IT today because Ms Ehzan wasn't there so the whole class have like an hour of nothing to do. During that hour, I made Shalika say "I Starting With The Man In The Mirror" out loud because she wanted the Man In The Mirror song by MJ and coincidently, I have it! HAHA. So she went like Man In The Mirror and everyone stared at her. Mwahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Literature. Ms Su made me read but I can't see so Shafikah read. After Shafikah, Shalika read. Then Pearl read. Ms Su saw Shalika doing some stuff and say confiscated Shalika's phone because it was on the table (but it was offed!) After the lesson, Ms Su gave it back to her. Phhfft! I was hungry by then ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Literature, we had the VES1 thingy. We had to write our name on a piece of paper then paste it on our back. We had to write something nice about the person. HAHA. Very fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was recess!! We were suppose to seat with our class but it didn't happen... Alena is one strong short stuff!!! 3S!! HAHA. She pushed me like no mother! Ate. Saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms Paveena&lt;/span&gt;!! She's still alive!! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to class straight away because I haven't do Science and the science teacher have some kind of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saman &lt;/span&gt;process. Had science. Started getting confused and asking stupid questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was Maths! I HATE MATHS! No, not the subject. But the teacher!! She made us watch this video. Then the person in the video have painted clothes. So it was like watching minor pornography. Lee Yann said "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PORN&lt;/span&gt;!" out loud after the video. HAHA. True actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had History after that. Ms Han Bowling(??) Baoling.... is back! Nooo!! Why isn't she on LOA?! Can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt; her this time (: We just watched video on India. Very interesting I must say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the primary school side today. Claudia wanted to see Mdm Aisha for a while. So I accompany her. We went round the school but she wasn't there. I called her then she say she left already so made our way out of the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the public transport today!! HORROR! Someone stepped on my toe! That person was wearing heels! My toe is hurting really badly... Went to eat then went home. I was at the door step when Mommy called me so I didn't answer the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home. Did my stuffs then butter cookie-ed and boost-ed (: Yummy!! OOHHH I really have to loose weight....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-8283634763185387544?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/8283634763185387544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=8283634763185387544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8283634763185387544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8283634763185387544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/currently-doing-history-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-3442377242579211902</id><published>2009-07-06T13:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T13:41:24.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;CHERYL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: HANNAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. You miss me ?! Im going back to school tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" src="http://www.cbox.ws/smilies/1/grin.gif" alt=":D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Say yay ? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Yeahh!! I missed you. Now that you're back, not anymore (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;cheryltay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: LOL.. kk. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: HANNNNAHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;BELLLEEE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;NIKKI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: HANNAH! OMG, I MISS YOU LOTZXCX MAN! gahhh. i shall go back to SAC one day. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;You must! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i'll (try to) control my tears...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: HEYHEY! &lt;3333&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Oh. Ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;guest&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: i cant upload pics too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;AHH!! same! great computers thinks alike...&lt;/span&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/7607078695362152874-3442377242579211902?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/3442377242579211902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=3442377242579211902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3442377242579211902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3442377242579211902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/cheryl-hannahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-8578148098883902874</id><published>2009-07-06T13:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T13:38:08.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I made a new e-mail. (: hannah.nordeen@hotmail.com It's going to be used more for school work. Cikgu's going to make me keep e-mailing her karangans and e-learning stuff. So yeah. Add if you want. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Swensens for dinner yesterday! Yummy! I ate lasagna. It looks unappetizing but it taste &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;! HAHA. wanted to eat steak or something but I want to loose weight so yeah. I'm. So. Fat. ! Saw Ryan! He's so cute! His teeth grew already. He was like playing with Dannie then he triped and fall then his forehead became red. So cute la. He didn't cry. Surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner went to the some store I forgot the name. (STM you see) Asked the person for Rolling Stone magazine. They don't have! So I asked if I can come back tomorrow. The person say the supplyer ran out of supply already. OMG! So fast!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the car Mom was like nagging at me because I didn't tell her about the magazine. She was like "If you told me earlier, I could have bought for you. Haiya.". My younger sister is a Hannah Montana fan! NOOOOOOOO!!!! She wasted like 10 bucks (??) on one of the magazine because Hannah Montana is on the cover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ear stud Claudia gave me broke. Mummy!! .... And I found out that Nikki likes C___ M__ H_ just like mee!! (: I prefer Adam tough. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;MANUE!! You're old! At last. Will pass to Alena your present. Wait for it!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-8578148098883902874?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/8578148098883902874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=8578148098883902874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8578148098883902874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8578148098883902874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-made-new-e-mail.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-1618553077749773349</id><published>2009-07-04T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:28:06.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid blogger still can't upload photos... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Ice Age 3 yesterday! My Mom talked me into wearing a dress and succeed! Dammit! Shouldn't have given in. She bought a new dress for me that looks like an apron but looks nice to her. We have really really different taste you see. THE MOVIE WAS AWESOME!! I want to watch it again! (: Or maybe Obsessed? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manue's birthday is tomorrow! Bought her a care bear because Alena told me that that's what she wanted so yeahh. Decided to buy her that instead of Guitar Picks because lazy go to the shop (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Madrasah today. Had some exam then something happened. Daddy bought me bubble tea caramel(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder sister was like complaining to me about the McDonalds casheir (is that how its spelt??) Went home then everyone got ready to go out for some family thingy. Elder sister and I decided to stay at home (: She want to stay at home just to watch Harry Potter. I want to stay at home because I'm lazy to walk (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOHHH GREATT NEWWWSS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HAVE 4 PACKS! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;have to make it 6 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'm soo proud of myself(:&lt;br /&gt;Be steady Cheryl!&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'll help you pray(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-1618553077749773349?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/1618553077749773349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=1618553077749773349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1618553077749773349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1618553077749773349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/stupid-blogger-still-cant-upload-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-8828305265681632008</id><published>2009-07-02T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:25:05.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to the Esplanade to watch a dance today. The dance was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; awesome&lt;/span&gt;. Once again, you can't bring Shalika because during the dance, she was like busy sending songs to her phone then I have like a little light coming out from the side of me because of the phone! Then I told her to watch the dance. She was like "OMG! That guy so gay!" HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More and more 'water' was sprinkling out from the dancers as the dance come to an end. Then the people sitting right infront were like covering their faces. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, they asked for volunteers. I had to volunteer because I promised Ms . Pua. Dammit! Before I stood up, I asked Crystal then she was like OK so both of us go. They made us dance, freeze and vibrate. HAHA. They say I vibrate very funny. There were also like a couple of Sec. 3s. Pai sehh!! HAHA. But it was really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the volunteering thing they ask us to think of something nice about the dance because they're going to interview us. I tought it was like a review so yeahh went to the person then the person lead us out of the theatre and there was like camera?? HAHA. &amp;amp; I tought it was for fun! AHAHAHA! Very fun!! Casandra gave her really long speech. Then Dhanushah(??) followed by Crystal then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we had a tour. Soft of tortures the person. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Shafikah kept pernouncing his name as Polo instead of Paolo. HAHA. Luckily the person can tahan us (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manuella's birthday is coming soon! Have to buy for her something! Planning to but guitar pick... Should I (??) Hmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-8828305265681632008?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/8828305265681632008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=8828305265681632008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8828305265681632008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8828305265681632008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-to-esplanade-to-watch-dance-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-4225988560715760094</id><published>2009-07-01T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T17:05:24.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;cheryltay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: please dun get wrong. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;No worries! I'm not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;Keisha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: Hannah! omg hahha! i smelled superb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;HAHA. Yeshh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;HAHA. I know that :P. love you too la (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;VERONICA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: HEY HANNAH ! (: BELLE, WE GET IT .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Hello Veronica! HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-4225988560715760094?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/4225988560715760094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=4225988560715760094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4225988560715760094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4225988560715760094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/cheryltay-please-dun-get-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-2354989210939025845</id><published>2009-07-01T16:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T17:02:32.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHERYL! CHERYL! CHERYL! FEEQAH! FEEQAH! FEEQAH! CELESTE! CELESTE! CELESTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be thinking "Hannah missing Cheryl? Haha. Funny" I surprisingly did. No one to quarrel with. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a bad hair day! Went to school using hair band. Then Shalika and Shafikah helped me with my fringe. Thanks ayye! Had history first. 3 teachers came? Then Mdm Chan left then left with Mr Ramlee and Ms Yew(is that her name??) After that was recess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at the cafe. I kept dropping my food on myself. ): and I got bitten my a mosquito... Sadden. Shafikah kena too! After that went up to class. Shafikah got her hair tied by Naomi. Shafikah was like learning how to do the Jai Ho dance (Alena teach her). HAHA. Very funny! Shalika asked Lee Yann to tie her hair because Naomi didn't want to help her tie. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had IT. Miss Ehzan was fun! We had to do a very difficult crosswaord puzzle tough. Then she checked what we were doing on our computer using her computer then have people reading about MJ, people researching on a smiley face, facebooking, blogging, etc. And the person who was reading about MJ was Shalika! Out of all the people!! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Dance! But didn't dance. We watch Phanton of the Opera. It's so annoying! They keep repeating the last word they say in the 'song conversation' again and again. Shalika got like kind of bored of the movie and started reading the subtitle out loud?? Then the others were like Shhh-ing her because the part was like kind of a sad part?? Then when the Phantom cry she can say "Is he laughing or crying?!" out loud... After that incident, I learnt that going out to the movies with Shalika is the worst idea everr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Maths!! Annoying Miss Foo. Luckily Mr Poh took up like first half of the period? And the Mr Rama(??) released us late. And we had to take our temperature. Miss Foo came in and she was like sweatyy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ended. Then called Mommy because she say she wanted to fetch me. At last, she went to Parkway then wanted to fetch my elder sister first and then fetch me. So I was like .... I go back myself la. But I went tyo Macs with Nazira and Clea so Mommy and Daddy fetched me from there. and the story goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have to tolerate Elder Sister's PMS-ing.&lt;br /&gt;Soo irritating!!&lt;/span&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/7607078695362152874-2354989210939025845?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/2354989210939025845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=2354989210939025845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/2354989210939025845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/2354989210939025845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/07/cheryl-cheryl-cheryl-feeqah-feeqah.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-7603445206973955920</id><published>2009-06-30T20:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:20:17.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogger just can't upload any photos! How terrible is that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl didn't come to school today. Mommy made me bring an apple to snack in the morning again today because I missed breakfast. Veronica and I told Lydia that Cheryl didn't come to school because she hated Lydia. Then Lydia panic. HAHA. Keisha didn't use the same perfume today. But she smelled nice! Her perfumes are WOW-ing! The other one smelled more SUPERB tough. Today's one smelled superr! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Foo is back! NO!!! Nightmare! She was outside the classroom then Joey, Shalika and I spotted her. Then Joey was like "noooooooooo!" Oh and dammit you Joey. She made me shout "You think what? Your mother's court uhh?" to the people today ): &amp;amp; Shalika even gave a thumb up! Grr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent like 10 minutes?? after PE looking for Shalika and Shafikah. At last Joey called them. Oh and standing next to Joey is Horror!! she stands so close then I have to push her away. Sorry aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a new BIG literature teacher. Miss Sann still awes the class Kinderjoy! Literature was fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and I had to control my bladder during Maths because Miss Foo just won't let me go to the toilet then Shafikah wanted to go then she asked me to go first. HEAVEN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently using IE and the font looks kind of different. I forgot what kind of font I always use...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with Lydia today. Veronica told us to meet her at the bubbletea shop. Went there but the que was veryvery long so didn't buy anything. And Veron was like waiting for Mrs. Yong's reply on tomorrow's self run?? or train&gt;? I forgot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!oh!oh! &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I SAW CHARLOTTE IN THE MORNING! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cabbed home with Lydia then some stuff happened...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-7603445206973955920?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/7603445206973955920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=7603445206973955920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7603445206973955920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7603445206973955920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/blogger-just-cant-upload-any-photos-how.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-7269162905693473249</id><published>2009-06-29T16:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T16:28:59.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Placed my Adam pictures on my desk today. Shalika took 2 of them. Grr... Keisha smelled SUPERB! I love the perfume! And Lydia's Dad sent me home today. Today's boring. New teachers. Lecturelecturelecture. And done! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE ADAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7607078695362152874-7269162905693473249?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/7269162905693473249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=7269162905693473249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7269162905693473249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7269162905693473249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/placed-my-adam-pictures-on-my-desk.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-6559678842265765110</id><published>2009-06-28T12:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T12:07:51.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;CHERYL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: Shut up lah, like you're any better from me please, ee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Atleast I know that its 'any better THAN me' instead of "any better FROM me" (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: HANNAH HANNAH HANNAH HANNAH! IMY D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA. Tomorrow school! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;CHERYL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: -.- Are you sure its easy to get on my nerve ? Actually yah. But whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, very sure (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;ADEENA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: I'm back in singapore ! Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELLO! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;ADEENA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: No la. Your hair was nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, it was messymessymessy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-6559678842265765110?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/6559678842265765110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=6559678842265765110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6559678842265765110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6559678842265765110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/cheryl-shut-up-lah-like-youre-any.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-588845618190759306</id><published>2009-06-28T11:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T12:04:48.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Skbo0o6eYKI/AAAAAAAAAYI/jQApglG7EKc/s1600-h/jackson3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Skbo0o6eYKI/AAAAAAAAAYI/jQApglG7EKc/s320/jackson3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352221198209933474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the gym with Claudia the day MJ died. Carried weights, ran, cycled and do other stuff. After that we went for lunch at MacDonalds. There goes the fats we just burn D: Mommy, sisters and Grandma went shopping while I went to gym. Mommy bought for me a dress. It looks like Mrs Tan's! I commented it then Mommy was like "you know how much it cost or not?!" then I see the price tag and *gasped* Thanked her and did some other stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day! Had religious class. Same thing. The teacher treat me super nice. I don't know why but I hate it.. Class ended. Daddy and sisters fetched me. I bought that caramel bubble tea (: Then my elder sister told me about my younger sister's crappyness when I was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Younger Sister's Crappyness (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) She put her head out of the car then my Daddy purposely whine the window up then she paniced. She scolded my Dad and the same thing happened again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) She decided to 'behave' after that incident then she asked my Daddy if she can go to the playground. Daddy said no. She just went out of the car and headed towards the playground. An old man passed by her then she walked back to the car because she's scared. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The Poker Face song was played then she sang along. She was like "P-P-P-Poker face P-P-Poker Face. P-P-P-Poker face P-P-Poker Face. Michael Jackson!" Then she made a monkey face. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) She wanted to go back to the back seat then my Elder sister was like "wait, my bag" then my Daddy asked my younger sister where's her bag then she was like "McDonalds!" Then my Daddy rushed to McDonals and luckily, her bag's there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and blahblahblah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-588845618190759306?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/588845618190759306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=588845618190759306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/588845618190759306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/588845618190759306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-to-gym-with-claudia-day-mj-died.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Skbo0o6eYKI/AAAAAAAAAYI/jQApglG7EKc/s72-c/jackson3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-1910102643700908185</id><published>2009-06-25T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T19:48:29.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SkNfa7pAJZI/AAAAAAAAAYA/YBNXWZFg5r8/s1600-h/3451560560_e18f7a2377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SkNfa7pAJZI/AAAAAAAAAYA/YBNXWZFg5r8/s320/3451560560_e18f7a2377.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351225698537186706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara just wanted to go to school at 10 a.m.! First time during the holidays I wake up early (: Reached school at 10. Then Sara msged me saying that she'll be a little bit late. Grr. I started shooting first la. Shot in 100 shots already and she still haven't arrived. So went to run. Sprinted 3 rounds. Went back and Sara still haven't arrived. Shoot another 100. Reached the 50th shot and ta-da!! Sara arrived (: shoot another 50 while Sara shoot her 100. Rested then went to run. 2 rounds. Shoot again. 50 shots only. After that went to Bedok Inter, Macs. Saw Elaine Tay! (: Sara helped me order then I went back to our table when suddenly and Indian guy sat at our table. I stoned in front of him then he was like "Why?" So I told him that there's a bag there and its 'mine' (its actually Sara's) then the guy say "But the other 3 seats no one right" I stoned again then he was like "Nevermind, I understand you Singaporeans uh (blahblahblah)" I interrupted while he was 'lecturing' I was like "ya ya ya ok ok ok blahblahblah" then he left. Mwhaahaha. Sara was down there queing while laughing at me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mum's clinic after eating then waited until her clinic close. After that met Daddy and Younger Sister at TM, Burger King. Daddy bought tickets to watch Tranformers(: It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;! Mom made us rush out of the cinema because the clinic has to be opened in an hour. So yeahh. Rushed out then I got a headache );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went straight home. Changed. Then rested for a while. Resting means lieing on the bed, Adam Lamberting :D But suddenly, phone rang. Claudia called. She asked me about the picnic stuff. (I don't know anything about it!) She made me call Charlotte first -she didn't pick up- then Sharon -user busy- than Tiara -she picked up!- Help Claudia conference with Tiara. They put down then blahblahblah. Hung up then continued Adam Lambert-ing :D Then Charlotte called. I Hello-ed twice because the person doesn't sound like Charlotte (she sounded so old). Then blahblahblah. Turned on the computer and started disturbing Cheryl. Its so easy to get on her nerve (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm STARVING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So lazy to chew... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-1910102643700908185?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/1910102643700908185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=1910102643700908185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1910102643700908185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1910102643700908185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/sara-just-wanted-to-go-to-school-at-10.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SkNfa7pAJZI/AAAAAAAAAYA/YBNXWZFg5r8/s72-c/3451560560_e18f7a2377.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-5497723247014842219</id><published>2009-06-24T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:43:09.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;Nicole&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: LOL! Saw your tag reply!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;CHERYL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: Oh so now you're gonna hate me cause i didnt go to escape with ya'll ? Freak ass. Come on friday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" src="http://www.cbox.ws/smilies/1/grin.gif" alt=":D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Even though im not going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dammit you. I also don't go (: yes, I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; CHERYL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;shafeeqah ! (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: oh dear , cheer up babe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" src="http://www.cbox.ws/smilies/1/grin.gif" alt=":D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*SEE CHERYL! Feeqah soooo nice (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-5497723247014842219?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/5497723247014842219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=5497723247014842219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5497723247014842219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5497723247014842219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/nicole-lol-saw-your-tag-reply-d.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-8951844187962481743</id><published>2009-06-24T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:38:07.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SkIOB6AbJYI/AAAAAAAAAX4/nhS7Fxkl6vU/s1600-h/sakeenah+and+shafeeqah+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SkIOB6AbJYI/AAAAAAAAAX4/nhS7Fxkl6vU/s320/sakeenah+and+shafeeqah+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350854733183264130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHE's BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I just found out that Feeqah's back -.- Slow. I know. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Going back to school to train tomorrow. Cheryl just told me that there'll be no CCA. She found out because of Margarita's Facebook. Asked Maegan and she said that SAC has a blog. And that she had forgotten the blog's URL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ADAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-8951844187962481743?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/8951844187962481743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=8951844187962481743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8951844187962481743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8951844187962481743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/shes-back-i-just-found-out-that-feeqahs.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SkIOB6AbJYI/AAAAAAAAAX4/nhS7Fxkl6vU/s72-c/sakeenah+and+shafeeqah+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-1839997130646419144</id><published>2009-06-23T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:36:02.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;ADEENA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: oooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;ADEENA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: Adam's voice is the one best thing about him. He looks gay. He feels gay. He sounds gay. HAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You felt him before? Grr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;ADEENA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: My friend uses SK-II . Works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You sure or not... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" href="http://syaflovesherdiary.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;syaf&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: relink aites?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ohhkeyh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;ADEENA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: YAY. Damn funny la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA. Yeahh. The lips make me irritated!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" href="http://ohh-makeithardd.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;cheryltay!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: reeelink please(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okeoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;Nicole&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: HEY! Big news! No extension of holidays, they decided not to give. Only those who travelled will be quaratined for another week. Fxck! Not far right. pass around kay!!! love;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA. I knew that!. DAMMIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-1839997130646419144?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/1839997130646419144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=1839997130646419144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1839997130646419144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1839997130646419144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/adeena-oooo.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-2980155252680640926</id><published>2009-06-23T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:31:14.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SkDJvawRkII/AAAAAAAAAXw/-v4oy3nETao/s1600-h/Adam20Lambert20BG20Screen201280x106.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SkDJvawRkII/AAAAAAAAAXw/-v4oy3nETao/s320/Adam20Lambert20BG20Screen201280x106.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350498173788983426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Sara and Adeena today. CherylAnneVierra was suppose to follow. But NO!!!! she didn't. Went to Escape and like most of the amusement stuff is closed?!! So Boring!! Short post! Real short :D HEHEHE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE ADAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7607078695362152874-2980155252680640926?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/2980155252680640926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=2980155252680640926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/2980155252680640926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/2980155252680640926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-out-with-sara-and-adeena-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SkDJvawRkII/AAAAAAAAAXw/-v4oy3nETao/s72-c/Adam20Lambert20BG20Screen201280x106.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-868205372293280961</id><published>2009-06-23T20:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:23:57.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SkDGSvVAinI/AAAAAAAAAXo/cPSvyWxcXwc/s1600-h/Atok+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SkDGSvVAinI/AAAAAAAAAXo/cPSvyWxcXwc/s320/Atok+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350494382560676466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ooh I'm missing him again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Granddaddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MISS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;You Treating Me.&lt;br /&gt;You Going Through All The Trouble To Buy For Me The Best Nasi Lemak Ever!&lt;br /&gt;Accompanying You To The Shop.&lt;br /&gt;Scold You Evertime You Smoke.&lt;br /&gt;Help You Cut Your Nails.&lt;br /&gt;Getting On Your Bed And Complaining To You.&lt;br /&gt;You Calling Me Like...Every 15 Minutes?&lt;br /&gt;You Telling Me Your Stories About Your Cat.&lt;br /&gt;You Making Me Milo.&lt;br /&gt;The Stirring Noise When You Made Coffee For Yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Telling Me How 'Black' I Was.&lt;br /&gt;Ironing My Clothes For Me.&lt;br /&gt;Giving You A Head Massage.&lt;br /&gt;You Being So Patient With Me.&lt;br /&gt;Watching Badminton/Soccer With You.&lt;br /&gt;Waking You Up Late At Night So That You Won't Miss The Soccer Match.&lt;br /&gt;You Accompanying Me To The Toilet At Night &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;because i'm scared :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Listening To Me When I Have Problems.&lt;br /&gt;You Teasing Me Because Of My &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;horrible &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Marks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-868205372293280961?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/868205372293280961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=868205372293280961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/868205372293280961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/868205372293280961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/ooh-im-missing-him-again.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SkDGSvVAinI/AAAAAAAAAXo/cPSvyWxcXwc/s72-c/Atok+%281%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-8332999099205266525</id><published>2009-06-23T19:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:09:32.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1: Are you single- HAHA. Yes? No? ADAM! :D&lt;br /&gt;2: Are you happy- Yeahh:D&lt;br /&gt;3: Are you bored- Nahh. I have retarded Cheryl :D&lt;br /&gt;4: Are you fair- Fair as in white?? NO... D:&lt;br /&gt;5: Are you Italian- I wish I am. :D&lt;br /&gt;6: Are you intelligent- HAHA. Of course! :D&lt;br /&gt;7: Are you honest- Yeahh. Maybe. A little. I CAN'T LIE! people will somehow know...&lt;br /&gt;8: Are you nice- Depends of my mood.&lt;br /&gt;9: Are you Irish- HAHA. No.&lt;br /&gt;10: Are you Asian- Yeahh baybehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~TEN FACTS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Full Name- Nur Hannah bte Nordeen&lt;br /&gt;2: Nicenames- Hana, Banana, Adeq!:D&lt;br /&gt;3: Age: 13 D:&lt;br /&gt;4: Hair Colour- Black. &amp;amp; hoping to have a little blue :D&lt;br /&gt;5: Natural hair- Wavy.&lt;br /&gt;6: Eye colour- Black D;&lt;br /&gt;7: Birthday- 1st May 1996&lt;br /&gt;8: Mood- Adamish :D&lt;br /&gt;9. Favourite colour- green, orange, red??&lt;br /&gt;10: One favourite place you'd like to visit- Hmmm... Italy/Mexico! *foodfoodfood*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~TEN QUESTIONS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q1 disappeared! O.o&lt;br /&gt;2:Do you believe in love at the first sight- HAHA. Maybe??&lt;br /&gt;3:Do you currently have a crush- ADAM! :D&lt;br /&gt;4:Have you ever been hurt emotionally- Nahh.&lt;br /&gt;5:Have you ever broken someone heart- Everytime (:&lt;br /&gt;6:Have you ever had your heart broken- Don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;7:Have you ever liked someone but never tell them- Yeahh. ADAM! Until I meet him&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:Are you afraid of commitment- No.&lt;br /&gt;9.Who was the last person you hugged- I think it was my Mom...&lt;br /&gt;10:Who was the last person you said i love you to- Someone. Something. I forgot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~TEN THIS OR THAT~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:Love or lust- Love&lt;br /&gt;2:Hard liquor or beer- Or.&lt;br /&gt;3:Cats or dogs- Cats! Because if dogs it includes bitches...&lt;br /&gt;4. A few best friends or any regular friend- What?! I don't categories my friends...&lt;br /&gt;5:Creamy or Crunchy- Crunchy ;D&lt;br /&gt;6:Pencil or Pen- Pencil...&lt;br /&gt;7:Wild night out or romantic night in- WILD NIGHT!! (:&lt;br /&gt;8:Money or Happiness- Money. Because money can give you happiness! :D&lt;br /&gt;9.Day or night- Night.&lt;br /&gt;10. IM or phone- Phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~TEN HAVE YOU EVER~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Been caught sneaking out- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;2. Seen a polar bear- Yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;3. Done something you regret- Hmm... yeahh. Somehow...&lt;br /&gt;4. Bungee jumped- No! I hate the feeling...&lt;br /&gt;5. Eaten food that fell on the floor- NO!&lt;br /&gt;6. Finished an entire jaw breaker- HAHA. Yeahh baybehh&lt;br /&gt;7. Ever been caught naked- HAHA. No.&lt;br /&gt;8. Wanted an ex bf/gf back- Hmmm. Nahh.&lt;br /&gt;9. Cried because you lost your pet- Yes, surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;10. Wanted to disappear into the crowd- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~TEN PREFERENCES IN A PARTNER~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Smile or eyes- Eyes!&lt;br /&gt;2. Light or dark hair- Dark&lt;br /&gt;3. Hugs or kisses- hmm....&lt;br /&gt;4. Shorter or taller- Average.&lt;br /&gt;5. Intelligence or attraction- Both!&lt;br /&gt;6. Topman or Zara- Topman!&lt;br /&gt;7. Funny or serious- Funny! :D&lt;br /&gt;8. Older or younger- Older?&lt;br /&gt;9. Outgoing or quiet- OUTGOING! :D&lt;br /&gt;10. Sweet or bad- Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~TEN HAVE YOU'S~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ever performed in front of a large crowd- Obviously??&lt;br /&gt;2. Ever talked on the phone for longer than an hour- Yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ever tried walking on your hands- Yeahh. HAHA. The teacher told us to try!&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever been to a rock concert- I think soo...&lt;br /&gt;5. Ever been on a cheerleading team- HAHAHA. No.&lt;br /&gt;6. Ever been on a dance team- I think sooo. It didn't work out...&lt;br /&gt;7. Ever been on a sports team- Yeahh&lt;br /&gt;8. Ever been in a drama play/production- Yeahh :D&lt;br /&gt;9. Ever own a BMW, Mercedes Benz or Bently- HAHA. No. I haven't even own a driving licence!&lt;br /&gt;10. Ever been on a rap video? HAHA. I wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~TEN LASTS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last phone call you made- Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;2. Last person you hugged- ME! :D&lt;br /&gt;3. Last person you hung out with- Sara, Syara, Nareena and Syara's sister.&lt;br /&gt;4. Last time you worked- For?&lt;br /&gt;5. Last person you talked to- Elder sister...&lt;br /&gt;6. Last person you IM- CherylAnneVierra!&lt;br /&gt;7. Last person you texted- Charlotte!&lt;br /&gt;8. Last person(s) you went to the movies with- Haidah&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;9. Last person/thing you missed- NurNikkiTiaraBteHomaili!!&lt;br /&gt;10. Last website you visited- Adam's Official&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-8332999099205266525?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/8332999099205266525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=8332999099205266525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8332999099205266525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8332999099205266525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/1-are-you-single-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-2988163257401201787</id><published>2009-06-22T13:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T13:32:13.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHOUT OUT TO DEAREST ADEENA(!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I watched the video. and GOD! it was nasty....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="290"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hb_fwrtiwhY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hb_fwrtiwhY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-2988163257401201787?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/2988163257401201787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=2988163257401201787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/2988163257401201787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/2988163257401201787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/shout-out-to-dearest-adeena-i-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-766715320630908075</id><published>2009-06-22T13:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T13:14:11.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sj8P-OubDOI/AAAAAAAAAXg/uD6yz__Wyd0/s1600-h/h1n1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sj8P-OubDOI/AAAAAAAAAXg/uD6yz__Wyd0/s320/h1n1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350012444118551778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VOTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;www.channelnewsasia.com/singapore/index.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Received a message which that encourage us to vote for longer holiday! :D. YAYAHH! So I voted (: The other options only have like 7% for via internet and 3% to go back to school as usual. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went of with godparents yesterday! FunFunFun. Gave Kakak Titi her present. I made her opened it. She gave a pillow then she sew my name on it and a pocket whereby I can put photos in it :D It was pretty. And I didn't know that she can sew soo well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Adam saw the video of the kid watching his performance and kissing the screen. It was soo cute. "Adam! Adam!" *then kiss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been using the computer lately. Have to catch up with the episodes! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; younger sister got Hannah Montana stuffs. Then I was doddling on Hannah Montana's face when my younger sister scream like no mother. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out with Sara tomorrow!! :D. Going Escape. The last time I went there was with Mdm Aishah and the rest of 6 Carnation♥!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-766715320630908075?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/766715320630908075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=766715320630908075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/766715320630908075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/766715320630908075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/vote-www.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sj8P-OubDOI/AAAAAAAAAXg/uD6yz__Wyd0/s72-c/h1n1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-5135217776057312470</id><published>2009-06-20T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:55:56.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;cheryltay!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: hello! here to tagg(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEYY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;zann&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: hello. long time no seee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA. Maybe it's because we're in different schools :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;ADEENA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: Jealous!?! HAHA. The gay story was funny. With the spirits wandering and all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" src="http://www.cbox.ws/smilies/1/grin.gif" alt=":D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Atleast he got nominated for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOTTEST BACHELOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;VERONICA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: HANNAH BANANA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELLO RONNIE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: I WAS TALKING ABOUT KRIS ALLEN IS ATTATCHED LUHR. lol. AND SO WHAT IF ADAM IS ATTATCHED WITH A GAY HUH HUH HUH? ALL IT MATTERS IS HE IS HAWT AND IS HANNAH'S DEAREST BOYFRIEND! :p HANNAH SIDES ME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" src="http://www.cbox.ws/smilies/1/tongue.gif" alt=":P" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHAHA. YEAHH BAYBEHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: pssstt, i gotto tell you guys, the kris allen fans, KRIS IS UNHOT AND IS UGLY AND IS NOT NOT NOT HOT! TAKE THAT SUCKERS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" src="http://www.cbox.ws/smilies/1/grin.gif" alt=":D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; hannah, im on your side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" src="http://www.cbox.ws/smilies/1/smile.gif" alt=":)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA. BEAT THAT PEOPLE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-5135217776057312470?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/5135217776057312470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=5135217776057312470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5135217776057312470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5135217776057312470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/cheryltay-hello-here-to-tagg-heyy-zann.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-4737999426704416808</id><published>2009-06-20T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:51:49.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SjznZLJdU8I/AAAAAAAAAXY/Iz5Ll0yJZkU/s1600-h/94124_adam-lambert-may-20-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SjznZLJdU8I/AAAAAAAAAXY/Iz5Ll0yJZkU/s320/94124_adam-lambert-may-20-2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349404877084513218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ADAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ADAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ADAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Cut my hair yesterday! :D. I told Vanny to NOT cut bangs anymore. Then she just snipped my hair and there you go... BANGS! Grrr. but I cut jaggered(: Just like _ _ _ _ ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner after that. Saw Burger King then just entered and EAT! The food was pathetic... And bought for my Godsister her birthday present. Atlast! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a family formal stuff again just now. I learnt how to pack stuff! :D. My aunt taught me. HAHA. It was fun. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Nawirah allowed meddle with her phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAVE TO GO OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;TORTURE! Holiday is soo boring when you have nothing to do! Have to go out!! And hoping that the 1 week of extra holiday will not happen. Unless I have plans and school will get in my way. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-4737999426704416808?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/4737999426704416808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=4737999426704416808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4737999426704416808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4737999426704416808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/adam-adam-adam-cut-my-hair-yesterday-d.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SjznZLJdU8I/AAAAAAAAAXY/Iz5Ll0yJZkU/s72-c/94124_adam-lambert-may-20-2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-1250302154961793495</id><published>2009-06-18T11:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:40:17.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: EH EH! what ahlian wannabe huh? im not ahlian okay! (: you leh? minah! yah la yah lah. show off only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" src="http://www.cbox.ws/smilies/1/grin.gif" alt=":D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; LOL. curse you two break up ah? (: LOLOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Ehh. Where I got minah. Grr. You take photo like ahlian whatt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;CHERYL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: Adam.Is.Gay.Face.It. GOSH, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, ADAM HERE ADAM THERE, OHMYGOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CHERYL.IS.JEALOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;ADEENA: Omg. Cheryl High Five . I told her the Gay story. But she still likes him -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;You soo didn't tell me the story. I knew it already. BAHH.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;ADEENA.IS.JEALOUS.2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: HEY! CHERYL AND ADEENA! ADAM LAMBERT IS NOT GAY OKAY! HE IS 100% HOT! HOTTER THAN THAT UNHOT KRIS ALLEN. FYI, HE IS ATTATCHED! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" src="http://www.cbox.ws/smilies/1/tongue.gif" alt=":P" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; losers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;HAHA. WOOHOO! Go Belle. Pssst. Of course he's attached. to a gay la. The gay partner very ugly I tell you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-1250302154961793495?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/1250302154961793495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=1250302154961793495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1250302154961793495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1250302154961793495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/belle-eh-eh-what-ahlian-wannabe-huh-im.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-1635944695900657455</id><published>2009-06-18T11:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:36:21.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was suppose to go out with Sara yesterday. But attended the training instead. Woke up early yesterday. At 9! So did my stuffs then at like 1:10 Pristina called me. She asked me what time I'm coming. She also added that she's already there. So I made my way to school also uhh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached. The security guard was like "GIRL!". Shocked me la. Went up to him then he was like "take temperature" *oooh*. Cleaned the cage!. Found a netball tee in the cage. A bag full of the cold spray thingy and alot of tape. Then the bibs all very smelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seniors came. Naomi Lee look like some bitch la. HAHA. Her new rebounded bangs haircut. Pearlyn received a message then she asked me to call the person. I called then the person's voice was very funny la. So mousey voice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiara got us to seat in a circle then she was to play than Bang Bang Chucky Chucky game. Pearly whispered to me to go and shoot with her. Got up then Tiara was like Ehehehe-ing. Her voice very funny. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shootshootshoot. Then ran to the primary school side to play. I shoot using my old pole&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt;Then we saw the vending machine so ran back to take our wallets to buy the drink. After that we played some MRT game. Then changed place and played the game again. I unfortunately had to seat beside Charlotte. She hit me like no mother. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAIN&lt;/span&gt;! But it was fun! :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;belated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;BIRTHDAY KAKAK TITI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You're 16!&lt;br /&gt;So.Old.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. No such name as Titi. Her name is actually Siti Nurhaidah. Call her Siti. But I can't pronounce it properly. So I call her Titi. Like how I call Tiara -Tiarwa. and Sharon -Sharwron. &amp;amp; how I pronounce monkey in malay very very weirdly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&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/7607078695362152874-1635944695900657455?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/1635944695900657455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=1635944695900657455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1635944695900657455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1635944695900657455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/was-suppose-to-go-out-with-sara.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-1886989503315740736</id><published>2009-06-16T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:24:42.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;ADEENA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Yo . Adam . Still ? God .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Yes, still. Grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;CHERYL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: OH JUST SHUT UP ALREADY, GEEZ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" src="http://www.cbox.ws/smilies/1/sad.gif" alt=":(" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Ok la. I'm NICE! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: ILY NUR HANNAH! D: MISS YOU SOOO MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA. I know that :P. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-1886989503315740736?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/1886989503315740736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=1886989503315740736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1886989503315740736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1886989503315740736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/adeena-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-8302630936875251807</id><published>2009-06-16T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:22:23.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SjeHnAqF9AI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/8JPRODau-9I/s1600-h/adamlambert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SjeHnAqF9AI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/8JPRODau-9I/s320/adamlambert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347892186786952194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to school for self train tomorrow. With &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pristina&lt;/span&gt;! After that have to go to TM for my haricut. Then I can go meet Adeena because she badly wants to meet me (: Ok, I'm exaggerating... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HANNAH ALMIGHTY &lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, can't wait for tomorrow (: Hope the stylist is free. Can't like make an appointment because my elder sister just won't make the appointment because she's not the one having the haircut. Selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and Adam got 2 nominations for the teen choice award! (: (Male Reality/Variety Star and Male Choice Red Carpet Icon) VOTED! :D the Teen Choice Awards will be on FOX, Monday, August 10th at 8pm. and I can't watch it! Because I don't have the darn channel! Dammit. But can always watch the Encore on the web (: Smart Hannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godsister's birthday is tomorrow! And I haven't buy anything for her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Must&lt;/span&gt; find something. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;soon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-8302630936875251807?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/8302630936875251807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=8302630936875251807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8302630936875251807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8302630936875251807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/awesome-going-to-school-for-self-train.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SjeHnAqF9AI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/8JPRODau-9I/s72-c/adamlambert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-5966433345729722702</id><published>2009-06-15T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:32:05.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Nawirah: HELLO LOSER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grr...&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL:&lt;/span&gt;O: , hahaha im so much better now lah, anyway thanks/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. ok??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;VERONICA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;Keisha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: Hi ! i miss you! hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss you too girl! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;CHERYL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: Oi, shut up lah okay ? Just shut up. If she liked me, PIGS WILL FLY. LITERALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gosh! you totally blew it! I didn't even say that it was a SHE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;Nicole&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;: Hannah! Ur blog is totally full of adam! UGh! AHAHA And please DONT put my surname for ur link! So ugly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;O&gt;O JEALOUS! There's a lot of Nicole! And you didn't even invite me to your blog la please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-5966433345729722702?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/5966433345729722702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=5966433345729722702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5966433345729722702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5966433345729722702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/replies-nawirah-hello-loser.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-980421754761651150</id><published>2009-06-15T14:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T14:46:39.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SjXs1XnO48I/AAAAAAAAAXI/bf0Z5YYplQw/s1600-h/42104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SjXs1XnO48I/AAAAAAAAAXI/bf0Z5YYplQw/s320/42104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347440534188123074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see Adam's signature! woohoo! (: I soo want to meet him! &lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt;Suppose to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt;go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt;the gym today but Claudia and Sara last minute cannot go ): And last night my aunt called. My uncle died. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied Younger Sister watch Chicken Little (because she's scared) early in the morning. Grr. Cheryl wake up very early la. Early in the morning received a message from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pssst. Cheryl. I think R _ _ _ _ L likes you?? Mwhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 More days to Godsister's Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt;I still haven't buy anything for her. Have to shop soon! Shall bring Mommy along so I don't need to use my money (: Smart Hannah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-980421754761651150?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/980421754761651150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=980421754761651150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/980421754761651150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/980421754761651150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-see-adams-signature-woohoo-i-soo-want.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SjXs1XnO48I/AAAAAAAAAXI/bf0Z5YYplQw/s72-c/42104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-6107560710081254011</id><published>2009-06-14T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:35:42.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SjSwaU5agdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/kV6LO8wbs4I/s1600-h/AdamLambert-Iloveyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SjSwaU5agdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/kV6LO8wbs4I/s320/AdamLambert-Iloveyou.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347092623928230354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up so early today! Bathed. Ate breakfast. Watched DVD. Watched more DVDs. Checked phone. Cheryl Cheryl Cheryl. Replied her. 'Slacked' on my bed for awhile. Got bored so turned on the computer (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ditched Mommy. :D . Mwahahaha. Elder sister had to follow Mommy instead. My throat is killing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHEER UP CHERYL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bored&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;om at home! Can't wait for tomorrow (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERONICA, YOU HAVE TO COME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-6107560710081254011?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/6107560710081254011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=6107560710081254011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6107560710081254011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6107560710081254011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/woke-up-so-early-today-bathed.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SjSwaU5agdI/AAAAAAAAAXA/kV6LO8wbs4I/s72-c/AdamLambert-Iloveyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-8152054449152818796</id><published>2009-06-13T16:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T16:59:19.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SjNlNIqVNcI/AAAAAAAAAW4/vnQPlOv10wg/s1600-h/1_874849217l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SjNlNIqVNcI/AAAAAAAAAW4/vnQPlOv10wg/s320/1_874849217l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346728458956649922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 More Days To&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kakak Siti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s 16th Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Godsister's birthday in 4 Days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents + Younger sister went to Johor with Godparents today. I didn't follow because my Elder sister didn't follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried hinting my Mom to buy for me something before she left. Hope it worked :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the gm on Monday with Sara and Claudia. :D. Can't wait. Planning to go for dinner after that. :D. Daddy ALMOST wanted to tag along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently hating the holidays. I would rather go for Bridging than being stuck at home doing nothing. This is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;torture&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADEENA: HAHA. Of course it is! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE ♥: I'm half way thru the revenge thingy ok!! YES! truetrue :D ADAM♥!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERONICA.: Alrights (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE ♥: HAHA. Ohkeyhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syafiqah: okeoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: grr. You un-appreciating child ! Grr. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADEENA: Ohkeyh. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-8152054449152818796?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/8152054449152818796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=8152054449152818796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8152054449152818796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8152054449152818796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/4-more-days-to-kakak-siti-s-16th.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SjNlNIqVNcI/AAAAAAAAAW4/vnQPlOv10wg/s72-c/1_874849217l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-8124469389337420403</id><published>2009-06-10T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:34:53.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How much of your teenage life have you messed up ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten detention&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten your phone taken away in class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten suspended.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten caught chewing gum.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten caught cheating on a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Arrived late to class more than 5 times&lt;br /&gt;[x] Didn’t do homework over 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Turned at least 3 projects in late&lt;br /&gt;[x] Missed school cause you felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Laughed so loud you got kicked out of class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total (cumulative): 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Got your mom / dad etc. to get you out of school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Texted people during class.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Passed notes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Threw stuff across the room.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Laughed at the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total (cumulative): 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pulled down the fire alarm&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went on myspace , facebook , xanga , etc. on the computer at school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Took pictures during school hours&lt;br /&gt;[x] Called someone during school hours.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Listened to an iPod , CD , etc. during class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total (cumulative): 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Threw something at the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went outside the classroom without permission.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Broke the dress code.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Failed a test.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ate food during class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total (cumulative): 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten a call from school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Couldn’t go on a field trip cause you behaved badly.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Didn’t take your stuff to school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten a detention and didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Stuck up your middle finger at a teacher when they were not looking.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cursed during class loud enough so the teacher could hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total : 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Faked your parents signature&lt;br /&gt;[x] Slept in class.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cursed a teacher in his/her face.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Copied homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All total :26&lt;br /&gt;Multiply by 3: 78%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE.IN.MY.LINKS.MUST.DO.THIS :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-8124469389337420403?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/8124469389337420403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=8124469389337420403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8124469389337420403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8124469389337420403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-much-of-your-teenage-life-have-you.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-7248355244409662127</id><published>2009-06-10T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:04:05.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Si-lm5DIp6I/AAAAAAAAAWo/YodaAtBYm5s/s1600-h/Adam%21%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Si-lm5DIp6I/AAAAAAAAAWo/YodaAtBYm5s/s320/Adam%21%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345673370279651234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam is confirmed gay but I don't care! Mwhahah. Nicole was like telling Sara and I that. Then we were like "So," Busted sia Nicole. Don't know what to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the second last day of Bridging! Yahoo. Went to Lydia's house after that. Brenda is super cute! Went to the Mini Mart nearby. Treated Brenda. She's so cute la. Bryan is so HORNY! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left her house then bussed to Pasir Ris interchange. Trained to Bedok then cabbed to school. Reached school. Filled up tumbler. Went back to the Netball place. Saw Seana talking on the phone. Knew that it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zack&lt;/span&gt;. So started &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kacau&lt;/span&gt;-ing her :D. HAHA. Best! Was about to corner her then Charlotte appeared out of no where. She just won't let go of my tee. Started begging. I said Please. Atlast she let go. Wasn't to late to tease Seana! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner after Netball with Sara and Nicole. Met Elder Sister then Mommy and Daddy fetched us from where we were. Was in the car when I started speaking Bahasa Melayu (: I was proud of myself. But Mommy,Daddy and Elder Sister ended up laughing at me. Soon, HOME SWEET HOME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-7248355244409662127?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/7248355244409662127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=7248355244409662127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7248355244409662127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7248355244409662127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/adam-is-confirmed-gay-but-i-dont-care.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Si-lm5DIp6I/AAAAAAAAAWo/YodaAtBYm5s/s72-c/Adam%21%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-8412651496241060755</id><published>2009-06-08T19:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T19:41:49.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SizxtsaXcTI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Jfohqcf1htg/s1600-h/DSC00724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SizxtsaXcTI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Jfohqcf1htg/s320/DSC00724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344912625100091698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Bridging again today. After Bridging went to accompany Naimi. After that we left for Bedok Inter for lunch. We just boarded the bus when 2 Ah Bengs were like staring at Maegan. Maegan was SMILING. Cheeky. Reached Bedok Inter and decided to eat at Macs :S . Since we didn't eat there for soo long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate then went to Skatepark :D. This time, no one fell. :D. Shafeeqah was being extra careful. Maegan started BLASTING her songs. While Shafeeqah was like doing some actions that express the lyrics. Very funny! But didn't take a video though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to Bedok Inter with Cheryl, Shafeeqah and Nicole when it started getting HOT! Saw Sara there! Alone. So went to school with her. :D. She was like SUPER DE DUPER loud in the bus! Louder than me. HAHA. Had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alighted in front of the school. Cheryl and Shafeeqah went to Library but went back down because the Library was closed. Saw Charlotte's daughter then she was asking us why was the Netball cage next to theirs. HOW I KNOW?! Stupid sia. Don't want it to be next to yours then move it la. While telling me that she was like pressing my finger. But it didn't hurt. Mwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to the canteen after that conversation. Naimi came and sat next to me. I was like "Naimi, your hair look like Pepet hair" then she was like "Oh" and started asking others if their Pepet hair look like her hair. Then Adeline was like "HUH?" Naimi say "EHH. no. Your Pepet hair straight because your hair straight" Then she started her crap agin. Suddenly this stupid Cheryl beat me. Then I scream uhh. Sara was like "WAHH! Hannah I first time hear you scream lehh" Then Cheryl quickly grabbed my bag and went far far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, she came near me then I grabbed my bag for her then my bag string hit Naimi then Belle started laughing and hit Naimi's tight. WAHH! the sound very loud siaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat near St' Mag. Then Nicole and Cheryl were like telling Sara and I how scary Pearlyn look. We agreed. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Netball. Before that Claudia, Seana, Sara and I were like finding someone who wants to do hair extention for FREE because Claudia wants to 'test it out'. But no one wants to do it. (for FREE somemore lehh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked Charlotte then she was like "for what??!!!" then Claudia explain to her. Then she was like "nonono" (something like that) Then she do the hand thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Valerie! Sat with her. Chat with Cheryl awhile then Cheryl wanted to go to the toilet. Accompanied her then was like near the bookshop when I saw Coach. Then I told Sara. We RAN!! Claudia still can wait for her bread. -.-" I was running like one mad cow la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Netball started then the beginnig of the training was HARDCORE! But it started to get lighter towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why are you soo mean? She left your life. Move on. &lt;/span&gt;- Annoying people. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;ADEENA&lt;/b&gt;: Gosh! Don't care about Grammar now. Only when doing Paperwork then care okk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;ADEENA&lt;/b&gt;: HAHA. Yeahh. Awesome?? I think my name's the Awesome-est!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;AISHAHHH! :]&lt;/b&gt;: I know. I realised that after replying you. No you're not awesome! If you're awesome then the world's going to end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE ♥: NAhh. I only play PERFECT candid. :D. Yes, REVENGE! MWAHAHAHAHAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;CHERYL&lt;/b&gt;: I don't think you smacked me today... YES! Very funny :D i'm loving it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-8412651496241060755?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/8412651496241060755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=8412651496241060755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8412651496241060755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8412651496241060755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/had-bridging-again-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SizxtsaXcTI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Jfohqcf1htg/s72-c/DSC00724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-2254601615098493310</id><published>2009-06-07T10:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:56:39.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SislGs2JbDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/pQaJjBao-J8/s1600-h/Candid+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SislGs2JbDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/pQaJjBao-J8/s320/Candid+%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344406179852938290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sisk_KiclkI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/l7v3pmgQtPQ/s1600-h/Candid+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sisk_KiclkI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/l7v3pmgQtPQ/s320/Candid+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344406050384418370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sisk5sw-MpI/AAAAAAAAAWI/nye8cZi6Wk0/s1600-h/Candid+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sisk5sw-MpI/AAAAAAAAAWI/nye8cZi6Wk0/s320/Candid+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344405956492931730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Siskzkk0QOI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gXSeNEsDo5Q/s1600-h/Candid+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Siskzkk0QOI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gXSeNEsDo5Q/s320/Candid+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344405851215249634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like viewing Belle blog then she actually posted the candid photos she took on Friday! Grr. Shall get revenge!! Mwahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shafeeqah is still crazy about Edwin. Cheryl &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST&lt;/span&gt; watched Night At the Museum 2! Mwahahah. I watched it before you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;writing random stuff because I'm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BORED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Planning to watch Hannah Montana The Movie this Tuesday :D. Keisha watched it 5 times in a row! (at the theatre!!) Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. So, elder sister bought a DBSK poster. Junsu looked weird. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-2254601615098493310?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/2254601615098493310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=2254601615098493310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/2254601615098493310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/2254601615098493310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-like-viewing-belle-blog-then-she.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SislGs2JbDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/pQaJjBao-J8/s72-c/Candid+%284%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-6060754547568568400</id><published>2009-06-06T18:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T19:23:36.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Running out of photos! Gosh! Juey cut her fridge. Why?! And that Erin girl is now an Ah Lian. She was so innocent. - As what Lydia say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school for Bridging yesterday. Was on my way up when Seana 'chased' after me. So had to sit in front of the Hall in stead of going to the 1/2 classroom. There was like a cat (a fat one) there. 'Sayanged' it then realised that it was having its period. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, had to assemble. The teacher gave us the "dont be late' lecture again. Annoying. Had to do the Braingym again. This time, without music. That day she played Poker Face and the song ended when we were halfway doing the Braingym thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied Naimi eat lunch at  the Cafe before she go for English. After that we did our operation (ODM) HAHA. Then went to bdk inter. Ate at KFC again. Only ordered cheesefries because was still full from the food I ate at the Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to skatepark after that. Then Shafeeqah fell. TWICE! &amp;amp; she was the one laughing. Phhffftt. Played catching for like 15minutes?? Then wentt to buy water to wash Feeqah's wound. I pour the water on her wound. It hurts so much that it made her cry. OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to que up for bus 17. Feeqah's face was still so red. Bellewas so random. She suddenly told me that Margarita pierced. Bus came! Then something happened. Board the bus then when we reach SAC alot of seniors board the bus so Cheryl also alighted with us. Waited for the next bus with her. It was soo long!!! Atlast I lended her 10 bucks and ask her to take taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school. Filled up tumbler. Then went back to Sunken Foryer to meet Najiba. Najiba haven't eaten yet so went to the bubbletea shop. Najiba was like telling me to keep my hair long and wait for her hair to grow longer too and she wanted me to cut same haircut as her. Was reaching the bubbletea shop when we saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt; then one of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt; was like "You cheat my feelings!!" Then Lydia and I started imitating &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA. Fun! Then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; turned to us like want to find problem like that but we didn't care. Mwahahaha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOSER&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went back to school then Lydia went for Puercussion. Nicole went for Basketball. I went for Netball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was sitting down talking when I was Nazeerawr walking into school. In red! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got annoyed by people telling me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;. So, I asked personally. Nothing wrong what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Netball called Nazira then talked for awhile then had to put down the phone. -Mommy bad mood D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently watching American got talent. Gosh! The last performance I was watching was a pain in the eye!! -Just like looking at Shannen. Mwhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nazira is making me choose song for her to Karaoke. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADEENA: I know you do :P. Perasan. I know. HAHA. Okeoke. Soon. After I cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE ;D: Grr. Will get my revenge!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: Not as much as you do, Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: I don't. LOSER! :P Mwahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AISHAHHH!: WTF?? You're soo random. Since when did we ever had a conversation about Paperchase??!! HAHA. Dream on la please ehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole=D : Oohhkeyh. Check your msn yeahh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAZIRA: HAHA. Hello!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-6060754547568568400?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/6060754547568568400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=6060754547568568400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6060754547568568400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6060754547568568400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/running-out-of-photos-gosh-juey-cut-her.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-1366319912094188470</id><published>2009-06-03T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:16:53.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quiz from Cheryl. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;If you've got 10-20 "x", you're in SAC only cos you had no choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;If you've got 20-35 "x", you're on your way to becoming a proper SACian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;If you've got 35-50 "x", CONGRATULATIONS! You're a TRUE BLUE SACIAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;We're loud and proud of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You roll/alter your skirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You scream/squeal at the littlest things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You look at your reflection at every opportunity you get (e.g:windows, Comp Lab 4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[ ] You duck/scream when insects fly into the classroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You don't respond to prayers during morning assembly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You get your friends to let you cut their queue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[ ] You tie a french-plait to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You know what the "fish tank" is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You know what the "dark toilet" is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You think Ms. Martens is the coolest Principal ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[ ] You spend your lesson chasing the wasp/bee/butterfly/whatever, out the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[ ] You tie a bun to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You take toilet paper from the teachers' toilets when ours are out of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[ ] You love Paperchase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[ ] You jaywalk to school when you're late and get caught.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love taking pictures during/in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You sit on the floor around the Cafe during recess although there are tables provided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[ ] You get stalked by creepy sec 1s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You sit in the most unlady-like manner in class or practically anywhere else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[ ] You carry Jansport/ Yakpak/Dickies bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] Online shopping is 2nd nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[ ] You love wearing highwaisted shorts/ skirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] Topshop, Zara, Pull &amp;amp; Bear, Forever 21, basically Vivo, is your second home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x]You have received/written unneccessary, nonsensical post-it notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[ ] When people call you a bimbo, you shriek out in denial... but then admit it later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You make nametags without your name on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You don't wear your SCHOOL shorts underneath your skirt. (Boxers, fbts etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[ ] You camwhore at any possible moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[] You go to either OLPS, Holy Family or Holy Trinity. (If you're Catholic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[ ] You take bus 17 to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You like getting a bubble tea after school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] After Term 2, you've been asked by teachers to do Mind Maps in class ALL. THE. TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You love doodling on yourself or your friends. (Heck, they're your drawing pads)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] Bangs, bobs, pobs... enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You take out your nametag after school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[ ] You know who Christabelle Ho/Claudia Tan are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You've painted your own table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You have more than 3 coloured pens/markers in your pencil case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You sleep during CMECS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You don't know what our school values are. Or our Mission. Or our Motto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[ ] You know what La Passion or Swirl of Sensations is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You enjoy singing random songs with friends. Loudly and as off-pitch as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You write song lyrics in your diaries/notebooks/student companions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You're willing to waste your time doing this note, cos it says SACian in the title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You'll probably get more friends to do this later on too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] The school song is WAY too high-pitched for you to follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You enjoy being sarcastic to anyone. Even your BFFFFFF for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[x] You. Speak. English.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-1366319912094188470?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/1366319912094188470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=1366319912094188470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1366319912094188470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1366319912094188470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/quiz-from-cheryl.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-4607793085744013537</id><published>2009-06-03T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T20:26:48.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SiZiUsXXqBI/AAAAAAAAAV4/ASGlaeYoZPE/s1600-h/soamsung+ultra+touch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 78px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SiZiUsXXqBI/AAAAAAAAAV4/ASGlaeYoZPE/s320/soamsung+ultra+touch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343066115567757330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister got a Samsung Ultra Touch phone she've always wanted! Yay her! HAHA. She's happy living with it. Its super cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting my bursary tomorrow (: Then can spend it all :D Sadly, Godsister ain't getting the bursary this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the Bridging thing today. I don't have to go for English!! HAHA. Only had to go for Maths and I had. Just HAD to sit next to this girl I think her name is Sarah ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had to take one table and use it for the time being. I just so happen to take this one really BRIGHT table. There was 'Sofia K' on it... and FLOWERS. Set the table where it was suppose to bet then Seana was like Charlotte. I turned around. Then she was like Charlotte just past by and I think she was laughing. Turn around then was like falling asleep. so took out my sweet then started eating. Miss Pua didn't even scold me :D So I started taking out my phone. Claudia Sim was msging me like no mother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had break!!&lt;br /&gt;Was shooting with Claudia and Seana.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't get the ball in when I'm near the pole.&lt;br /&gt;ANNOYING!!&lt;br /&gt;Ughh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After break we have English. But I done have to go :D So went to watch Horror movie trailers with Chery, Sara, Shafeeqah, Maegan, Lydia, Denise Ng, Belle and others. Belle got so scared and she was all over me and sratched me. Pain!! Hurt! Sorrow!! HAHA :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that had netball! Played game. Couldn't even shoot when I was near the pole. AHH. SOO STUPID. SOO LOUSY, ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home. Bathed. KFC for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAZIRA: Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: Of course you do! It is YOUR instrument..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hidayah: can't relink! You never put your link!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikii: Alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nawirah: Of course it is! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NURUL: ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Keisha♥&lt;/b&gt;: HAHA. AHH Paisei Paisei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-4607793085744013537?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/4607793085744013537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=4607793085744013537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4607793085744013537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4607793085744013537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-sister-got-samsung-ultra-touch-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SiZiUsXXqBI/AAAAAAAAAV4/ASGlaeYoZPE/s72-c/soamsung+ultra+touch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-6789469700323558920</id><published>2009-05-31T17:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:51:53.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>posting the second time in a day.&lt;br /&gt;Just found out something&lt;br /&gt;School &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THERE&lt;/span&gt; ain't easy.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Charlotte is right.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should listen to her.&lt;br /&gt;Should I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; called.&lt;br /&gt;Told me what happened to her there.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid person.&lt;br /&gt;Why do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you see joy or happiness in other people's pain and hardships??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-6789469700323558920?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/6789469700323558920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=6789469700323558920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6789469700323558920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6789469700323558920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/posting-second-time-in-day.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-3929388842798659056</id><published>2009-05-31T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:28:23.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SiJJ_QuzOXI/AAAAAAAAAVw/gzpDh5jF_6g/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SiJJ_QuzOXI/AAAAAAAAAVw/gzpDh5jF_6g/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341913459186678130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched Suite like on deck. Cheryl got me addicted to it!! Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fasting today. Had to pay Back they days I didn't fast last year :P Pizza Hut for break fast :D. YUMMY! HAHA. Fasting tomorrow too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dental check up on Tuesday! D: Also have the thingy thing thing at school. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Cheryl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know how a Euphonium looks like already!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HAHA. Was talking about it on the phone yesterday. And Cheryl heard the quarrel with my Mom. Grr. Now she makes fun of it. Grr Grr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOREDOM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to break fast. Pizza, Here I Come!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied Granny to Mom's clinic this morning. Halil is super cute! HAHA. He reminds me of me when I was young...-ER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elder sister is back from camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;actually I kinda like it having her at home... NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning on How to spend my bursary money :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Buy THAT&lt;br /&gt;2) Watch Hannah Montana movie with Cheryl, Feeqah, etc.&lt;br /&gt;3) Buy another crumpler(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There rest of the money just MAYBE I'll save :D. Surprising ae!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: HAHA. Yeah. Just didn't want to tell you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keisha♥: HAHA. yes, yes, very special because YOU gave the name?? HAHA like what you always say: "Mine is always better"(blahblahblah)... i think you said that, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AISHAHHH!:HAHA. Heyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-3929388842798659056?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/3929388842798659056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=3929388842798659056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3929388842798659056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3929388842798659056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-watched-suite-like-on-deck.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SiJJ_QuzOXI/AAAAAAAAAVw/gzpDh5jF_6g/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-5932707255701244400</id><published>2009-05-29T16:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T17:01:05.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Might be going there for trials again. Should I go? Asked Charlotte that day. She said no. But didn't tell her what's the trial. Muahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Parents-Teacher's meeting yesterday. Daddy was like praising Cheryl because she behave in front of her Mom when she was actually helping her Mom with the survey?? So yeahh Daddy was bragging about it. And I fail Geography. So? I told you I HATE GEOGRAPHY. No interest in that subject. Hmph. Only Mommy understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl called when I was changing?? So yeah, talked to her while changing :P HAHA. Then accidentally end the call. OOPS! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ELDER SISTER HAVING NPCC CAMP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now getting ready to watch the Monster vs. Aliens 3D because younger sister's birthday is tomorrow. Mommy say that she's also going to find me the netball Granddaddy promised to buy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D : ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE: okeoke. I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claire: Claire... hmmm Claire Neo?? HEY-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADEENA: HAHA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Keisha♥&lt;/b&gt;: they're called Adison when together, Keisha. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: :P Sorry, Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till: HEY! YEAHH!!! He rocks hardcore!!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-5932707255701244400?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/5932707255701244400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=5932707255701244400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5932707255701244400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5932707255701244400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/might-be-going-there-for-trials-again.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-1751142547951968016</id><published>2009-05-27T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:36:05.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHHHHH NOOOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my thumbdrive!!&lt;br /&gt;AHHH&lt;br /&gt;Just buy....&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;Mom didn't even care uh&lt;br /&gt;4GB somemore.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Hope to find it tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-1751142547951968016?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/1751142547951968016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=1751142547951968016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1751142547951968016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1751142547951968016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/ohhhhh-noooo-i-lost-my-thumbdrive-ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-8352551485302649316</id><published>2009-05-27T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:14:22.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sh03o-iDnzI/AAAAAAAAAVo/OT05bKI2EMw/s1600-h/Adison%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sh03o-iDnzI/AAAAAAAAAVo/OT05bKI2EMw/s320/Adison%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340485910251413298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So cute.. HAHA. PONNED SCHOOL YESTERDAY!. Told Mom before waking up then Daddy came. questioned me then allowed me to ponned (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was swaveboarding at 1/2 this morning. Thanks Cheryl :D At last I know how to turn (: Mom just won't allow me to have a swaveboard say this la that la. Excuses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the Cyber wellness thingy. Then a talk in the hall. Shalika, Joey and I wanted to escape but decided not tol. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VP gave a talk. Then at the end this Shannen was singing then I gave my spastic noise. Muahaha. Then everyone was looking at me. HAHA. So what? I'll rather people staring at me then being deaf or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had netball! :D Very fun! :D After netball went for bubbletea at Whatever B with Veronica, Michelle, genevieve and Zandra. Very fun la. Then Cheryl was calling me then I had to put dwn the call because Mommy couldn't get through. Tried Calling Cheryl just now. But she won't pick up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHEER UP!&lt;br /&gt;No worries ok!&lt;br /&gt;He'll be OK.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;LET-IT-OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OOH~ Went to pick elder sister up at Pasir Ris interchange just now. Then I saw one of the senior, Constance. She so free aye. Told Naomi that then Naomi was like "What you doing? Stalking her uh"Stupid. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-8352551485302649316?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/8352551485302649316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=8352551485302649316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8352551485302649316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8352551485302649316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahh-so-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sh03o-iDnzI/AAAAAAAAAVo/OT05bKI2EMw/s72-c/Adison%284%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-5698770004499945784</id><published>2009-05-25T20:14:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:35:39.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShqNheUT8DI/AAAAAAAAAUM/lvGCI3DXyK0/s1600-h/123-crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShqNheUT8DI/AAAAAAAAAUM/lvGCI3DXyK0/s320/123-crop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339735914414600242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AHH! So cute :D. HAHA. My Mom thinks so too ok! She simply &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;to see them together (: like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShqQDNPHV8I/AAAAAAAAAUc/0i3vc4k3-Mg/s1600-h/Adison%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShqQDNPHV8I/AAAAAAAAAUc/0i3vc4k3-Mg/s320/Adison%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339738692968208322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AND &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShqQ2ej-cuI/AAAAAAAAAUs/wL31EdMnGkc/s1600-h/Adison%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 153px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShqQ2ej-cuI/AAAAAAAAAUs/wL31EdMnGkc/s320/Adison%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339739573792436962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AND &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShqRkaiBr9I/AAAAAAAAAU8/xbqUmgSJMGE/s1600-h/Adison+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShqRkaiBr9I/AAAAAAAAAU8/xbqUmgSJMGE/s320/Adison+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339740362984501202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the CIP thing at ITE College East. It was SUPER! The netball team did Henna (: Well, not all la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShqcUBaIU4I/AAAAAAAAAVE/abf2XIdPmN4/s1600-h/DSC00719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 89px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShqcUBaIU4I/AAAAAAAAAVE/abf2XIdPmN4/s320/DSC00719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339752175990494082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.gracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Shqcxyf2e9I/AAAAAAAAAVM/sJKu6iQ7pq0/s1600-h/DSC00715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 88px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Shqcxyf2e9I/AAAAAAAAAVM/sJKu6iQ7pq0/s320/DSC00715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339752687384034258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we also tried fencing. Only Veronica and Claudia did. The coat was so smelly and sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShqdfWyFdmI/AAAAAAAAAVU/MwflYpI-7yc/s1600-h/DSC00714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 91px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShqdfWyFdmI/AAAAAAAAAVU/MwflYpI-7yc/s320/DSC00714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339753470218303074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to T1 with Veronica and Claudia. Had so much fun there! HAHA. And Claudia and Veronica treated me Pizza Hut because they just remember my so long ago birthday. HAHA. Claudia was forcing us to eat la. Before the pizza came, Claudia and Veronica were like eating the cheese provdided?? HAHA. The cover came out then all the cheese fell on Claudia's plate. HAHA! Went to MYUK after that. Bought a new wallet! :D HAHA. Yayyoo! Had the kenduri. Got pissed at my cousin and locked myself in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was BORING!! Mom said that I had to go to school the next day. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY! Had the Maths trial thingy. Someone pissed me off in the morning. After reccess we were like playing twister? I told them which body part then Joey told them the colour. Tortured them. HAHA. After that we were asked to go to the drama room to watch a movie :D . The teacher was like telling us every single CD he has when we already told him which one we wanted. Grr. After that we had NETBALL! Drama people were playing against the netball seniors. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran around the field 5 times. TIRED! It was so hot today. Was partnered with Caitlin for ball handling. I can't throw a high point ball properly! All ways throwing it to the back. Grr. After training, played captain's ball with the seniors. Seniors won. BLEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy fetched me home (: Claudia called me. Chat for awhile then showered and TADAAA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I can't wait for 4th June :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE: HAHA. I know. I know :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: He will ok! one day... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: blahblahblahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shafeeqah ! (: : welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nurul: HAHA. ya la. Marah marah nanti cepat tua :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zann: HEYYHOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-5698770004499945784?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/5698770004499945784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=5698770004499945784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5698770004499945784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5698770004499945784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahh-so-cute-d.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShqNheUT8DI/AAAAAAAAAUM/lvGCI3DXyK0/s72-c/123-crop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-5255763003017245146</id><published>2009-05-22T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T18:35:15.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grr.. A quiz from Belle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Real name : Nur Hannah bte Nordeen&lt;br /&gt;2. Nickname : Hannah&lt;br /&gt;3. Star sign : Taurus!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Male or female : Female&lt;br /&gt;5. Primary School : St Anthonys' Canossian Primary School&lt;br /&gt;6. Secondary School : St Anthonys' Canossian Secondary School&lt;br /&gt;8. Hair color : Black&lt;br /&gt;9. Long or short: Not long not short (:&lt;br /&gt;10. Loud or Quiet : LOUD! :D&lt;br /&gt;11. Sweats or Jeans : Jeans...&lt;br /&gt;14. Drink or Smoke?: Drink water la..&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you have a crush on someone? : Who's someone??&lt;br /&gt;16. Eat or Drink : BOTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Been in an airplane : of course??&lt;br /&gt;21. Been in a car accident : nahh&lt;br /&gt;22. Been in a fist fight : in a dream (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. First piercing : ears&lt;br /&gt;24. First best friend : Shafeeqah when we're in Nursery (:&lt;br /&gt;25. First award : Best in dance (HAHA!, It's true ok!)&lt;br /&gt;26. First crush : let me think....&lt;br /&gt;28. First vacation : Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;29. Last person you talked to : Granny&lt;br /&gt;32. Last food you ate : Rice.&lt;br /&gt;34. Last song you listened to : Not Anymore&lt;br /&gt;35. Last thing you bought : FOOD!&lt;br /&gt;36. Last person you hugged : ME! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVOURITES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Food : Crispy Noodle :D&lt;br /&gt;38. Drinks : Peach tea, Pink Dolphin!(blue one), Plain Cold water :D&lt;br /&gt;40. Books : Dictionary :D&lt;br /&gt;41. Song : NATIONAL ANTHEM!&lt;br /&gt;42. Flower : Sunflower :D&lt;br /&gt;43. Colors : Green, Orange, Red, Blue, WHite (:&lt;br /&gt;44. Movies : Hannah's life story&lt;br /&gt;45. Phrase : _ _ _ _ you la chi bai!&lt;br /&gt;46. Subjects : English!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2008 , I :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. [] Kissed in the snow&lt;br /&gt;48. [x] Had your heart broken&lt;br /&gt;50. [x] Went over the minutes on your cell phone&lt;br /&gt;51. [x] Someone questioned your sexual orientation&lt;br /&gt;52. [x] Came out of the closet&lt;br /&gt;53. [] Gotten pregnant&lt;br /&gt;54. [] Had an abortion&lt;br /&gt;55. [] Done something you've regretted&lt;br /&gt;56. [] Broke a promise&lt;br /&gt;57. [x] Hid a secret&lt;br /&gt;58. [x] Pretended to be happy&lt;br /&gt;59. [x] Met someone who changed ur life&lt;br /&gt;60. [x] Pretended to be sick&lt;br /&gt;61. [x] Left the country&lt;br /&gt;62. [x] Tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it&lt;br /&gt;63. [x] Cried over the silliest thing&lt;br /&gt;64. [x] Ran a mile&lt;br /&gt;65. [] went to the beach with your best friend&lt;br /&gt;66. [] Stay single the whole year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Eating : My imaginary chocolate bar (:&lt;br /&gt;68. Drinking : Saliva&lt;br /&gt;70. Listening to : Therapy!&lt;br /&gt;71. Plans for tomorrow : CIP at ITE East Collage and some family event (:&lt;br /&gt;72. Waiting for : my frog prince :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Want kids? : For what? Breakfast? maybe not...&lt;br /&gt;74. Want to get married? : Maybe. Or maybe I should be a nun :D&lt;br /&gt;75. Careers in mind : DJ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH GUY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Lips or eyes : Eyes :D&lt;br /&gt;77. Shorter or taller? : Taller..&lt;br /&gt;78. Romantic or spontaneous : Spontaneous!&lt;br /&gt;79. Nice stomach or nice arms : Stomach as in poping out?? ARMS!&lt;br /&gt;80. Sensitive or loud : LOUD&lt;br /&gt;81. Hook-up or relationship : :S&lt;br /&gt;82. Trouble-maker or hesitant: :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Lost glasses/contacts : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;84. Ran away from home : No.&lt;br /&gt;85. Hold a gun/knife for self defense : Plastic knife??&lt;br /&gt;86. Killed somebody : No.&lt;br /&gt;87. Broken someone's heart : Yes! :P&lt;br /&gt;88. Been arrested : Nahh&lt;br /&gt;89. Cried when someone died : YEAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Yourself : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;91. Miracles : Of course.&lt;br /&gt;92. Love at first sight : Hmm....&lt;br /&gt;93. Heaven : Yes!&lt;br /&gt;94. Santa Claus : HAHA. YES! I saw him at Orchard last Christmas (:&lt;br /&gt;95. Sex on the first date : HAHA. No.&lt;br /&gt;96. Kiss on the first date : HAHAHA. No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Is there one person you want to be with right now? : Yes, Granddaddy&lt;br /&gt;98. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life? : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;99. Do you believe in God? : Of course!&lt;br /&gt;100. This is the 100th and the last : ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose 8 persons to do this survey :&lt;br /&gt;1. Adam Lambert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Keisha&lt;br /&gt;3.Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;4. Nawirah&lt;br /&gt;5. Clarice&lt;br /&gt;6.Veronica!&lt;br /&gt;7. Shefeeqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Celeste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-5255763003017245146?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/5255763003017245146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=5255763003017245146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5255763003017245146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5255763003017245146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/grr.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-6844100995550130446</id><published>2009-05-22T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T17:42:44.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShZte23ZhuI/AAAAAAAAAT0/kqyg1PSHkj8/s1600-h/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShZte23ZhuI/AAAAAAAAAT0/kqyg1PSHkj8/s320/scan0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338574785185679074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school today. Didn't bother to pack anything so went to school without a bag. Went to 1/2. Cheryl has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Domo&lt;/span&gt; bag! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Grr&lt;/span&gt;. We were like fighting because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ADAM LAMBERT IS THE BEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Cheryl couldn't accept that fact. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Went up to 1/5 with Cheryl to see if anyone was very BIG that took up the whole classroom. No one. So I went to my desk while Cheryl went back to her class. I was arranging my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SHINee&lt;/span&gt; picture, timetable and the netball card Veronica gave me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.- I still keep it OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got bored so went down to 1/2. Belle and Celeste were busy staking cups. Very fast la. Talked to Cheryl then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;blahblahblah&lt;/span&gt;. An announcement was made for us to go back to class. So went back to class. Saw some one's bag on my seat. Asked the person to move her bag away. I bet that person's pissed because it shows by the way she 'pulls' bag. She messed up my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SHINee&lt;/span&gt; photo! because her bag eventually hit my table and there goes my precious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SHINee&lt;/span&gt; photo. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Grr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept quiet then messaged Cheryl. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Preetika&lt;/span&gt; sat in front of me then she saw me messaging then she asked me to send to her songs. Couldn't be bothered so passed my phone to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Shalika&lt;/span&gt; was asking us to sing the national anthem and pledge. The song was playing then she was over there screaming and shouting at us asking us to sing the national anthem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class did their own things then have one cock-eyed teacher came into our class. She talk about whatever shit then confiscated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Adelynn's&lt;/span&gt; phone and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to go to the hall for some stuff. On the way there, Natalia showed me something she made for me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. It's very cool la. (: Thanks aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONGRATULATION MICHELLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the vice-president for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; thingy. Watched the people get invented as student leaders. It ended at 9.15? But we had to stay because its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;stateted&lt;/span&gt; that school ends at 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to 1/2 then suddenly Ms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Zarina&lt;/span&gt; came. Then I sat at the back of the class. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. She didn't scold at all la. Soon, I was staking up cups. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Very fun! But I lost because one stupid cup dropped when I'm suppose to stake all the cups. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Grr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to go straight home today D: tomorrow have some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;kenduri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at 5 that's why. So missed having fun after school D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;CIP&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;CIP&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ITE&lt;/span&gt; East Collage tomorrow at 8 till ?? We go there for 5 hours to play games. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to Grandaunt just now about school. Found out that she was a former &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;netballer&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Very cool la. She plays GA. Oh &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;MDM&lt;/span&gt; LEE!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why thank her?? Secret :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked Sabrina &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Phan&lt;/span&gt; if she could make it but she say she if she made it through, she can't bare leaving her EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home. Slept till 2+ then did stuffs then people came. Locked myself up in my room. Sleep again. Woke up because Granny was SCREAMING at me from outside my room. Got up then do stuff &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. Tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: because my mother let me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ponned&lt;/span&gt; so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;ponned&lt;/span&gt; la. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: *vomit blood*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;shafeeqah&lt;/span&gt; ! (:: *buff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE: yeahh baybehh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;veronica: okeoke (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-6844100995550130446?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/6844100995550130446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=6844100995550130446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6844100995550130446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6844100995550130446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/went-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShZte23ZhuI/AAAAAAAAAT0/kqyg1PSHkj8/s72-c/scan0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-4990134139600418882</id><published>2009-05-21T12:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T13:36:22.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShTY4JgkeyI/AAAAAAAAATk/ydVw0DtBH-8/s1600-h/capt.photo_1242875377925-1-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShTY4JgkeyI/AAAAAAAAATk/ydVw0DtBH-8/s320/capt.photo_1242875377925-1-0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338129917477681954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kris won American Idol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No!! Why did Kris win? D: He sang 2 songs so terribly but can still manage to win. AH! NO! Adam D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponteng school today. Mommy was waking me up in the morning then I told her that I don't want to go to school because I'm very tired then she asked if I have anything on today then I was like "have, some picnic thingy" then she said "not important right?" I said "yeahh" then she allowed me to ponteng school (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Asian Civilization museum yesterday. FUN! But Mr Husein spoil most of the time there. He was like forever screaming at us. Had to tolerate that. When the whole thing is over, we had to line up outside the museum then Shafikah was like bugging Shalika to take a photo of Mr Husien. Sheesh. Shalika of course don't want la. Shalika say that its like as if so despo like that. Then I say that to Shafikah in front of Shalika then Shalika gave me that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had netball photo taking after school. After that we had netball training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Netball training was very tiring! We had to run 3 rounds around the field in 5 minutes, walk 1 round then run another round in a minute. All at one go. Run the last one round with Abigail. I was dieing then Abigail was like "Hannah, hold me hand! Hold my hand!" then I hold for a while to get back my balance then say to her "eh, like lesbian leh" then I let go then Abogail was like "Fine la!" HAHA. It was really very tiring la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to festival court to do stretches. After that we had a short water break then had sprinting. 6 laps of 1/3 of the court in 0.25minutes. Very tiring! Soon, we had another water break (: After that water break we need to do some changes of movement thingy. Had to do 2 sets. 1 set have to touch each cones 4 times. After another break, we had to do somethings using the steps then did squats and crunches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NETBALL ENDED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tiara and Sara were making run of me not pronouncing 'R' correctly. Grr. Decided to go to Bdk inter with Sara to eat at Macs. At the bus stop we were like asking Charlotte to go to Bdk Macs with us. Then she say she can't. Sara then said to her Hannah treat you. But Charlotte still don't want to go. She went home when we board the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we eat, we made our way home. Reached home. Bathed. Soon, Godparents came. I was hoping to meet my godsister but she didn't come. D: They left soon before American Idol start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read messages after American Idol. Replied all then went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BORED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do now. Was doddling:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShTmCxZjKLI/AAAAAAAAATs/Fc2HYFRPpaM/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShTmCxZjKLI/AAAAAAAAATs/Fc2HYFRPpaM/s320/scan0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338144393635506354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nice?? Nahh. Don't think so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keisha♥: Heyhey. Ok(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE: You were bugging me la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE: truetrue. :D. My Mom also loves him to the core la!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: Yeahh. I know. NO! Adam is so much more hotter! Sheesh. Kris won by luck one la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE-CHERYL: Too bad Kris won D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naomi:Dtan: HELLO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noami:Dtan: Ohkeyh. I will :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-4990134139600418882?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/4990134139600418882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=4990134139600418882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4990134139600418882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4990134139600418882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/kris-won-american-idol-no-why-did-kris.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShTY4JgkeyI/AAAAAAAAATk/ydVw0DtBH-8/s72-c/capt.photo_1242875377925-1-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-3989007602337479900</id><published>2009-05-19T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T17:19:43.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Granddaddy left me on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday, 15th May 2009 at 11.36pm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there. He left. Slowly. Calmly. It was raining quite heavily when it happened. Mom wanted me to go home. But I insisted to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had already ordered an oxygen tank thingy to bring home because Mommy already signed a black and white paper to bring Granddaddy home the next day. But he didn't make it. We canceled the order after the doctor declared that he died at 11.36pm. I was crying my eyes out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kenduri&lt;/span&gt; to pay our last respect. I was crying my eyes out like no _ _ _ _ _ _. My great grandmother was crying too. I manage to recite the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yasin&lt;/span&gt; 4 times for him (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my HIP! Nanny Noi wanted to go home, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salamed&lt;/span&gt; her then her daughter was like behind her so I had to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salam&lt;/span&gt; her daughter too right? Because she's considered my Aunty. She looked at me then I was like "You're my Aunty rememeber?" then she was like "Oh, really? HAHA." She's like only 16+ and is already an aunty of like alot of people! Even a 23+ year old person. HAHA. She was really shock la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, I dreamt about him. He gave me an ice-cream. A magnum one. I got so shocked and immediately woke up. Wondered for awhile. Tried to go back to sleep but couldn't. So went to wash up. I told Mom what happened. She didn't comment anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we had another &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kenduri&lt;/span&gt;. Ponned madrasah again. Ponned madrasah for so long already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponned school on Monday. Actually I wanted to go to school. But was lazy and tired because 3 days straight people keep coming and had to do alot of housework that made my hand very rough!! AHH. Early in the morning when Mommy told me to wake up, I was like "the other two sisters not going to school eh?" then she was like "yes, wake up!" *hits my butt* then I saw "OK la, I also don't want to go" *looked up at Mom* Mom said "don't want to go, OK. Later just give the death certificate." *walks off* then I went back to sleep (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got waken up by the noise outside. Peeped outside. ALOT OF PEOPLE!! Ran to the bathroom. Bathed. Then meet the people who came. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAD TO GO TO SCHOOL TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;reached school then everyone was like "Hannah, you ok or not" especially Belle. Got irritated but touched at the same time then I SCREAM!! Sorry Belle. But I told you the reason why already. If you can remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's so different now. So slack (: I like :D HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to market 85 after school. See Naimi, Shafeeqah,Keisha,Belle and Celeste cut hair. Cheryl and I were like playing stress and TAPTAP - I suck at it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, Mommy reached then I had to go D: Now at home. Missing Granddaddy... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADEENA: HAHA. Didn't see you for so long la seyh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE: Ok Belle (: HAHA Nikki likes Danny by the way. Now she's supporting Adam! YAHOO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE: Cheered uped already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: It ain't helping Cheryl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadiah: nothing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-3989007602337479900?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/3989007602337479900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=3989007602337479900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3989007602337479900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3989007602337479900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/granddaddy-left-me-on-friday-15th-may.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-1730603928000765626</id><published>2009-05-19T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:46:28.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShJwGANrTeI/AAAAAAAAATc/vCodEFB39aw/s1600-h/Atok+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShJwGANrTeI/AAAAAAAAATc/vCodEFB39aw/s320/Atok+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337451756826349026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GRANDDADDY♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why did you leave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granddaddy, I hope there's a computer up there. I just want to remind you that you're the best Granddaddy ever! Well, at least better then the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you for taking very good care of me since I was born. Thank you for buying me the toys I wanted when I was young. Thank you for buying me cake every birthday.(Next year no cakes from youD:) Thank you for giving me everything I wanted all these while. Giving me extra money randomly. Accompanying me when I'm scared to go to the kitchen all alone. Buying me breakfast each time I miss breakfast time because I woke up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Will Always Remember Every Single Good Deed Of Yours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Takecare of yourself up there.&amp;amp;Iwilltrulymissyou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Your watch is safe.&lt;br /&gt;With me.&lt;br /&gt;In that precious box of mine(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-1730603928000765626?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/1730603928000765626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=1730603928000765626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1730603928000765626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1730603928000765626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/granddaddy-why-did-you-leave-granddaddy.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/ShJwGANrTeI/AAAAAAAAATc/vCodEFB39aw/s72-c/Atok+%281%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-8336193418190205079</id><published>2009-05-14T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:50:51.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgwS15j4L4I/AAAAAAAAATU/X14WCety3ag/s1600-h/1_369277182l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgwS15j4L4I/AAAAAAAAATU/X14WCety3ag/s320/1_369277182l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335660375720865666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;TIE♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HEYHO! Hope your Abah heals fast ok. Takecare! Takecare! Miss you so much la.&lt;br /&gt;MUST ! MUST! MUST!&lt;br /&gt;make that Transformers outing happen tao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-8336193418190205079?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/8336193418190205079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=8336193418190205079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8336193418190205079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8336193418190205079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/hot-tie-heyho-hope-your-abah-heals-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgwS15j4L4I/AAAAAAAAATU/X14WCety3ag/s72-c/1_369277182l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-1710214650156337711</id><published>2009-05-14T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:38:20.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgwIfsXWdNI/AAAAAAAAATM/LnupMugydhQ/s1600-h/2878454062-danny-gokey-poses-at-the-party-for-the-12-finalists.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgwIfsXWdNI/AAAAAAAAATM/LnupMugydhQ/s320/2878454062-danny-gokey-poses-at-the-party-for-the-12-finalists.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335648999105262802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DANNY IS OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat for the last paper today :D. Was suppose to attend some briefing by Mr Husien but was tired so ponned it (: Told Mommy that I ponned it then Mommy say have to go straight home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home then they were like getting ready to go to the hospital while Younger sister get ready to go to school. Didn't have time to change and I wanted to visit Granddaddy so just went there with my uniform on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent Younger sister to school then headed to the hospital. Mommy and I went to 7-eleven to buy for Granddaddy his ice-cream. Daddy tagged along. When I realised that, I was like "How come you're here? You can go in and register or que up fpr us inside instead" then Daddy was like "Good point" then he left. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought for Granddaddy a Rasberry flavoured cup ice-cream then caught up with Daddy. Registered. Took the pass. Went up with Mommy because only two people can go up at one time. Daddy stayed at the lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached. Salam-ed Granddaddy. Showed him the ice-cream and he wanted it at that point of time really badly. I fed him! :D So cute la when he's eating the ice-cream. He eats ice-cream to keep himself cold though its already very cold there, he feels hot. Mommy said that it's because of the medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I washed my hands. Sat down then started talking to him. Soon, the nurse came. I was like staring at the nurse. Tried to recognise her. She looked like Amelia from Singapore Sports. HAHA. I told Mommy then Mommy actually asked that nurse if she have a younger sister. AH! Mommy!! That person was like "HAHA, no la". This other nurse is so very much nicer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurse did a check up and Mommy and I had to go out. So we went down because Mommy was hungry. Went to the canteen. PSP-ed while Mommy and Daddy buy food for me and themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy was about to sit down when someone called (a relative) then Mommy had to attend to them. Grr. I had to eat with Daddy.Mommy told Daddy to help her pack her food. Daddy did after we ate. I didn't finish my food. It wasn't nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the lobby and saw my HIP Grandaunt and GreatGranny plus other people whom I don't really know... Grandaunt gave me one BIG kiss. GreatGranny gave me 3 kisses. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up after all the other relatives went up. I put moisturiser on Granddaddy's feet then massage it abit while waiting for Mommy to go up. Washed my hand after that then sat down with Granddaddy. Talked to him. Then he had to take the puff.After that, he needed to go pooppie. So I had to go down while Daddy will go up and take care of him. I went downstairs and PSP-ed until Mommy and Daddy go back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they're downstairs, Mommy's nose was red. I think she just cried. She told me that after Granddaddy poopie, he stoned then look as if he;s die-ing. The nurses came and did what they're suppose to do. Granddaddy's BP was realy low. Mommy started crying. In the end, Granddaddy was the one comforting MOmmy instead of the other way round. Furthermore, he looked happier that Mommy- Daddy said (OBVIOUSLY!) He was fine so Mommy went down. Saw one of my cousin that will take care of Granddaddy with her Dad at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy felt relieved and Daddy and I sent her to work. However, Mommy was still frightened about the incident because it's really very scary!! After that, we fetched Younger sister then bought dinner. Headed home and I blogged. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-1710214650156337711?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/1710214650156337711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=1710214650156337711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1710214650156337711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1710214650156337711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/danny-is-out-sat-for-last-paper-today-d.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgwIfsXWdNI/AAAAAAAAATM/LnupMugydhQ/s72-c/2878454062-danny-gokey-poses-at-the-party-for-the-12-finalists.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-6061158540166648110</id><published>2009-05-14T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:02:15.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE UNSTOPPABLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm nice to made an organization JUST for you(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need you to register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Print it out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, _ _ _ _ _ _ _, has mood swings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and don't forget, attitude problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I would like to take PROFESSOR Hannah's courses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that I can control and improve myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I doubt so that PROFESSOR Hannah can do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: CHERYL! we can make another movie (: THE UNSTOPPABLE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DES-PE-RATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ _ _ _ _ here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ _ _ _ _ there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everywhere also _ _ _ _ _&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't lie then don't lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EASY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥HANNAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-6061158540166648110?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/6061158540166648110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=6061158540166648110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6061158540166648110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6061158540166648110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/unstoppable-im-nice-to-made.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-7626855357286720836</id><published>2009-05-13T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:20:24.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sgrd_ngLBDI/AAAAAAAAATE/tgrp0H3GOog/s1600-h/DSC00686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sgrd_ngLBDI/AAAAAAAAATE/tgrp0H3GOog/s320/DSC00686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335320793579193394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PERFECT CANDID♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that late for school today :D. Was passing by the corridor when suddenly someone shouted "HANNAH!" turned around, my eyes were half open and hurting, I saw Charlotte (: HAHA. She waved then I waved back. Made half my day brighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to class. But bag down. Then had a short chat with Shalika. She saw that my eyes were swollen then she asked why so I told her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to class 1.2 after that. Talked to Lydia. Asked her a few question then I broke down. Shafeeqah, Lydia, Cheryl and Belle were like telling me their experiences and how they overcome it. One of them actually made cards... HAHA! Ohkeyh. Then an announcement was made for us to go back to class. So I had to go back to class D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class and saw Shalika writing on the board. Asked her if I looked like I just cry then she said that its not obvious. So, I went back to my seat, took out the Maths notes and started flipping through it. Then I started talking to Shafikah. She was like "Hannah, have you been crying?" then I was like "yeahh. How'd you figure it out?" she answered "Youre eyes are puffy" I said "ooh. Will it go away?" then she said "maybe in an hour" PHEWW! Turned to Preetika and asked her how to solve some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper ended and went to class 1.2. Cheryl and Celeste was like "eh, Hannah here already go out wait there" when I already entered the class then I had to go one round :P Pure Singaporean :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Long John after school again. Was crapping in Long John again. Something happened after the meal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia, Cheryl and I took the Bus 17. Then Nazira, CLea and Sharifah boarded the bus too from somewhere. Sharifah was like PMS-ing la! Lydia and I alighted at the bus stop before the school bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opposite there was this group of SAC people. When I turned around to look they were like staring at Lydia and I. So I asked Lydia if she know them then Lydia was like "No, but I saw them pointing at us" then I was like "Oh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was walking towards school when a car honked at us. It was my parents. HAHA! Just ignored. Was walking near Syarafana's block then saw Syarafana, Eirene, Najiba and Syara's Kak going down. Najiba was like "You have any present for me??" then Lydia went "Oh yeah! I forgot!". Then we walked to school :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy went to buy for Granny her cough syrup and Granddaddy's grapes and we headed to the Hospital. Met Grandaunts. They are so HIP! One of them was like wearing the Dior shades that I wanted to buy for Mommy for mothers day but didn't manage to save enough D: and LV bag and all those branded goods la. So &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIVA&lt;/span&gt;! Despite her age... HAHA :P. She used to be a model. And I had to retie my hair because you know my Granddaddy family is like WOW! HAHA. Must be presentable :D. When you talk to them, remember to only use English! That's because my GreatGranddaddy is British. (HAHA! You may think its fake but seriously.. its true) So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they visit Granddaddy, I went up to see him :D. Put moisturizer on his leg (: His legs were very dry la! Then I fed him :D. And massage his legs and all that. Mommy called but I didn't pick up because my hand were dirty. So I washed it clean first then called Mommy back. Mommy said that there's other relatives who wants to see Granddaddy. GRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had to go down D: Passed my pass to that other realtive then waited. Until tahat person go down. When they meet Granddaddy already, I quickly take the opportunity to go up again :D. Talked to him then he asked about studies and all that. Soon, Mommy came up. She brought ice-cream!! Unfortunately, it wasn't for me D: it was for Granddaddy so I didn't mind :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy fed him then he was like "Ummm... Very nice!" Then feed again then he was like "tasty!" HAHA. Very cute la. Then I asked him if he can taste anything. Then he was like "NO" -.-" HAHA! HE said the like the coldness but can't taste anything. Mommy said that its because of the medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy called then I had to go home. But Daddy promised that he will bring me again. Granddaddy told me that he wants to see my Younger sister because he miss her so much. But she's not allowed to go in because she's like under 12... So I told him to hint the doctor. Granddaddy really did! And Younger sister is allowed to go in :D. YAHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down. Returned the pass. Met up with Daddy. He brought me home. Reached home and I slept! Until its time to go to Hospital :D. Washed up. Put Science book inside bag then brounght bag along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Hospital. Someone is upstairs. So I studied. Managed to get Elder sister to test me too :D. Got one wrong D:. Displacement can. Get it in my head!! Then that person who was upstairs came down then I went up with Elder sister :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Massaged Granddaddy's head. Then the stupid nurse came. Sheesh! Then Mommy called. She told us to go down because a relative wants to go up. Hais. Luckily it was my Fav Granduncle. The MOE one. :D. Miss him lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, he came down and Mommy went up with Younger sister again. Granduncle talked to us about school and exams, etc. Then he asked who's my principal then I told him uh. He was like OHH! She's a national team hockey player! Her whole family plays hockey! So how's your school hockey team? Then I told him that there's no hockey. Then he was Really? Yeahh and the conversation goes on and on :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Mommy to go down then we headed to 7-eleven to but tibbits. After that, we sent Anut home then went home. Abang Fordaus girlfriend's here. HAHA. ohhkeyh. Better go and sleep now :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: HAHA :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: Creative right?? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;NICOLE (:&lt;/b&gt; : HEYY! HAHA. Miss you too la! okeoke. But when? you takecare too (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-7626855357286720836?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/7626855357286720836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=7626855357286720836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7626855357286720836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7626855357286720836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/perfect-candid-not-that-late-for-school.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sgrd_ngLBDI/AAAAAAAAATE/tgrp0H3GOog/s72-c/DSC00686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-3714857720840105200</id><published>2009-05-12T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:37:15.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgmA3nwuJWI/AAAAAAAAAS8/QsiWGXUw9Q0/s1600-h/ca80d64298986d1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 108px; height: 125px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgmA3nwuJWI/AAAAAAAAAS8/QsiWGXUw9Q0/s320/ca80d64298986d1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334936926651557218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At last! No McDonalds after school (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to Bedok Inter Long John after school. Cheryl bought another rubber ducky because hers got stuck behind the computer or something like that. HAHA!. Was inside the bus then I was sitting at the back-est seat :D. I used the seat belt and Cheryl and Celeste took picture?? HAHA! Then Sara was like laughing her heads off :D. Naimi sat in front of me. Literally in front as in on the steps. HAHA! So yeahh. Told her that for once her hair don't look like pepet hair :P. HEHE. Sorry ehh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Long John but the menu was still breakfast menu. So we waited for 20mins until the menu changed. Time flies! We were like gossiping+crapping around. Sara even asked the girl from 1/6 to try the shock pen Celeste bought. That girl pressed and pressed the buttonbut the blod part didn't come out. So, she asked her other friend to help her. Then her friend pressed the button like nobody's business. Then suddenly the pen flew off her hand. HAHA! Then the girl tried again. Now using her eraser. -.-". We couldn't stop laughing so we told her that it was THE shock pen. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The menu changed then we quickly ordered our food. Then Sara came up to me and asked "Hannah, can I not buy the shrimps until 8 pieces?" then I gave her the ask the aunty look. Then she gave me back a spatic look -.-''. Grr. So I was kind enough to help her ask the aunty but the aunty didn't answer me D:. So I asked the 2nd aunty I know, Cheryl! HAHA. :P. She was like "Why not??" So I told Sara that la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to our seats and started crapping again. Sara showed us the pocong shuffle. HAHA! very funny la. But it was tough trying to get Shafeeqah to watch it. But at last she watched it... with only one eye. HAHA! At the end she was like laughing her heads off!. The pocong shuffle really welll la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOOD CAME :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara's lesser then 8 pieces of shrimps arriaved and it was like well done. HAHA! Then we were eating while laughing la then suddenly Naimi's chicken got stuck SOMEWHERE. HAHA! Then Cheryl started talking and suddenly Shafeeqah said "That's why the stars are not bright (something like that or so)" then we all were like staring at her wondering what on Earth was she talking about when Sara said "There's no link..." Then we all started laughing at Shafeeqah. I was the last one to finish laughing and eat my food (like usual).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were like talking and talking then I was drinking my drink when suddenly, I don't know how and why, I let it go. Then it droped into my food D: Then Shafeeqah started laughing. HAHA! Soon, she fell!! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naimi, Shafeeqah and Sara went somewhere while Celeste, Lydia, Sharifah, Cheryl and I went to Watsons because Celeste wants to buy some stuff. From there, we went to Bedok Interchange to topup my card. Lydia also top up her card. We 'rushed' to the bus stand then 17 came just at the correct timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celeste took another bus home. I went back to school while Lydia, Cheryl and Sharifah went home. Mommy fetched me from the backgate after sending Younger sister to school. Then Mommy brought me to the Hospital to see Granddaddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granddaddy looked very fit from the outside so he might be discharged soon. But when the nurse did the scanning on him, they found out that his heart have blood clod. Make me cry like.... Of course I cried. He took care of me since I was young. Gave me everything I wanted. Was there when I needed a friend to talk to. He is my everything. I'll have nothing once he's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are like swollen now. Plus, I'm sitting for Maths paper tomorrow and I'm half awake. Can't sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed there for wite long. Then Mommy brought me home. No mood to do anything. Just sat on the sofa staring into space. Soon, I had to fetch Younger sister from school. Bought McDonalds (Blehh!!) for dinner. Bloated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE: ... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`N'ikki: oh. OK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-3714857720840105200?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/3714857720840105200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=3714857720840105200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3714857720840105200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/3714857720840105200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/at-last-no-mcdonalds-after-school-went.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgmA3nwuJWI/AAAAAAAAAS8/QsiWGXUw9Q0/s72-c/ca80d64298986d1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-1862560891892610897</id><published>2009-05-12T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:58:46.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohhkeyh. A fast post for that person. At night then I'll post about today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BULLDOG BITCH .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get on with life can??&lt;br /&gt;Wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;You don't have a life.&lt;br /&gt;OOPS!&lt;br /&gt;Did I hurt you??&lt;br /&gt;Awww.&lt;br /&gt;BUT ITS A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FACT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Don't have to order people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;UNLESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You own us&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Mirror yourself before judging others.&lt;br /&gt;That's not an option neither is it a question.&lt;br /&gt;Its an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ORDER&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank You For Your Cooperation (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-1862560891892610897?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/1862560891892610897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=1862560891892610897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1862560891892610897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1862560891892610897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/ohhkeyh.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-7033023737936087023</id><published>2009-05-11T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:51:28.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sgg3ZOlBxBI/AAAAAAAAAS0/haAo8dewkBg/s1600-h/Picture+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sgg3ZOlBxBI/AAAAAAAAAS0/haAo8dewkBg/s320/Picture+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334574665170011154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Just found this picture Belle sent me soo long ago! HAHA! Belle look so lian. I look so retarded and Wei Qing (is that her name??) look so cute la. HAHA! Belle 'smuggled' her phone in during mid-year oral last year. HAHA! Can still remember. And Daddy fetched me superr late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to visit Granddaddy again today. They gave him sleeping pills because he haven't been sleeping well. From the time I came till the end of visiting hours he was sleeping. Abang Haikal kept me company :D. Soon, Daddy came. Mommy told me that Abang Firdaus and Abang Sidek came to visit Granddadyy too just now. They saw Mommy at 7-eleven then they were like rushing and talking all the stuffs that they wanted then Mommy had to pay. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had to go home. Kissed my dear little granddaddy then make our way to the carpark. Abang Haikal followed us to fetch Mommy from her clinic. After that went for dinner at the next door Banguet. Chat. We were like talking about one of Daddy's NS men, Aiman. HAHA! Damn cute la he. He's too honest! Before Daddy start the drills, he asked "Who bought cigrattes?" But everyone kept quiet then Daddy asked Aiman. Aiman actually told him everyone who bought cigrattes then everyone was like angry at him. Dumb sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, sent Abang Haikal home then we drove our way home. Reached home then Mommy was like "AH! Desperate Housewives!". Watched with her then the first commercial break Mommy turned to me then told me that I had to fetch Younger sister from school tomorrow D: Aww. First time! Shall buy for her dinner before fetching her so she will keep quiet all the way home. Ohkeyh. Maybe not dinner. Snack??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan for tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit for Literature paper. Paper end. Go somewhere, anywhere until 12.30 and MUST remember to top-up ez-link card. Go back to school. Mommy fetch me. Go hospital until 2++ or maybe until 6. Buy snack for Younger sister so that she'll keep quiet until we reach home. From hospital (if staying there till 6) go back to school and fetch Younger sister. Then go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE: Of course??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: You're welcome! OH GOSH! I forgot to buy for you your birthday present!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-7033023737936087023?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/7033023737936087023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=7033023737936087023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7033023737936087023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7033023737936087023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/haha-just-found-this-picture-belle-sent.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sgg3ZOlBxBI/AAAAAAAAAS0/haAo8dewkBg/s72-c/Picture+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-4495329036323530697</id><published>2009-05-10T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T14:28:23.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And Mommy said that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY BELATED BIRTHDAY PARTY IS CANCELED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because of the H1N1 thingy. But hopefully the H1N1 thingy will be cleared on Monday and we can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;PARTY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hopefully....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Luckily I haven't give out the invitation yet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-4495329036323530697?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/4495329036323530697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=4495329036323530697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4495329036323530697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4495329036323530697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-mommy-said-that-my-belated-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-6875902493476246749</id><published>2009-05-10T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T13:45:44.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgZjpDGz2uI/AAAAAAAAASs/fhkqvUqmb6w/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgZjpDGz2uI/AAAAAAAAASs/fhkqvUqmb6w/s320/DSC00029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334060365526588130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home with Granny, Elder sister and Younger sister. Was like crapping the whole day? HAHA! Had to teach Younger sister Mathematics. Handed that task to Elder sister because she's so much better in Maths compared to me. HAHA. So Abang Firdaus got home. Then his girlfriend came over when we were watching Over The Hedge. She bought us Doughnut Empire! Didn't eat any because Daddy just came home with McDonalds from the Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granddaddy is getting better :D. I really want him to change hospital. CGH so lousy! The doctor in charge of my Granddaddy is so dumb! Everything also is fine to him.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly Mommy started questioning him then he don't know what to answer. Then Dr. Halina, Mommy's friend, also came. Then she scold that Cat face doctor like nobody's business. The guy whose bed is next to my Granddaddy died because the stupid doctor took him out of the ICU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Mommy if can change hospital. Then Mommy say see first because have swime flu. Then I was like atleast change the ward please. The doctor suck hardcore. Then Mommy was like sighing then I had to follow Daddy go fetch Younger sister. Then I was like crying in the car? I badly wanted Granddaddy to transfer to another hospital la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After fetching Younger sister, Daddy was like "Who wants to go and eat?" Then I shout "NO!"my beloved Granddaddy in hospital still want to go and eat?! So annoying my Daddy. Fortunately, he gave face to me for shouting at him. Sorry! So Daddy sent me back to the hospital then I went upstairs to his ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy told me that she's changing his ward. Then Dr. Halina was talking to the nurse. The conversation went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Halina "Excure me, I'm Dr. Halina may I see the doctor?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurse "WHAT! Daughter Halina?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Halina "DOCTOR Halina"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurse walk off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So rude!. Then the porter came and changed Grandaddy's ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the other ward so much more! The nurses are prettier, nicer and younger! Grandaddy gave me his SUPER PRECIOUS WATCH!. I kept it in the adidas box at home. He promised Elder sister that he'll give her his Rolex watch. HAHA. Chatted with Granddaddy. Then asked him if we can go home then he was like "Stay longer" so we stayed until the visiting hours ended. Mommy is going to ask for approval for a person to stay by Granddaddy after visitting hours. So that makes me more relieved :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Daddy at the foryer. Asked Granny if she eat already then she wa like no. So I went to Delifrance and bought her snack. I'm such a good granddaughter ae?? HAHA. Soon, Daddy came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and surorisingly, Elder and Younger sister didn't get into a cat fight with one another. They were like (surprisingly) cleaning the house?! HAHA. Shocking much! Belle called then chat with her on the phone. We were talking about swaveboard and swaveboarding and her half toe nail that swaveboarding had caused. HAHA. Hope it will heal soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I ponned Madrasah again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3 weeks alrerady. Well, Mommy told me to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'N'ikki: HAHA. I kept all the photos! HAHA. Even the ones with your selenger look :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE: HAHA. ohkeyh. tagged already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE: HAHA. Yeahh right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NURUL 1-4: Nahh. Not angry. How to link? I don't know your blog website&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-6875902493476246749?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/6875902493476246749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=6875902493476246749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6875902493476246749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6875902493476246749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/stayed-at-home-with-granny-elder-sister.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgZjpDGz2uI/AAAAAAAAASs/fhkqvUqmb6w/s72-c/DSC00029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-4393593845528005712</id><published>2009-05-08T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T15:50:08.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgPc2-uC95I/AAAAAAAAAR8/tYrmLpzZ1V0/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgPc2-uC95I/AAAAAAAAAR8/tYrmLpzZ1V0/s320/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333349220843976594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I thought I could see her today. I tought WRONG D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NurNikkiTiara&amp;amp;NurHannah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Geography exam today. After the exam, we had to stay for awhile because Ms Paveena wanted to talk to us about the Humanities project. Only 3 groups handed in the project. Then she was like "My favourite class to teach is the worst (something) (something)." then she say we have to hand in the project by 2 on that day. (TAKE NOTE OF THIS!) : Shalika, Shafikah and I are in charge of the video. While Jamie and Sequina are in charge of the paper work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalika, Shafikah, Sharifah (1/4) and I went to Bedok Macs first to eat breakfast then we headed to City Hall. We walked around for a while then Shalika wanted to eat AGAIN. Then she treated us. :D. Ate then headed to the museum. Was on the way there when I decided to call Sequina. We called her then she told us that they did the video already. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went SHOPPING! :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgPjp2wgrqI/AAAAAAAAASk/P1AeqcDTbvg/s1600-h/DSC00678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgPjp2wgrqI/AAAAAAAAASk/P1AeqcDTbvg/s320/DSC00678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333356691949924002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked for Sharifah's hoodies. Walked around then went into this shop and tried on the shades :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgPfngF4cuI/AAAAAAAAASE/Oj5dPDiW7Do/s1600-h/DSC00680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgPfngF4cuI/AAAAAAAAASE/Oj5dPDiW7Do/s320/DSC00680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333352253459296994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to crap around when suddenly Shafikah ran. She need to go to the toilet. -.-''. HAHA. Then we waited for her. After that, Shafikah wanted to go to her friend's house so we headed back to the MRT. Then saw shops and started to shop again. HAHA. Wen to the Adidas shop :D. Bought a water bottle. Shalika chose for me :D. Then we went to the ripcurl shop because Shalika wanted to buy something for Oswald. But nothing's that nice and fits him. We were on the excalator when a group of guys were like "SHHH"-ing us. Then Shalika and Sharifah can't accept that uh then they shouted back at them. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was waiting for the MRT when Shafikah desperately need to sit down. There were alot of seats but she HAD to sit beside this one St' Pat's guy. -.-'' Sabo-ed her :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgPhRbsSqpI/AAAAAAAAASM/rE1GHhffhbc/s1600-h/DSC00681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgPhRbsSqpI/AAAAAAAAASM/rE1GHhffhbc/s320/DSC00681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333354073344354962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgPhqOyIIgI/AAAAAAAAASU/YfnK_wTsoIE/s1600-h/DSC00682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgPhqOyIIgI/AAAAAAAAASU/YfnK_wTsoIE/s320/DSC00682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333354499375899138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. That was so fun la! Then the MRT arrived. We were crapping in the MRT when I spotted 2 people sleeping in the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgPiRyRqlSI/AAAAAAAAASc/QKogZLO8BOc/s1600-h/DSC00683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgPiRyRqlSI/AAAAAAAAASc/QKogZLO8BOc/s320/DSC00683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333355178918319394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA! Then Shalika alighted. Left with me, Sharifah and Shafikah. Suddenly Shafikah was like "omg! that guy is so hot!" then Sharifah and I looked. Then Shafikah was like so cheecky! She was looking and looking at that guy. After that she'll laugh. HAHA. Yes, weird. :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharifah and Shafikah alighting at Tampines. Shafikah was like hoping that he will alight. He was like taking his bag BUT didn't alight. HAHA! When she left, she waved at him? DESPERADO! HAHA! I pity Sharifah. Have to be stuck with her. So trained to Pasir Ris then bussed home. :D. Going to CGH to visit Granddady later. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-4393593845528005712?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/4393593845528005712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=4393593845528005712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4393593845528005712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/4393593845528005712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-thought-i-could-see-her-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgPc2-uC95I/AAAAAAAAAR8/tYrmLpzZ1V0/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-8268285254154468440</id><published>2009-05-07T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:40:50.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o3UvS0d--LQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o3UvS0d--LQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE THIS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-8268285254154468440?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/8268285254154468440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=8268285254154468440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8268285254154468440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8268285254154468440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-this.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-1288023025568354120</id><published>2009-05-07T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:01:44.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgLFhQ_rSsI/AAAAAAAAARk/SAjNJ45jzmI/s1600-h/Allison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgLFhQ_rSsI/AAAAAAAAARk/SAjNJ45jzmI/s320/Allison.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333042084048489154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALLISON IS OUT! D;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still have hope for Adam to win...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bedok Macs after school for breakfast yesterday. Saw Redza. Still so short. HAHA. Then took 17 back to school. Saw Shalika at the interchange. She told her Mom that she had exam on that day when she didn't because she's examted. HAHA. Reached school then we went to Veronica's house. We were like 10 more foot about to reach her house when she called us and told us that we couldn't come because she had to study. LYDIA HAD TO PEE! So we went to the playground nearby and played the swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgLKrW37OoI/AAAAAAAAAR0/D_l8yQWgDek/s1600-h/DSC00674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgLKrW37OoI/AAAAAAAAAR0/D_l8yQWgDek/s320/DSC00674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333047754983422594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia couldn't tahan then she go and pee. HAHA. She came back and was like "AHH~ So relieve" HAHA. Everyone looked at her. HAHA! Soon, everyone had to go. I went to backgate and waited for Mommy to fetch me then Cheryl and Lydia appeared out of no where. Lydia's Dad was going to send Cheryl home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to CGH after school. Grandaddy was admitted D;. Visitted him then went home. Mommy went home but had to go out again because Granny wants to go there. I stayed at home with elder sister. I watched DVDs. HAHA. And repeated watch the Hannah Montana DVD given by my younger sister. HAHA. Elder sister slept until I blasted the Mulan song. HAHA! I was on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy came home with food! Chicken rice. I remembered I was starving! Then everyone was eating while I was in my room tidying for a while. Soon, I went out. Went to the kitchen. Washed hands. Then headed to the dining room. I was aboutto take THAT packet of chicken rice when suddenly my younger sister told my Mom: "I am hungry uh". Then Mommy grabbed the packet of chicken rice I was about to take then pass is to that devil and said "Here, have extra one". Grr. She ate already right when you were at the hospital! I got pissed then went into my room. Slammed the door and (surprisingly) studied. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school. Had History and MT Paper 3 today. Shalika told us a joke before History paper starts. It goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One day, A girl was walking out from her school.&lt;br /&gt;She met one Bangla worker.&lt;br /&gt;He told her to pluck something from the tree.&lt;br /&gt;The girl followed his instruction.&lt;br /&gt;When she reached home, she told her mother about the incident.&lt;br /&gt;Her mother said "You know why he want you to climb the tree?"&lt;br /&gt;The girl answered "No"&lt;br /&gt;Her Mother then said "because He wanted to see your underwear"&lt;br /&gt;The Girl said "Oh" then walked off.&lt;br /&gt;She sighed in delight and said to herself:&lt;br /&gt;"Luckily I Never Wear Underwear!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! The whole class laughed like nobody's business. Saw Charlotte during reccess. She looked sick. Her nose was very very red. *Charlotte the red nose rain deer. Have a very shiny nose!* Mr Husien was my examiner for MT Paper 3. Shafikah was melting as usual. HAHA. His mlay sucks! HAHA. Worst then mine. And people found out that I can't pronounce Monkey in malay (Monyet) properly. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Mom to fetch me after school. She cabbed there to send the Devil to school because Daddy use the car. Waited with Mommy until Daddy come. While waiting, Olivia and Marie told me to on my bluetooth because they wanted to send me something. It was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgLGhk6NKZI/AAAAAAAAARs/94bSpWqd8hs/s1600-h/DSC01574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgLGhk6NKZI/AAAAAAAAARs/94bSpWqd8hs/s320/DSC01574.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333043188905879954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHA. Busted sia Nicolette! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mommy was talking to some other Mommies when Daddy came. He was in his uniform. HAHA. Look so funny. Went to CGH to visit Grandaddy. I went up with Mommy. Daddy didn't because only 2 people are allowed to go up at one time. I complain. questioned and talk to Grandaddy. :D. Complained to him about the Devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; MY GRANDADDY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then I went down. Passed Daddy the visitor pass then went to the pond there and (surprisingly again) studied. HAHA. Can't tolerate Ms Paveena's lecture. So have to 'impress' her. HAHA. Shalika was expected to get A1 for geagraphy mid-year when she not even passing Geagraphy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, Daddy went down then passed me the pass because he need to send my elder sister to school. Went up then Mommy's friend, Dr. Halina was there. She questioned the doctors there. Then the doctors so busted! He was like "Who are you to know?" then Dr. Halina said "I'm a doctor myself!" HAHA! Plus, she's a senior somemore. By then, Grandaddy was like watching her because he wanted to know what she was doing. The reason for doing that he (said to me) is because "He works as a nurse at a hospital for 40 years!" then he will go exaggerating the 40 years to me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Halina came then told Grandaddy wants the Dos and Don'ts. Mommy came with coffee!. Then they talk and talk while I talk to my Grandaddy. So fun! I didn't want to go home. But Mommy forced me to as the bisiting hours is over D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to East Point to eat then went home. Watched TV then Mommy went to work while Sister visit Grandaddy and Daddy fetch the Devil. Stuck at home with Granny. I slept. Didn't get enough rest for the whole week! Except for Monday because I slept at 7++ then Belle's message woke me up then I went back to bed. Woke up at 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLARICE ; ♥: Hello. HAHA. ohkeyh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`N'ikki: HAHA. yeahh. I remebered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-1288023025568354120?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/1288023025568354120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=1288023025568354120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1288023025568354120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/1288023025568354120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/allison-is-out-d-still-have-hope-for.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgLFhQ_rSsI/AAAAAAAAARk/SAjNJ45jzmI/s72-c/Allison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-5968660451062985724</id><published>2009-05-05T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:11:42.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgAXxMDe65I/AAAAAAAAARM/bEAhXvVHRPk/s1600-h/DSC00129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgAXxMDe65I/AAAAAAAAARM/bEAhXvVHRPk/s320/DSC00129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332288092623530898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this photo! It was taken last year Hari Raya at Sharifah's house :D. Had English Paper 2 today. Gosh! I think I'll do terribly. Mommy and Daddy warned me AGAIN today. They say "You better do well uh! Can drop to NA you know. I want you to remein express if not out of Netball!" *scared* It happened to me last year. But I did super well for my exams la. Not talking about PSLE because I didn't even studied for PSLE and was lucky to get into express. HAHA. It's because I got so mad with my parents! They took me out of netball then I don't study la. HAHA. But found out the truth somehow. They didn't take me out of netball. They were told to. By THAT teacher. Haiyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talking about the present now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to Bedok Macs after school. Got a call from Mommy that Granddaddy was in the hospital. Then I told Mommy that I was at Bedok Macs and I want to eat first because I very hungry then Mommy say OK but I have to go home after that. Elder sister ponned school today. Mommy allowed because she didn't had exam. Wanted to trick Mommy yesterday so that can ponned school but Mommy remembered that I had exam. Grr. Waited at home until Mommy, Daddy and Granddad reach home. Granddad trying to catch his breath then this Grandmommy kept asking him questions Haiyo! Then I talked to my Grandaddy. I asked him why he don't want to stay at the hospital when the doctor told him to then he say he dont want and that the food there wasn't nice so i answered but the nurse pretty right then you can flirt :D. then Granddad just laugh at me :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BITCH .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's me talking about you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIVE PEOPLE SPACE PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You already take up alot of space and air on Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more do you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;`N'ikki: HAHA. That day your Mom already say in front of curry powder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;CHERYL: HAHA. My pleasure. Yah! Can't wait for our 'mission!'+'operation'. HAHA. Then can make a movie! Mission Impossible! :D. HAHA. One moment with her on the video already take up the whole tape :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-5968660451062985724?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/5968660451062985724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=5968660451062985724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5968660451062985724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5968660451062985724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/found-this-photo-it-was-taken-last-year.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SgAXxMDe65I/AAAAAAAAARM/bEAhXvVHRPk/s72-c/DSC00129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-6588892563990929437</id><published>2009-05-04T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:35:23.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sf6k0m3LK_I/AAAAAAAAARE/3P5rNLyxDf8/s1600-h/meet+up+-+Kallang+Leisure.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sf6k0m3LK_I/AAAAAAAAARE/3P5rNLyxDf8/s320/meet+up+-+Kallang+Leisure.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331880232545364978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;had English and Malay paper 1 today! everyone's talking about it after the exam. BORING! Cheryl gave me a BIG cookie monster for my birthday :D. Alena and Manuella gave monkey :D. Yay! Manue remembered :D. Belle gave Adidas watch... I had to go home carrying that BIG cookie monster in my arms. Then evryone was talking about it. Grr. Then got these few people past by me then they were like "eh! I have that too. But elmo" HAHA. Like I care! I ♥ Cookie Monster. Juey ♥ Elmo :D. After school went to Mommy's clinic. When I reached there, Mommy called then she say she's at my school. Then I told her that I was at her clinic then she came and pick me up :D. Oh. And there's this one person. A really tall and ugly one. Calling people Sluts and saying that she hates sluts. To THAT person:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call people sluts when you are one yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Then say that you hate sluts&lt;br /&gt;You are a slut &amp;amp; you hate sluts = You hate yourslf&lt;br /&gt;Right??&lt;br /&gt;BLEHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, I make sense! :D. Haha. This girl called the nicest girl in my class a slut. HAHA. I think this girl have one (what shalika always say:) chi bai problem. (What I always say when Shalika say that:) Maybe her chi bai growing into hornet. Who knows? Transformers maybe?? :D&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAEGAN: Thank you! Don't remind me that I'm old!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADEENA: Thank you! HAHA. No la. it looks like only. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zann: HAHA. YO! HAHA. Thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRASHANTI!: Thank You! Yay! you got the date right this time :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keisha♥: Thank You! Thank You! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`N'ikki: HAHA. :D. I bet thinking of curry powder makes you cry harder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`N'ikki: HAHA. We all can meet up any time. any where. with any one. You are the Busy McSqeezy one! D;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-6588892563990929437?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/6588892563990929437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=6588892563990929437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6588892563990929437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6588892563990929437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/05/had-english-and-malay-paper-1-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sf6k0m3LK_I/AAAAAAAAARE/3P5rNLyxDf8/s72-c/meet+up+-+Kallang+Leisure.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-2676717196836477877</id><published>2009-05-01T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T14:09:39.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REPLIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vanessa&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You're welcome!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;: I love him too!! My Mom also love him!! :P Seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;: Thank you! Thank you! I know that! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;: ilyt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;: ilyt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;: Thank you! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;: HAHA! Thank you! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;: Thank you! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;: Thank you! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;: Thank you! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;: HAHA. I know that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;CHERYL&lt;/b&gt;: Thank You! Thank You! NO! It's True :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;: Thank you! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;CHERYL&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;CHERYL&lt;/b&gt;: ilyt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;CHERYL&lt;/b&gt;: Thank You! Thank You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;BELLE&lt;/b&gt;: i ♥ u 2 i ♥ u 2 i ♥ u 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; Belle and Cheryl Have nothing better to do uh? fight at my blog?? D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;CHERYL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt; Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt;Thank you! Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt;Ya! I know. Grr... CHERYL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Cheryl &amp;amp; Belle:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt; STOP FIGHTING LA!!&lt;/span&gt; AND thank you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheryl:&lt;/span&gt; I will get back!! Grr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Belle: &lt;/span&gt;HAHA. You are so random!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-2676717196836477877?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/2676717196836477877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=2676717196836477877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/2676717196836477877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/2676717196836477877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/04/replies-vanessa-youre-welcome-d-belle-i.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-8668583239287176722</id><published>2009-05-01T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:59:15.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfqIbAJAFDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/g7bjVGeHyTg/s1600-h/bestie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfqIbAJAFDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/g7bjVGeHyTg/s320/bestie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330723106422002738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! I'm finally 13!&lt;br /&gt;I AM OLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;woken up by my phone's vibration. Grr. Checked the time. It was 7:15??!! HAHA. checked phone. Flooded with messages. Didn't reply or ready any YET because wanted to go back to bed. Then the vibrations started again. Woke up. Checked time: 8am. Saw the number of messages. Now it's like 2x then before. Got up then went to bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat down on my most comfortable chair then started reading and replying messages. Fingers hurts! Went to eat. Watched teevee. High School Musical was on. So just watched la. Then Parents and Grandparents had to go to a funeral (someone died yesterday).  Mommy didn't allow us to go out. Grr. Soon after they left, younger sister got on me and my elder sister's nerves. Started to fight la! Then younger sister go and complain to Mommy. But Mommy don't believe her :D. Then elder sister told me not to talk to younger sister unless I want to get into trouble. So ignored younger sister until grandparents come home :D Granny cooking now. Told her to cook my favourite dish :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY IS BORING SO FAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be better by later because we are going out! With Godsister's family too! :D.&lt;br /&gt;oooh and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RAMITA's MOMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hope your birthday is better than mine :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg! Belle might be getting me an Adidas watch for my birthday! I broke the one my parents bought for me :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here I am. blogging. :D. Saw my Cboz. AHH! Have to reply to all that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-8668583239287176722?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/8668583239287176722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=8668583239287176722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8668583239287176722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8668583239287176722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-to-me-yay-im-finally-13.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfqIbAJAFDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/g7bjVGeHyTg/s72-c/bestie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-5629592194441560141</id><published>2009-04-30T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:00:33.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sfl4g8v96QI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/IB_QOz_sOd4/s1600-h/Matt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sfl4g8v96QI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/IB_QOz_sOd4/s320/Matt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330424141428156674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATT IS OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just checked the American Idol page. Matt is out! And believe it or not, Adam was in the bottom 3! Allison was save! Yahoo! :D. Go Adam and Allison!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohkeyh; continue-ing from the previous post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess was (no)Life Art. Grr. Ms Chia is dis-speakable! Entered class late. So went up to her then greeted her. She shout at me like one chi bai not under control! Then she cannot set up the computer then say that the computer don't like us. WTH? Then we went to out carts to set it up la. Then after the signboard do then she ask the class who need tape go and take it from her. Suddenly she go and scold Eriel's group. WTH? Just because they never take alot of tape. Then she went away, Pheww! Shalika, Joey, Shafikah and I were like dancing and fooling around la. HAHA. We also played with the fire hose. We pretend pretend :D HAHA. So fun. Then Ms Chia came back with a rag. Then she say out loud "Can someone help me wipe the cart" then Adelynn who was nearby went to sit next to me. Then Ms Chia asked Adelynn to go to her. Then Ms Chia started nagnagnag. She even check Adelynn's nails la! Adelynn was sent to RTC. After that she checked the others nails. I wasn't sent to RTC tough. Sadly. Want to go there so that I can skip LA. Aiya! So like more then half the class was sent there? Even Shafikah altough her fingernails aren't that long? Then Ms Chia started taking photo of us and the cart. Soon, the people who got caught were back. Crapped around with Jiayi, Carine, Jamie, Many, Shalika, etc. Then saw glue then say to Shalika "eh, Shalika lip balm!" then she was like wanted to put it of Eriel's lips (pretend only) then they started talking about what happend to them last year. Then I just listen :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had assembly after that. It was prize ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARLOTTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she &lt;/span&gt;received some kind of award la. I don't remember what it was. :P. HAHA. Went back to class but the whole class had to stay outside because we don't know where 's the class key. And Naomi sent we the Barney theme song :D. HAHA. Now its my rightone. Mrs Teo ordered pizza for the birthday girls for Term 2 (one of them is me!) HAHA. We got the privilage to choose the pizza first! Chose the Trio Cheese :D. Ate with Shalika while discussing about the class key. After we eat we went back to class to check if the class is unlocked or not. It is! Yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took bag then met Cheryl. Accompanied Celeste to the toilet then went to 7-eleven. The people were fixing the wire outside 7-eleven and I purposely hit the ladder. Muahaha! Nazira and Cheryl bought Slurrppee :D. Then Cheryl, Shafeeqah and I went to NTUC. I bought for Celeste kinderjoy because she was craving for it since morning. After that went back to school with Cheryl. (Nazira and Clea waited for us at the bus stop) Passed Celeste the kinderjoy I bought for her then went to the bus stop with Cheryl. Then Cheryl needed to pee. So went back to school then used the primary school toilet. I waited outside. Saw Stephanny, Rachel, Nikii, AmandaChoo, etc. Amanda gave me like $1.50? And told me to buy myself a bubbletea as a Birthday gift from her. Wanted to give her back but Victoria was like beating and beating my hand so that I'll let go of Amanda. Atlast I let her go because it HURTS!! HAHA. Will give it back to her on Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl was done then went to bus stop. Cheryl was like So noisy in the bus? She was the OUTSTANDING one among all of us. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOMEONE LIKES CHERYL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The someone is an Anonymous person :D I don't know how to spell anonymous correctly so pleasee correct me if I spelt if wrongly. Stopped at N2 then took another bus 3 home. In the bus I saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IRNI NATASHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Miss her to my mother's gutts! HAHA. No. She's not an ex classmate or something. She pronounced my name soo slang! HAHA. I tought some Ang Mo was calling me sia. HAHA. Yes! I'm always full of myself :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home. Showered. Woke Mommy up just to show her the presents I got today. HAHA. Now using the computer and my NEW cup warmer from Jamie and Mandy. HAHA. It's soo cool! Iloveit! Thanks you guys :D. And I finished up all the chocalates I got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FATS!&lt;br /&gt;D;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-5629592194441560141?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/5629592194441560141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=5629592194441560141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5629592194441560141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5629592194441560141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/04/matt-is-out-just-checked-american-idol.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/Sfl4g8v96QI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/IB_QOz_sOd4/s72-c/Matt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-8526704330492199414</id><published>2009-04-30T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T10:19:51.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfkHUYKnb_I/AAAAAAAAAQs/LaSFo2cgnrM/s1600-h/IMGP0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330299680635449330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfkHUYKnb_I/AAAAAAAAAQs/LaSFo2cgnrM/s320/IMGP0541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently in library having recess :D. HAHA. Gave Vanessa her advance bithday present this morning. So awkward. HAHA. Then talktalktalk. Then this 2 student leaders ask us to go up to class for assembly. Waited for the Aunty to unlock door. Atlast the Aunty insisted that she unlocked the door already. Just to satisfy her, we go and pull the door knob. Then the door not opened then the Aunty was like "Oh. I never unlock uh. Sorry. Sorry." Grr. put bag down then went to 1/2 :D. Talktalktalk then Belle was like asking for votes whether we should show THE LETTER to Naimi or not. HAHA. Don't know the results as I had to go back to class. Still, alot of teachers was in class. Aiyoyo. Had temperature taking then Mrs Teo talktalktalk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First period was History. Mr Husien started off asking us which news we want to hear first then Shalika say "good news then bad news then good news" Then Mr Husien was like ok la;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) (good news) There won't be any more History until July.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then Shafikah was moaning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) (bad news) Mr Husien's last lesson for the year&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shafikah look sad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) (good news) long weekend!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shafikah went "Huh! Mr Husien! None of the news are good!'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA. Mr Husien's going to teach at Temasek Sec. He was suppose to teach there instead of SAC. But he chose SAC because he heard that his ex-girlfriend (Ms Anisa) was teaching at Temasek at that time. HAHA. We all went like whoa! Then we asked him which one he preferred Ms Peh or Ms Paveena. Then he was like neither :P stupid old man!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Second period was Maths. HAHA. Dead! Shalika was sleeping la. Ms Foo dress as if she's suffocating :P. the belt looks tight to the core! HAHA. Then she told us that she's leaving! YAY! But then she said she'll be back in term 2. D: HAHA. She saw our expression then she asked 'Am I that bad" (YES!) the class answered "no" then she gave us Timeout! :D yummy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After Maths was recess (now??) HAHA. Blogging in library. after this is Lifearts D: HOPE TO GET RID OF THAT TEACHER!! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-8526704330492199414?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/8526704330492199414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=8526704330492199414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8526704330492199414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8526704330492199414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/04/currently-in-library-having-recess-d.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfkHUYKnb_I/AAAAAAAAAQs/LaSFo2cgnrM/s72-c/IMGP0541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-5137243731620915327</id><published>2009-04-29T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T18:49:09.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfgpRwzC0fI/AAAAAAAAAQk/FAWJIEKq4i8/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfgpRwzC0fI/AAAAAAAAAQk/FAWJIEKq4i8/s320/scan0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330055544126493170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the flyer from 1E5 for the YOG thingy. It really *****. Grr! ****** Miss Chia! Now have to print out alot of those! Just finish printing er... ONE? Alot more to go! Shall Change the preference to Fast Draft :D. After doing this; Have to go to photo shop. to get THAT picture printed the can use it as a card :D. Yay! it's printing out really fast! But it's kind of annoying too because after it finish printing; it will like 'PUSHED' out then hit the keyboard D;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't light in the morning put bag down then went to 1/2. Talktalktalk. Then went to canteen to buy drink. After that went back to 1/2 then talk again :D. Then had to go back to class. Miss Netty was outside the class when I came up then she was like "where were you?" then i say "Downstairs" then went into the classroom. I hate that teacher of Shalika's :P. HAHA. Had temperature taking exercise then alot of teachers started coming into out class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW/IT was first period today. Did magazine cover while checking which pizza to order for tomorrow's class perty. Decided already then PW/IT ended. Went to MPR 2 after that because Mrs Linda Teo told us to meet her there. Went there and got paiseh-ed. Mrs Teo wasn't even there! So went for recess. Eirene was doing the THINGS. HAHA. Very funny la! Went back to class then went for Malay. Did work work and work! Went back to class for Engliah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE ENGLISH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;for once; after all these years I've been learning English, I LOVE IT! HAHA. Ms Peh is so fun! Had like 5 subjects last year?? -EL, Maths, Sci, ML and HMT- none of the subjects were fun la! Except for HMT sometime :D. After English had SCIENCE! I was awake the whole day after science arrives. Then, the lifesaver came :D, first there was the teachers. Coming in and haunting us for our stuffs (yay! waste time!) Then Ms Pua started teaching; tried to listen to her then asked a question then back in my own world. HAHA. Then another lifesaver came! The 10 minuts bell!! YAHOO. then was Wide Awake :D. No sooner, the last bell rang! Everyone was packing then this Ms Pua was like "Why are you packing? I haven't even go throught this worksheet then blahblahblah" then the class was silent! the continued"blahblahblah this will be my last lesson with you" then the class answered back "after mid-year" then Ms Pua answered "really, this will be my last lesson for the entire year" HAHA! *Smiles* Then Shalika was like so hyper now. Then she go and shout "We will miss you Ms Pua" then Ms Pua was like "yeah, right"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAHOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;replies;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanny: Ya la. That jackass that never grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE: OK! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE: HAHA. Ohkeyh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spastic: ohkeyh;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE: okeoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLARICE ; ♥: HAHA. true true; :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-5137243731620915327?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/5137243731620915327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=5137243731620915327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5137243731620915327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5137243731620915327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/04/thats-flyer-from-1e5-for-yog-thingy.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfgpRwzC0fI/AAAAAAAAAQk/FAWJIEKq4i8/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-8807788668796897078</id><published>2009-04-28T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T18:17:22.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfbSAyQmxJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/LzGhS9cBJqY/s1600-h/1_645455339l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfbSAyQmxJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/LzGhS9cBJqY/s320/1_645455339l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329678119972816018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Look! I was a class leader. Unbelievable. I know.&lt;br /&gt;Reached school then it started to drizzle. So went to class. Put bag down then went to 1.2. :D. Scared Belle and Cheryl. BINGO! Then we were like running from one class to another. Perspire so much! I guess we missed being a kid again :D. Then had to go back to class for assembly. Charlotte past by my class! Smlied at her. Then had the spot check thingy. I pulled my socks really high UP! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Remind me of last year. I got caught by DM then had to use soccer socks! Not allowed to roll it down somemore! Very itchy but it was a GREAT experience :D. Mommy didn't even scold me uh!&lt;br /&gt;So after that had lessons. Science was first. GREAT! Got back test paper. Then was in my own world throughout the lesson. After that was Geography. Ms Paveena. She Nag like one Bitch about to give birth sia! Then it was English! Atlast! Life in the class! I LOVE ENGLISH! then was recess :D Ate then went up to class. Then accompanied Shalika go practise for Drama. Went back to class. Saw the Netball Captain on the way down. Spastic smiled then went to class. Took Drama Journal then went to Drama Room. Mr Flanagan scared me BIG TIME sia! He was so happy today. I think because he got married last week! He told us to wath his montage on Youtube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j-eFPRArt8w. so yeahh. After that had Literature. Was fully alive! Then it was Malay. was still alive. :D. We had to draw a lady following the describtions from the lyrics of the song. So i drew the nose very very long and sharp and the hair like Ms Shanta's :D. HAHA. I was just following the describtions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tamp Macs after school. It was raining soo heavily! Wanted to visit Lucky. But was LAZY :D. Anyway; i'm scared later Eirene flash again! Brr... It gives me the bums. Bought an album for someone's birthday :D. Hope you don't have it YET! Then went home. Informed Mommy that I'm home already. I REACH HOME SO EARLY TODAY! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-8807788668796897078?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/8807788668796897078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=8807788668796897078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8807788668796897078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8807788668796897078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-look-i-was-class-leader.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfbSAyQmxJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/LzGhS9cBJqY/s72-c/1_645455339l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-8117082938408127972</id><published>2009-04-27T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:12:48.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfWHKKoav1I/AAAAAAAAAPU/3DBg-0WGBpg/s1600-h/DSC00649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfWHKKoav1I/AAAAAAAAAPU/3DBg-0WGBpg/s320/DSC00649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329314342785171282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LUCKY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Met Celeste after school and asked her if she's going to Syarafan's house then she don't have confirm answer. Wanted to ponned extra History lesson today. But can't (asked Mr Husien if can attend another day then he was like what's the reason? no reason so he was like NO. I had to ask him because Shalika was scared and Joey....) so Celeste and others went to Al-Fiah while I went upstairs. Cheryl passed me a letter then suddenly have someone shout "HANNAH!" turned around then saw Tiara. Smiled then made my way up. Saw Natalia on the way up. Ended up walking 1 round around class 3.2 and 2.2. HAHA! I don't know what that girl want. Then went to class. Replied the letters I received then waited for lesson to start. Had History Graded Assignment. Mr Husien was eating during the test. Aiyoyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that headed to Syarafana's house. On my way out from school, past by a toilet then saw Sarah then I just stare. Then went I pass by already I heard her say "Eh! Hannah past by blahblahblah" She sound until like so scared like that! Am I that scary? I know my last year juniors think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to Syarafana's house. played with Lucky and toook more pictures :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfWLf90mxFI/AAAAAAAAAPc/UYhrtBBfayk/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfWLf90mxFI/AAAAAAAAAPc/UYhrtBBfayk/s320/DSC00651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329319115350262866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfWLpnRGNlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8WdMLojlyWU/s1600-h/DSC00650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfWLpnRGNlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8WdMLojlyWU/s320/DSC00650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329319281094440530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfWL5r3tcOI/AAAAAAAAAPs/4rGYz4NmpyU/s1600-h/DSC00648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfWL5r3tcOI/AAAAAAAAAPs/4rGYz4NmpyU/s320/DSC00648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329319557208043746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfWMXOOyyoI/AAAAAAAAAP0/o-7zw8Onjyo/s1600-h/DSC00647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfWMXOOyyoI/AAAAAAAAAP0/o-7zw8Onjyo/s320/DSC00647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329320064647875202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfWM284YfqI/AAAAAAAAAP8/GsstNu2jk48/s1600-h/DSC00646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfWM284YfqI/AAAAAAAAAP8/GsstNu2jk48/s320/DSC00646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329320609746288290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfWNQlT-KwI/AAAAAAAAAQE/h0WkqwDnp3I/s1600-h/DSC00645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfWNQlT-KwI/AAAAAAAAAQE/h0WkqwDnp3I/s320/DSC00645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329321050096151298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfWN4OoAcaI/AAAAAAAAAQM/dd2TYzoc6nU/s1600-h/DSC00644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfWN4OoAcaI/AAAAAAAAAQM/dd2TYzoc6nU/s320/DSC00644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329321731200938402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfWOTj7Fq0I/AAAAAAAAAQU/JgqzaTWFAsk/s1600-h/DSC00643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfWOTj7Fq0I/AAAAAAAAAQU/JgqzaTWFAsk/s320/DSC00643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329322200774585154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then Maegan was eating Kinderjoy and Lucky ate too? It got Lucky addicted. Syarafana's sister came out to the living room then Syarafana let us smell the Cherry Cigarette. The smell is soo nice! Feel like want to smoke like that &lt;- its just an expression! then we left. When we were wearing out shoes that time...  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EIRENE FLASHED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; her (what Maegan call) BOOBIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was innocently turning around; about to head toward the lift (Its nearby Eirene) then Eirene falshed. Not once somemore ok! AH! Gosh! Only Lydia didn't see because she was still busy tieing her shoelace. HAHA. Then Eirene go and twist Najibah's nippies! AH! Then we're so shock we quickly went down. Then we were like walking then Eirene was like spiting? Then she shouted "FUCK YOU!" then we all go back upstairs then this Eirene falshed again. Syarafana's sister was smiling? and laughing? HAHA!. Then we used the stairs to escape this time. HAHA. Ohkeyh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to bus stop with Cheryl and Lydia while Maegan and Naibah took the bus at the opposite side. Then we decided to go to Bdk Inter. So we crossed over. Talk talk talk. Then this trios of SACP people who were our juniors we hated SO MUCH was at the other side. They BLASTED their music. Then have one guy past by us while singing uh. Then I shouted to the SACP people "EH! That old man's singing better then your songs sia!" then they answered back "FUCK YOU!" then I was like "FUCK LA!" then they never answer back. Cheryl got thirsty then we went for bubbletea. While waiting for bubbletea, we missed the bus. Then we were like "ALAMAK!" then bought already quickly rushed to the bus stop. Just nice. The bus was there:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bussed to Bdk Inter then trained to Pasir Ris then bussed home. In the buss on the way home; Mommy asked my what I wanted for dinner because she knows that i don't really like Granny's cooking. Asked for Chicken Chop :D. Not long, Mommy informed me that Daddy will be home late because had to send younger sister to clinic (Mommy's clinic la!) Then i was like ok. I don't really mind anyway. Atleast there's peace at home :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now waiting for elder sister to wake up and Daddy to come home with DINNER! Thenif elder sister still haven't wake up shall wait for her to eat dinner with her :D. EATING CHOC CHIPS ICE-CREAM NOW! yummy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE: i know you do! :P. I want the Wicked Aura tee! Ask your Daddy where to buy please~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AISHAHH is awesomeszxzs: HAHA. If you're awesome then I wonder what I am :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AISHAHH is awesomeszxzs: Sorry didn't ignore itt :D HAHA! I can see that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AISHAHH is awesomeszxzs: AH! you're wasting space! Kidding la :D spam somemore. Spam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AISHAHH is awesomeszxzs: AH! you're wasting space! Kidding la :D spam somemore. Spam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AISHAHH is awesomeszxzs: AH! you're wasting space! Kidding la :D spam somemore. Spam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AISHAHH is awesomeszxzs: AH! you're wasting space! Kidding la :D spam somemore. Spam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AISHAHH is awesomeszxzs: AH! you're wasting space! Kidding la :D spam somemore. Spam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AISHAHH is awesomeszxzs: AH! you're wasting space! Kidding la :D spam somemore. Spam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AISHAHH is awesomeszxzs: AH! you're wasting space! Kidding la :D spam somemore. Spam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AISHAHH is awesomeszxzs: AH! you're wasting space! Kidding la :D spam somemore. Spam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AISHAHH is awesomeszxzs: looooooooooveeeees from awesomest hannah ;D Now THAT sounds better :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-8117082938408127972?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/8117082938408127972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=8117082938408127972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8117082938408127972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/8117082938408127972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/04/lucky-met-celeste-after-school-and.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfWHKKoav1I/AAAAAAAAAPU/3DBg-0WGBpg/s72-c/DSC00649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-5048084338252963991</id><published>2009-04-25T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:33:00.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfL9Avy4DII/AAAAAAAAAPM/skLBcA61jNQ/s1600-h/camp+corri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfL9Avy4DII/AAAAAAAAAPM/skLBcA61jNQ/s320/camp+corri.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328599498404400258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEC 1E5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Blgging the 2nd time today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahh~ Venessa's (facil in green) birthday's coming soon! A week after my birthday. Maybe buying her an album. Really nice one :D. Have to go all the way to Orchard. Shall ask Shalika to tag along (: or ask Nawirah to help me buy since she might be going there on Tuesday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELLO NAWIRAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She's right beside me now.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I think she's wondering:&lt;br /&gt;Why On Earth Did God Give Me This Kind Of Sister?!&lt;br /&gt;This is what I call UNIQUE :D&lt;br /&gt;ONE OF A KIND (my foot!)&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;to tell you the truth; I'm really scared of Nawirah. Though she's like shorter. But she's older. And scarier...&lt;br /&gt;ohkeyh; want to watch attack on the pin-up boys now! bye bye! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO WATCH IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE SURE THAT's ITS IN ENGLISH SUB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AISHAHH is awesomeszxzs: I'm more awesome than you! muahaha. yeahh shall meet up soon. no worries :D ya lah. ya lah. will go there. but make sure that you're free during that time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zann: come to SAC la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADEENA: Yay! You remembered! &amp;amp; yours is on 27 October! :D right??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-5048084338252963991?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/5048084338252963991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=5048084338252963991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5048084338252963991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/5048084338252963991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/04/sec-1e5-blgging-2nd-time-today-wahh.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfL9Avy4DII/AAAAAAAAAPM/skLBcA61jNQ/s72-c/camp+corri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-7212264294749163706</id><published>2009-04-25T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:33:54.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfJj92Eo5bI/AAAAAAAAAO8/AYUhIgg_do0/s1600-h/Baby+Elizabeth+%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfJj92Eo5bI/AAAAAAAAAO8/AYUhIgg_do0/s320/Baby+Elizabeth+%5B2%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328431223270860210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BABY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yay! That's my kitten :D. Its called Baby. Full name: Baby Elizabeth. Named it after Elizabeth because she wanted to bring the kitten home but her Mommy don't allow so I brought it home then didn't know what to name it then named it after Elizabeth. Then the 2nd say I took care of Baby, Mommy found out that it's a guy so put Baby infront of Elizabeth. That's how Baby's name came about :D. But Daddy call it Baby Alizabeth instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Mommy &amp;amp; Daughter day. Every Friday is :D. Because it's the only day Mommy is free. So can't go to Syarafana's house yesterday. Didn't want to go anywhere yesterday with Mommy so went home. I took my afternoon nap. That's what I love most about Fridays :D. Woke up then Mommy say that she's going to JB with Daddy. I didn't want to follow. Neither did Nawirah. But Najihah wanted to go. Mommy didn't allow. So Najihah started crying. Youngest sibling always so pampered!! So to make her stop crying, Mommy allowed her to use computer. Then she stopped crying immediately. GRR.... I was suppose to use the computer! I have a religious class project to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to wake up earlier then ever this morning to do the project. JACKASS! Mommy woke me up before she go to work. It was like 8? So early for a Saturday morning! Then when Mommy woke me up wanted to go back to bed but no mood. So got up. Bathed. Then use computer. I'm done with the project already that's why can blog now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having Madrasah later. Less then a week time and it will be MY BIRTHDAY! :D oh. And to make up with the whole Najihah not going to JB thing yesterday, THANKS TO NAJIHAH, the whole family is going to JB on MY BIRTHDAY. Saddening. We were suppose to celebrate at Swensens or a Buffet. Grr... But I don't mind if godsister is coming :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLE: hey! alright :D you all expect really really really long letter from me aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADEENA: OMG! you remembered! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-7212264294749163706?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/7212264294749163706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=7212264294749163706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7212264294749163706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/7212264294749163706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/04/baby-d-yay-thats-my-kitten-d.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfJj92Eo5bI/AAAAAAAAAO8/AYUhIgg_do0/s72-c/Baby+Elizabeth+%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607078695362152874.post-6231407065660963780</id><published>2009-04-23T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T19:48:44.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfBQtMqNC1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/_2xF8sLPZ28/s1600-h/DSC00638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfBQtMqNC1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/_2xF8sLPZ28/s320/DSC00638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327847096601873234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;UNobvious Candid;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to Al-fiah (sp) with Celeste, Shafeeqah, Maegan and Amelia Faiqa after school. Ate...actually drank there then headed to the playground near Syarafana's house. Try catching Syarafana's attention from playground. But Sharifah came out instead. -.-". Made our way up to Syarafana's house. Then we chat then suddenly Celeste got pissed then she left. Eirene PMS big time! We asked her to bring Lucky out then she was like "nahh la chi bai!" then threw Lucky out. Offended much! We just kept quiet. Then played with Lucky. Sharifah tried to show her 'love' to Lucky but it look as if she's torturing Lucky instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfBSavm5DnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Hc6rSlGFUrI/s1600-h/DSC00641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfBSavm5DnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Hc6rSlGFUrI/s320/DSC00641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327848978588962418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfBS-4EEtGI/AAAAAAAAAOs/bMnOenFRf1Y/s1600-h/DSC00642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfBS-4EEtGI/AAAAAAAAAOs/bMnOenFRf1Y/s320/DSC00642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327849599334134882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so yeahh. After playing with Lucky went home with Sharifah. Went to the optimist (sp, i think) at N2 then went home. Watch Ellen then started replying the letter i received. Now blogging while waiting for Sister to reach home :D. oh and I bugged Mommy to buy me a box for my books. She was also free at that time because there wasn't any patient yet :D after that have patient so Mommy had to put down the phone. So I called Daddy. Talk to him while he was having a meeting then never tell me. I dodn't know so im INNOCENT! oh and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHARLOTTE CUT HER HAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i want Mrs Ng back! She's a great teacher D: Why must Ms Foo take over? Make me have no interest in Maths only D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina Phan say that we can make a reunion during the June holidays for the P6s last year that went for the Sports School training last year :D hey! We were so bonded altough it was only for a few months :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH! Elder Sister still haven't reach home. I'M SO WORRIED! She didn't turn on her phone somemore.. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clare: alrights :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shafeeqah ! (: : welcome :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7607078695362152874-6231407065660963780?l=lovingthehated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/feeds/6231407065660963780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7607078695362152874&amp;postID=6231407065660963780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6231407065660963780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7607078695362152874/posts/default/6231407065660963780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthehated.blogspot.com/2009/04/unobvious-candid-went-to-al-fiah-sp.html' title=''/><author><name>hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376386324445551668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/R9UHpOALEPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ghfQ8rsjnmk/S220/DSC02112.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5uq1SnKVrbQ/SfBQtMqNC1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/_2xF8sLPZ28/s72-c/DSC00638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
